Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

Damn, you scrape that rap off a dirty, dumpster porn flick?
Dick and ass left your mouth more than a thirty-year vet porn chick.
Okay that's the preamble, just a sample, of what this Barakon RB rap handle can spit.
And man, shit. The way you're flowing ain't bout to match my keystyle "flow this before I take a piss" shit.
Let's end it, before I have to wipe you off the map
The way this Scripter loser raps, he gets burnt more than blunt wraps
I'm blasting you with these on-point, bullet rhymes
Delivered through the barrel of a gun so it's always on time
No-less, excess rhymes, to drown you in a sea of my worst lines
And still have you shook like, "What am I gonna say this time?"

You serious all I heard was how you gobble a dick
and something about how you never fondled a clit
your still a virgin and tits.. only in a magazine yet...
you shouldn't bring up a vietnam vet
you know nothing about war boy your ears are still wet
ill blast you with an on point bulletin BARAKON SUCKS DICK
more on this later his mom is not home yet...
or was it your dad I get so confuse on which one is the bitch?
I guess it don't matter neither one of em got tits
no wonder your so good you got a first class lesson on how ta suck.. prick

Wow, nice drop...out of a 7th grader's journal
Your rap careers destine to die while my flow eternal
So rap about a different topic, you closet sick-minded fuck
Or I'm sure to always top it, with surgical precision like Nip/Tuck
Silly fuck, don't even fix your feet to step to me.
Cause if I kill you it's a win and not a death to me
Claiming that you're big and bad but there's less to see
Believe me, if you ain't the best yet then you're the worst to be

Alright whats up with this kid
he should of learned to keep some shit on lids
he's a gangsta whats up with your posts on KH-Vids?
you try to act hard but bitch your doing the same shit I did
dude your not hard your just role playin
you play the role of straight gansta and really you date gay men your not 16 the music you listen to and the picture you construe would be kinda strange than..
am I the only one seeing this? can I get an amen?
This dudes fake as fuck who you trying to play man?
don't try to denie it and don't ever try to play the rain man
I guess story telling is your thing I guess this just isn't your game dam..

(LOL that was actually a nice one. Good find. Had me shook, nigga can't lie.)

Wow, a quick search session and this nigga thinks he's live, shit
How you gon' expose me when I never tried to hide it?
Ooh, you did some research and learned to work Google?
Yup, I RP and can still burn you like overcooked toaster strudel
Your rhymes limp like wet noodles, soft like a pet poodle
My verses make you thrash around like I was practicin' voodoo.
And mayhaps my syntax and proper grammar will fool you
But best believe, tricks up my sleeve, and Barakon will tool you
Like I was on Home Improvement, your biggest leaps are minor movements
I'm hoppin' over competition like Tigger from W. the Pooh when
I'm bouncin' round and trouncin' clowns, shutting down the circus
Try to beat me with what you found but you could never hurt this
Ripping you into peices like a pissed off grizzly
Comin' up from underground, your bitch is starting to dig me
As for this rap shit, your attacks lame, I'm steady killin' it
Hatin' on me for RPing, you're just mad cause you're illiterate.

Look man its all starting to take shape
cause when I'm done it will be your skull that I use as a paper... wait...
cause I'll bash your head in
till it's as thin
as a paper plate
and then serve you
your gourmet
in my rape rap styled crazy way
I insert names for fools with word syllables that spray like ak's
leaving them
a
mazed
I'm killing them all ways
in lit and in dark hallways
a street fighter Johnny I ball caged
in school I always
get all A's
and I don't even open a book sick
you get pushed around all day
I'ma star bitch so star gaze
your a butt pirate bitch you better yell parlay
you have to rape bitches because your boys say your a hard lay
your a pussy that never gets it head
so you get fucked you do it the hard way
See I am gambit you just do what the cards say
I deal you a circle of death
and make you sound like nothing less
then 52 on his pickup
you sound like a re..tard gay...
my shit is always a freestyle fresh from the bomb bay
bruce don't be silly goose do what Jeffery dom say
or leave lee breathing through machines and hooked up to IV
lessons? my styles free
count your blessing
going out as count Dracula
that's bull..full count
I'm out staking your heart
the count's out now that's strike three
with your bitchness
bitch now bleed
I kill the stalker, the smooth talking window walker
like my name is Texas from the next nexus walker
and shoved him in my old shoe box with ten locks as a locker
lined in rhyme lines he designed as his stopper
he's ghost toast in the sun rise I'll watch him pop like a party popper
because Scripture is his end
like written in spells on glass like the other 13 that came and passed
I'll break him off propper

