Diss the bitch above you!

STREET PLAY IS JUST MAD CAUSE HE HAD HIS SHIT PUSHED IN/
STEP UP NIGGA I'LL PUT MY BLADE IN YOU LIKE A PEN CUSHION/
I'LL HAVE SUM LARGE CHUNKS OF YOUR SKIN FUCKING MISSING/
THAT'S THE BEST YOU CAN SPIT EVEN WHEN IT'S PREWRITTEN/
I'M THE DOG RIPPING THIS SOFT KITTEN; I SPIT BETTER THEN YOU EVEN WHEN MY ASS IS SHITTIN/
oNE PUNCH HAVE ALL YOUR TEETH MESSING............

This kids pathetic,Wanna talk about play? You get about as much play in the street like a game of checkers....
Kid thinks he's tough,Talking he's here to stay? Talk shit later on man, Maybe when you actually gotta record....
Want to do something for the good of life? End it now so you wont hafta live a life always embaressed.......
Kid's talking lies, He's really afraid, Like Mary-kate at a porn shoot "Oh I cant Bare it"

Lol 6 Lines Min
That was to Streetz Play

OLD TIMER YOU MUST OF FELL OUT?

'CAUSE THERE IS NO PURPOSE TO RAP ON THE FORGOTTEN//
sTILL TRYS TO BUST WHEN HIS BODY IS FUCKING ROTTING//
YOUR ALL UP ON STREETS' NUTS; YOUR THE ONE I'M REALLY FIXIN TO BE POPPING//
THERE IS NO WAY I'M FUCKING STOPPING EVEN WHEN I SEE THIS OLD MAN DROPPING/
AS SOON AS A BITCH MENTIONS A DICK YOUR GAY ASS GETS HAPPY AND STRATS HOPPING/
YOU WARMING UP TO HAVE SEX WIT DUDES GET YOUR KNOTTIN

M16 fled the seen,
with that grenade up his ass while using cum as an antihistimine.
And this soilder claims ta be mean??
I don't think so,
he prolly walks around masterbating ta gay rights activists in a trench coat.
And fucking his ken folk.

Your display was below average,
it's not my fault im a savage,
Eat your flesh,
Cause animal proteins i cant manage.

mindone again?? finally some real shit...
Yo go head and eat my flesh i grantee my carma alone will rip your puny flesh/
Yeah the mindone mind is what i grasp; master of the hilt let the sword slash/
I press for the titans to clash; will you recede your ground and get smashed/
true lyrical shit make you spit spiritual shit and give you the right of whip lash/
seem to me all you do is talk trash well i master the craft you make me laugh/
You will never amount you vs me... i already no the answer its not hard math/
I'm Not even using wrath i spit on you so much its like your taking a damn bath..

this kid is named after a gun who the fuck he think he is?
Pretty boy from LA its evident that skills 4 him are needed
looking 4 a standing ovation when the entire crowd is seated
he's prolly lost every battle he's entered and feels cheated
he better show some intelligence if he wants to make it here
If his moms saw him lose a fight she'd prolly fake a tear
but she'd be crying on the inside cuz she knows her sons a dufus
kid prolly finds himself sucking dick 4 crack from some dude named rufus
you'll never make it in this game with rhymes like that so don't bother
u prolly get punked and beaten up by your very own father

sabotage..
Fuck toronto;
i really don't like that city anyways...

so why you gonna have to go and mention your family relations; trying to take out your fustrations just becuase you got rapped by your dad on those weekend vacations! yeah i'm a pretty boy and i'll still fuck you up at toronto your own station; your the weakest link and you didnt make it past the damn eliminations! you took like ten mins to spit that weak shit; come on dog that's time wasting! This pretty boy bash your face in! Punk this mod and put him in the place in... where there is no name or no tracing! I fucked this mod up... yeah i dont give a fuck who i'm facing... haunt to kill got 16 bullets and im nt wastin'... any why you on battle grounds when your bitch ass is friendly...

ayo m16 im startin to feel u maaaane,
but since u over me ima com at ya name,
m16 to me mean bustin sixteen macs,
let dem stay on da ground and dats dats,
niggaz dont want it wit diss yung nigga,
me and mah crew roll deeper den feet on catipillas.

da kid, ur rhymes are wack, u stick up for too many//
i give you a bullet, a knife, a gun, u pick any// :shoot:
nah dawg, u just don't get it//
maybe my bullet flying past will help u forget it//
i forgot you.....fuck it, this is real life//
and if this is real life, say hello to my knife//

wattup :thefinger:

fuck the track.
you are wack.
i am stacked.
face my gakked.
Word to you, your a fagg.

My raps are untouchable and unparallel
I spit acid drops and spin track like a carousel
Flow stopped so fast it gave you a heart attack
Your trying hard but I’ll kill mc’s when I fart a track
You shots don’t hit and couldn’t go through a hole
So all your short dreams become a long term goal

I hate to get on you...
I say Fuck battling i'll spit right on da kid...
One shot from M16's will really pop his lid..
Act hard you'll never do what i did...
the names correct all you are is wack kid....
You felt the heat from La to jerzy so u hide...
I'll take your life to make your gay ass rid...

ayo fagit y must still be on mah hamma,
i left u alone but now u gonna make me stampper,
u flat on da ground as smoothe as pankakes,
when me and mah niggaz stomp we cause earthquakes,
now pussy u feel mah lil heat from jerzy to los angles,
why botherin me actin hard u kno u dont want none of dis.

I roll wit glass to cut ya; and if i aint nothing to shank.. "i'll gun butt ya"/
Have your ass saying i was just playing dog....You know the kid love ya/
Over there sucking my mother fucking dick tellin my nuts let me hug ya/
My rhymes rip and tug leave bloody tub your just another pussy to rub/
telling me you feeling a nigga; come on girl give me some.. groupie love....
da kid all up on my nuts in rap shit me niggaz pass him around like sluts..

naa da kid aint got for nobody but a few,
some for nigga carlos barret and none for u,
punk ass nigga talkin bout some "give me some",
i knew u was a fuckin fagit from da beginnin son,
u is wack wit yo shit comin a dis kid prodigy,
ima lil kid so y da fuck u still botherin me,
its been a couple of dayz u still comin at mah neck,
u better calm da fuck down and give me proper respect.

lil pussy