you dont want my blood
it's diseased, full of aids
barber used a dirty blade
while he was giving me a fade
sneaking behind people
injecting dirty needles, infecting rappers egos
till they wake up too sick to go to regonials

haha, this aint my best i'm just trolololololin
yo weaker than limp biskit so jus keep rololololoin

Okay, you had to not be serious, that shit made me delirious
Please tell me you're hearing this, and your rap career's nearing quits
Better yet I'll end it for you, so here come the bars
Punchlines hit so hard you see angels, fuck stars.
If you're a troll like you say then you're in for a bummer
The only toll that I pay is for your mom to gimme a hummer
Okay, I'm crowned king, flawless motherfucking victory
Chilling at the winner's table, none-a-you bitches can sit with me

barakon the senceless name,
same lyk da niga wack lines,
droping punchlines dat are mor dan wack,i lyk 2 cal em wackness,
he is jst a jackass,me being so clueless dat means he is dissabled,yo hes got dissabilities,
he cnt fit in rap battles,
count 4rm 1 to 50 nd then along da way pick up nd add 2,52 pickup,
dropin lyns dat are lyk pick up lyns,
barakon u fucked up by 52 pickup,
non the less no homo these rappers ar sucked up by THE REAPER.

IM THE REAPER

Wait I'm sorry, but did any of that rhyme?
Log the fuck off RB cause your wasting my damn time.
If you're the reaper you better sharpen your scythe
Cause when I'm coming for you I'm aiming to take your life
And your bread, leave you dead in a motel bed
Leave your body with no head and paint the walls with red
Now did you really think you won when you rap that badly?
Shoulda thought twice before you tried to rap at me.

god am sick showing peace let me reap they head off
am not feeling what they briging up it got me turned off
they saying am 2pac i have done face off
i have bein looking for a game mate but no one matches me
on my absents this bitches are trying to be me
lil bitches writing scripts about me
am just saying am mr cool why you niggers hating me

hey niggers am the devils right man
slow niggers, you will be left man
i wont stop till you shout pouse
yo all acting gay yo lil hoes
i ride your mom like am riding hourse
if you are not gay then why wearing penty hourse
kill more gays hell overdouse
am top like am ryming over doors
droping lines like my mind is havimg poures
i treat your mom like weed but her name is rose
my 2nd name is the sun watch me rise
you can now call me son you have seen me rose
kick a pregnent bitch then the child comes out through the nose
dont ask me how only god knows
scripter trying to be best who cares


BHF MR COOL:cool:

Quote:

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Originally Posted by M.Z.D.

barakon the senceless name,
same lyk da niga wack lines,
droping punchlines dat are mor dan wack,i lyk 2 cal em wackness,
he is jst a jackass,me being so clueless dat means he is dissabled,yo hes got dissabilities,
he cnt fit in rap battles,
count 4rm 1 to 50 nd then along da way pick up nd add 2,52 pickup,
dropin lyns dat are lyk pick up lyns,
barakon u fucked up by 52 pickup,
non the less no homo these rappers ar sucked up by THE REAPER.

IM THE REAPER

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Hold a DJ hostage; tell him to spin some shit
You just pissed cuz you illiterate
My rhymes got you nervous
You must be jitterin
Why rap, what's the purpose?
You'll never win

I'll take my little kid
and put him on Riddlin
before i listen
to your shit
Yall can fiddle with instruments

But Even with a good beat
You'll never have a good song
Your raps don't even rhyme
You ain't worth any more of my time
So
So long

i asure u rapers u told it 2 ma face,
bt u all rap shit lyk rhyms are produced in da ass,
i thot me droppin those lyns wil make u to rap wise,
bt obviously u rap trash,
trigonometri mathemathics im fuckin all ur mom 90 degrees dog style then increase it 180 degrees,
my lyns back,u couldn't get coz dribled past you bt they aint messi,
i would give u a free advice,bt how cn i advice rapper who suck their dicks,
ur diss is no diss jst a diss that is to fyn lyk this,please do ur self a favour nd stop rappin crap lyk u comin out of sea,
my lyns ar like soure,get into barakon's dick nd cut it into two halfs then call 52pickup and bhf 2 eat lyk nobody's business,
no homo u niggas gt fucked in the ass,thats u gt to rap trash,
all of u cnt keep up wit me when i ride ur moms lyk horse,
let me jst press pause nd hear wat u gotta say.
Please dont write an essay,
so long.

IM THE REAPER

Let me guess you were drinking a M.G.D.
when suddenly you came up with your rap name
you thought yeah that would be great..a phat name
If he changed the G in that name to a Z he he
that's what's up that's what's happening...
than quick closed the door an strapped in his invisible bat wing...
who knew someone like Homer Simpson would try to participate in the rap game
Structure, flow,
punches that strike hard and hit with a blow
are all of the things you are lacking
who is it exactly in this rap battle that you are attacking?
your still stuck sucking down below impacting
penis to become what he eats 'cum' "to be" 'cum'.. genius
Brains? "or not to be" a piece of dirt the way I make him out to be
hygienist
he sucks with a meanness and has more suction than used in surgery for breast reduction
like Coming To America I keep my royal penis in cleanness
like a V8 he needs it to lean less
cause even my sperm is super
I'll make your head spin in circles like the super dooper looper
I'll make you learn new maneuvers
I got an attachment for ya cause you suck more than hoovers
I don't need to battle rap you ill just scoop you up with the pooper scooper

press play,oh no wait a sec,
u strangled me wit ur lyn on ma neck,
wat are u,are black or back from the v-neck,
i thot i told nt write an essay bt no u went ova dat nd write a narrative essac,
i knw dat u wont get coz my lines will destroy ur mouth jst like plaque,
all the shit u wrote there aint countin jst lyk ur small jack,
jack daniels do u drink dat,IM THE REAPER i jst reap the jack,
nd daniels wil be left 4 you jst suck,
my dick is so big,i fucked ur mom last night nd my dick got stuck,
your dad is shinin like glass nd when he saw me fuckin your mom he got a crack on his cock,
my nigga u are allowed 2 mine under me bt u are allowed undermine me,
scripter u top rapper bt u not on top of me
i can tal by your lyns that u are jst a fucking sissy,
u smoked grass nd nw u are too drizzy,
thats why u write dizzy,
eat taste that nigga its to cheesy,
i repeat if u reply again plz dnt writ an essay or ur beyond 1 the essac

IM THE REAPER

Okay, take your face off the keyboard and think when you type
You're rap skills, or lack thereof, don't even put up a fight
So just call it a night. Before I put you to sleep
In a fuckin pine box and leave you six feet deep.
How you gonna rap and you can't spell? Grab a fuckin dictionary.
Paintin fake images in your lines like you were playin pictionary
You're better off battlin 52pickup or bhf
Then pretending be a reaper only to meet death.

i am your REAL father,FAKE ass nigga
sent jick saw to come n kill your
check my nick name its king dee,now u goin to put me
six feet under,niga u goin to make me an underground king dee,
then i come after your soul and reap it off till you beg and plea,
since you cant get what im sayin i suggest you consult a dictionary,
your dont make coz you posted a quick reply,
you a BARAKON i shoot your fat ass with bazooka,officially
your lines make no sence coz they come changing tunes
just like the voice of nicki,
there lines that you dont want to cross[lines of symetry],
its nigga nometry,
Before you diss me just go advanced coz all your lines are not balanced,

IM THE REAPER

"Silence I kill you" like Achmed
your a puppet son you play like the reaper a soul keeper.. that's dead
not literal I mean the whole trend
the shits pitiful
the whole scheme for fucks sake
what will it take
to get rid a you
your like passed gas
in the city swimming pool
evacuating everyone with your stink all the women too
your kinda daft a lemming who
ask for death the reaper true and dropped straight off a cliff
so now every time I take a shit I think of you
cause your a waste Mr hanky the Christmas poo
your better off sticking with Pictionary
cause we all know you don't be looking up words in the dictionary
you know its true
you talk about balance but can't even ride a bike cause you get biked bitch the bike ends up biking you
you should be on wheel of fortune as much as you been asked to buy a clue
Talk about guns and shit bitch your just a lier too
next you'll say you sell drugs but the truth is your just a buyer fool

scripter whats up with you?
That shit you wrote there aint lyk 0.00002,
i spit my lines nd put you in a corma to,
whats that?you busy coughin out shit lyk a person that has a flu,
you cant get rid of me unless if you get rid you,
i diss and point you but i promise you i will never dissapoint you,
i will always make sure that i send my lines 2 slap you,
niggas call me M.Z.D. but its father 2 you,
i came crushng on your mama nd produced you.

i thoght you suckers would manage to keep it gangster whithout me
you keep taking steps back couse you dont want to follow me
this is the rap batlle not girls fight
am so fly you may see me when you take a flyt

ok lets get the girls to sleep bhf is in the wap
i own the shit they call me spinder
ama rip your asses apart nd let devil play his part
that lil shit you got is not a private part
drinking wine made out of your blood thats real party
i run the city wit no political party
no for real how many times must i say you nigger weak
you cant crush me even if i let you rap for the whole week
my absents clearly show that whithout me the is no work
just like jonny it will be better if you walk
nigger you are def you cant talk


BHF MR COOL

you bald headed fucker, you need to look up rhymes in the dictionary,
i'm like the grim reaper (the meanings there go deeper) anyway, picture me,
beating you down, not just lyrically but physically,
get you so tongue tied you end up in hospital, injured critically,
i've been known for making a kids fate fatal,
in this instance i'll have you spitting so bad, the problem'll become nasal,
and the disease will make you breath through your anal - rectum,
choke on the floor bitch, most people do and i let 'em,
(get taking this as a lesson)

fuck walking like jonny, rather get running so much faster,
or prepare to eat porridge through a straw. that alright, ronny barker?

Seriously though none of you dumb bitches are lyrical
ever time I read this weak shit its a weak review
I think maybe one day there will be a fucking miracle
and one of you dumb fools
will listen to what rap really sounds like on the stereo
You all got game
but get played like your Mario
I'm shrinking you all down to size
and taking all nine lives of these cats
and setting traps
like shit dipped in cat nip
hung tight on a camel toe.
Cause pussies stay queeven
after they get fucked
they say "Oh God" like I'm something to believe in
your just a hairy hoe
you lick the semen off your mom's chin
from sailors she be seeing below
like a movie dick yeah there he blows
I'm inhuman like I'm Heman
I truly am a decan
your pussy like a beacon
more like she - ra
your the bitch I stick my dic in
Talking about the reaper
I'll throw you into the Deep blue
you and your beeper too
on the deep end
so you can get a blues clue
ill leave you
as something for a shark to sink their teeth in
and make you a grey skull by the end of the week end.
cause your silly sounding like Milli Vanilli the truth is your mom's is Gonna miss you
really I'll stop at the bitches house to drop her off a tissue
your exploited like a tabloid like your subscribed
your buying every issue
you bitches must have a thing for being dominated
cause I dominate tricks
like I'm the Jeffery dom of the matrix
you all like the way I dish you

no direct punches? watch this, it's time for a crunch,
i'm taking your credit like i'm eating extra for lunch,
eating for two, i've been fed beef, now have some more back,
i'll hold your head underwater 'til you crack, after i'll even call you a quack,
you're worse than a recession, this time you'll be double dipped,
i've got my mouth, i'm equipped, so i'm rewriting this script,
but i own all the rights, you're a slave to my trade,
and the game's got you like a bitch, but it's you that's being played,
so what's this about being lyrical? i'm literally a miracle,
the myans have suggested my lyrics are like 21/12/12 - beyond fearful,
i've got quadruple your energy; MC squared equals me,
i'm confident it's one - nil to shootah, against EvilD

I really doubt that shoota
this site is setup as a server
you try to hack me and you'll be back to eating Gerber
maybe your just retarded or just a slow learner
I could build this site as a mirror over and over
so that the whole world can fuck you like your hoe girl
that puts the cheese on your burger
you mentioned EvilD that's like asking for a murder
the only thing you got your mouth open for is to receive my packets
like ports open minded like a birded
while I brute force attack your grandma and hang her on a girder
your just cattle you prude I prod I'm the herder

you're hardly a herder, infact hardly anyone's even heard ya,
round 2 of being roasted, if it reaches the third, i'll cut you into burgers,
and "server" you up, but you're hardly fine dining,
by the sounds of your verses, more a consistent whining,
fuck your packets, you've had it, game over, you lose,
0 lives left bitch, like the rabbit that's what you get when you snooze,
go ahead, "brute force attack" my grandma, you might find she's a wolf,
and then little red typing hood, you can take a walk,
i'm not just asking for murder, but something more of an assasination,
more of a challenge to you, to do something other than masturbation,
like JFK, you weren't just ripped, you were blown away,
but i cant say you're "above" me, when you're still spitting like your tooth's got decay.

Shoota your not shoota not like most people would think
cause the only thing being shot is my load in your girls pretty pink
I left you some brains so now you can think
think you have some good punches
but only in the coolaid that you drink
because I drop bomb shells bitch I roll over you like I'm a tank
The worlds ninth wonder is starting to fucking stink
why open your mouth
I think the fox smells his own hole cause whore your extinct
or the wolf in this case.. I take out little red riding hood and put Rambo in her place
your just a small mission for my skills your just a waste
The only JFK assassination taking place is all the times you yelled shoota and I masturbated in your face
he is a true patron he took two asses in his eye for his nation what yall think?
See I didn't even try the last round cause bitch your a fucking disgrace
you have no real punches except for when your sister puts you in your place
And she knocks your dumb ass out screaming "bitch get a taste"
knocking all your teeth down your throat like Chiclets in a race
you got some hot shit here
so I build a fertilizer bomb and have it blow up in your place
It's sad too cause once it's done humpy dumpties men could put you back together again cause you both have the same smell, look, and taste
taste as in you are uncoordinated you couldn't find a whore who would ever date
Someone with more diseases then they have in their cunt is nothing compared to whats growing on your face
How you gonna try to use my own lines on me in the same context with a few letter just replaced
Do you even write your own shit
naw you just use copy and then you paste
you don't get the picture
and the picture is a rested set of balls a foretaste
stretch out across your face
The only reason your spitting is so you can lap up your saliva to get a better taste
Who you think your fucking with I don't play games bitch I build them it's my passion
your passion...your trash man dick it's the only thing you embrace

Scripter,take off the sweater,
u spittin lines that cn be shut down like a computer,
fake ass nigger ama break ur back wit may line nd u will suffer from paraghea,
fuck it,u drop bombs.the only bombs drop ar fake bombs that u got from shootah,
kil u both with my sharp knife IM THE REAPER,
you rap shit like u some sort of a fake public speaker,
u unheard raper,u make a lot of senceless noice wit ur fake lines,u just a lame speaker,
take ur hands off da key pad nd put them on the heard ama leave u surprised nd shocked,
nigger u under me like planted seed,
just fucking gay,to day its ur period,
nigger bleed,
that shit u droped there is a full defination of a wack nigger,u dead.

IM THE REAPER

M.Z.D. you don't even have the vo..cab..u..lary
of a little boy who just aged today he just..
he just turned three
but you..
you have no excuse
your a grown man
dam come on man geeze
why don't you think your shit out
before you come at me
your like a pussy fart
cum art.. homie
I get in the rhythm
and you come along and kill the beat
speak.. for fuck sake it's annoying
I mean
is it just me?
do you even take the time ta rhyme
or look words up in the dictionary?
do you know what hip-hop means?
you dumb drone fairy queen
calling me fake is foolish
I ain't down with your foolery
If I came to take it
and make it your eulogy
your life
it wouldn't be worth the price
of the bullet see
cuz the only thing that's fake
is you your wife and her jewelery
and that bitch is triflen
I would even screw it eeee
but I know a few other dudes who would do it
just wait and see
The Reaper?
really come on seriously
I will spit life at ya make you see
bring you back to life and kill ya g
on the regular ill do it to you repeatedly
your more like evanescence give and take your essence
ill X King Dee

scripter man,
i see u thnk u a man,
im wonderin hw is it possible that shit like you becomes a man,
nigger u ar point less,same as your dad's dick,your dick is small and your da 2,my wife can fuck you both at the same time and u wil do none,
your knows that im a sex machine,
i dont knw the meanin of hip-hop,i wil REAP u off and then show u the defination,
i understand why u call your self scripter,check all your diss at the end they all say ''last edited'' that mean u always prepare your scripts evrytime,
proof,hw long have been telling me about dictionary,a thousand times evrythin,
my lines wil destroy right through your cell membrain,
nigger u are my product,i shot your mom with ma sperm bullets when she was still a virgine,
then she gave birth 2 u,the stupid nigger with no brain,
your brain is so plain,
my breaks are loose thats why i rap non-stop like a fast train

IM THE REAPER

Well, that was awful, but you already knew that
Only bull shit comes out your mouth, so I guess you chew scat
Yeah, do that, you newfag. And leave rap to the guys who can
Everytime I read your rhymes I just wish you'd get banned
But my hammer has a different function
It'll send this bullet in your stomach and make you spill your lunch and
I don't need to go hard or flow hard to kill you
I say one line and tear your muscle from your sinew
So when your mommy comes and asks "Baby, who hit you?"
Keep your fucking mouth shut or Bara's coming to get you.

Aight M.Z.D. ill be real with you for a minute
so you think you know what a man is like you been there or you been it
let me draw you a scene like from chronicles of riddick
by the time I was fifteen I was emancipated bitch quit it
I had to put my school work on pause because the bread I had to get it
so when you talk about my dad hommie you really sound pathedic
So when I said "I go get it" I fucking really meant it
your shit is probably real too all fucked up and demented
so relax ill burn ya like gasoline high octane I don't use that unleaded
you think your a sex machine but the truth is it's just how you get it
you think people don't memorize lines in cypher before they said it
your really don't know what hip hop means you dumb fool bitch just forget it

scripter ill fuck ya girl then send you a picture//
i dick-tate that pussy she say i remind her of hitler//
but she like it even better when im behind and stiff her//
what the fuck you thinkin tryna diss the bitch above you//
she had my dick in her mouth and you kissed that bitch that love you ..ew

Dizzy you really are dizzy aren't you
cause your as fake a blow up doll or a cartoon
You just sound gay like you want me to lick your dick your sick dude
Maybe you should go fuck her brother too

wtf scripter ? shit u sound like a dumb stripper
i prolly twisted yo sister - dissed her - call up ya mamma and hit her
split her den spit on her and told her catch me later like geofrey daumer
every punch is a bomber - pull the plug - hes a gonner

The only plug you be pullin is outta a fat chick and pigs before you begin screwin ham
like a cow on it's period you go down on all those fluids man
you got your head locked you probably can't breath but you keep moving in
he thinks hes hot shit but the truth is he is hot shit now as much as he kept moving in
You think your the predator but the truth is homie you the lamb
I beat your head in thin so it's easier for you ta get a tan
I'll make your teeth dance like to a new rhythm band
down your throat and have you tied to elastic strand
looking like elastic man
hanging wrapped in plastic
have you looking spastic out in no man land
you think your fantastic
your raps will just get canned
with lockz served and labeled "Shit flavored Spam"
you get your ass kicked when I start written man
I'm like your uncle Sam
you can't put the bill
so now you look daffy we all laugh him
I start with your right hand
tie it off till its turning blackin an
no blood till its lacking and beat you every day till your ribs are cracked and your subtracting thin
so bad your body starts lacking oxygen
loosen the slack in the tie and off hand just off his hand
use it to give him a back hand and than give him a helping hand
rip it off and throw it at his man I give it to him back again
set him up in a one hand stand on a full keg with stand
seeing how much he can withstand
while I keep pouring battery acid into his prostate gland and
breaking his elbow slow the one doing the keg stand
so hes taking an L though and on his crown lands
so hard his asshole pushes all aligned right too
and ripped right up through till it becomes his Thyroid gland that's why he talks poop
for you bitch your punches are not an assault they have no flavor
just something I would just add salt too
you thought you were a star but your a stun double bitch now take two

i've only been away for what? 3 or 4 days?
and the puns you bitches have played on each others names are like the plague-
old, almost dead, and if not - well on their way,
i mean yeah scripter, he's dizzy, but your lines struggle to stand straight,
its alright writing verses the size of two bibles,
but try using some fresh lines, nothing recycled i.e. no revivals,
unless its to overcompensate for something your missing,
an underachiever; probably a result of a lack of listening,
his lines might not have flavour, but mine do, they're crisp like one of walker's,
there's far too many on here who aren't even artists, but talkers (especially you),

so next time you hit back, make sure it's a hit, no pussyfootin',
no words behind backs either, i've eyes everywhere - i'm lookin'

yo shootha I'm not sure who your talking too
you don't either your dreaming
your sleep walking hip-hoping
like a kangaroo who
stepped in shit it stuck at a pit stop it stuck to you
you think your hip-hop
but just stop it
you miss target
you hardly threw
you don't punch squat
cause when you swing your shit shoe
is stuck like a deep suction sunk in dodo
the truth is your like a Polly pocket fairy
you get hanged by the neck a key locket
your too shallow a tool
the only better for you
would be to become a deep socket
you fit just right around big cock bolts and screws
to find a real beat you need to beat a retreat ta die just eat walkman
and hulk and spit up your street talk than
I say again "who you talking too"
I leave you paved
peeved with razor sharp cleets
you be missing teeth you wont soon
big giving head again bitch you'll be giving tooth
with your face stomped in with a big Johnson telephone booth
left with your head in the john son who you stepping too
I just flush you like a floater I used the whole ocean to be pacific dude

The lack of script slowly paved your head to crush on concrete,
am a rapping behemoth smashing on 4 feet,biting necks with cold teeth coloring bed sheets

The lack of script slowly paved your head to crush on concrete,
am a rapping behemoth smashing on 4 feet,biting necks with cold teeth coloring bed sheets

I'll bash your head on concrete, then my feet smash in teeth
Then leave you bloodied up and beat on a fuckin busy street
Ripping out your throat so this might be hard to swallow
You weren't good yesterday or today, you won't be tomorrow
The way you spit is truly shit, while I am rapping ill
The only reason you're lights O.U.T.'s cause you can't pay the bills
Don't ever step to me or think your bestin' me
Cause in the nick of time, I'll come in and check you, B
Baseball bat to the groin will sterlize you
Lights Out for now, Barakon devenomized you