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Your a Hen so you keep cluckin
Doe you need bars
I'll leave you leaking...
gutted by the screen door
he thinks hes a hero?
then he must gotta needle in his arm
but ill show him a rope a dope
I'm a south pole
and your just small game you fucking retard
Ya' just a keystroke --an expendable memory, easily nipped.Quote:
Originally Posted by Scripter
Lock down ya' lyrics before you spit --ya' script just got flipped.
Nail that shit to ya' dome before you step in the arena.
Ya' barricade is broken, leave ya' flooded without FEMA.
YOu look Baked
.... Your Style's Fake
You say you Babe Ruth
But Bae, someones got 2 break it 2 you
The only pussy that's soft is you
No other rapper soft like you
You brown & Sticky like poop
You tha type a nigga to freeze in tha booth
Got a vanerial disease you fucking pussy
Can't rhyme worth shit, just quit
You can't fucking spit
If you wrote my music, I'd be sad as shit
I've met bitches badder than you
The black n white always tell truth
I'm 100% better than you
Wake n' take ya' cake --put the aim on your cranium.
Cock back the titanium --ONE SHOT and Giant's slainin' em.
I'll take your head off and use it to play ping pong
I'll put an end to a giant like those dudes in king kong
A Giant bitch your lyinQuote:
Originally Posted by Giant.
pulling stunts like the kebbler elf would be tryin
like a mouse tryin to mount a lion
could be MC but shes still not amounting lyin
no she won't line up to the task or the ass
but you can't blame her doe for tryin
your punches are shit
the only script you flipped
was the one wrote on my dick
when you lifted it
and gobbled where I scribbled lick
so those syllables you spit were actually mine
you called that a diss .. unstoppable
I'll beat this moron faster than... his brain damage
I'm closing in the forecasts are blasting in storms windows
shit will get drastic fast he better haul ass before I trash this man
I''ll slap you.. you'll think it is illusion
I'll put script in a air... like a librarian
I''ll slap you.. you'll think it is illusion
I'll put script in a air... like a librarian
^ The above display was a play of crap, slap across the ass with 1000 thumbtacks
a much smaller number and size of the pricks that enter near your buttcrack.
A million miles dont count for shit when yer goin nowhere fast
Yer whole personas shitty, you're your only source for ass
You can't measure yourself up to me. I'm diamond .. you're shitQuote:
Originally Posted by Dadiator
You have no skills, why are you a lawyer.. you'll lose every case B
if it don't rhyme why even rap? waste my time, why even scrap?
if I wrote that bad I'd bite down on that crown with that cyanide cap
this thread is for beginners.. losers, not winners,
Mordycai i murder mics with words, verses, curses and my fingers,
make you choke on the rope that you're swinging from,
but it's hardly a loss - none of your rhymes'll go living on
i'll leave you with this, one final punch to take the piss,
you might spit a bit better if out your arse you took your fists.
BEEP BEEP BEEP!! It's the "guy with no penis alarm", and it's aimed at you!
Stop trying to find replacement penises still attached to other men, it's uncouth.
Your English is mediocre even though you come from the U.K.
You won't get any street cred when you approach dudes like "please say that you gay"
Mordycai? More like horrid-lines with the poorest-rhymes!
Why you acting glorified? You gotta that ostritch flow..not even sorta-fly!
Phalanx your shit is whak you're slower than a turtle
I'll kick you in the balls so you sound like steve urkle
Players tyna hustle,
bust when they can't rhyme
I'm king o this jungle I gleam from a spit shine
Fuck this lame.. Gay claims make me wish he'd never been born
Cause only thing Dribz spits hot is his bf's jizz when it's still warm
The Great Father decrees-
The smart move in life is to never do a Dad diss
Christmas is cancelled! Santa's got no package!
If you the father I'm Atheist, You couldn't battle me with 80 writs/
Over zealous god's gift to ya-self, truly bro - nobody gives a shit...
The magically amazingly legendary Great Father decrees-
absolute sucks on guy wiener and snacks on the ooze
his existence is pointless like non-alcoholic booze
AbsolutE, 100 proof, Check the Status you Minor/
Your weak shit can't get "no hits" like a wak "youtube viner"/
Define who's finer - one hit to quit with one liners - This nigga is finished/
Dadiator? what the fuck does that mean? After me you'd be called "diminished"/
...good riddance!
How dare you act in a matter so fruity.Quote:
Originally Posted by AbsolutE
You are only happy when a man pounds your patootie.
You're wearing a blouse... YOU'RE WEARING A BLOUSE!!!!!!
You break down crying and screaming when you see a mouse.
You spoon with men, you want to feel pretty
Too bad nothing you say is sensical or witty
Patootie?! Hahaha... and Sensical?! That's not a word just because nonsensical is! Yo, bust it:
It's not commonsensicle or sensible to think that "sensical"'s credible/
Son that's hysterical: you don't realize that word's not comprehensible//
Ya rhymes are edible -- cake lines -- to sweet to be gritty/
But contain just the right elements to sustain being SHITTY//
Damn it's a pitty that you resort to fake quotes to battle me/
I'm done with this "baby" battle, b, this "sucker" can't even "rattle me"//
You went to school? You paid attention in English. Good.
It's a shame that you take such effort imitating Evan Rachel Wood.
You have the street cred of a pothole and the depth of a puddle.
How the fuck do your words say fight while your actions say cuddle?
What does Evan Rachel Wood have to do with English, ya goon?!/
That Cuddle line's as played out as an episode of Loooney Toons!//
I'm straight street, on the block like a mail box - and you on the corner/
Your whole gangsta facade is see-through like a show on time warner//
You're claiming to be street? You're Sesame, I'm Elm.
Yeah yeah, you heard that before? That line? Swell.
I don't pretend to be a gangsta, you should stop being a fibbie.
You were on tv as the protagonist for sex and the city.
You?! Freddie?!
Your rhyme scheme's the real "Nightmare" - my game's above your realm/
Call me Jason, i'll decapitate your helm and lumberjack your Elm!//
Fuck yeah I get SEX in the City, you still strokin' PALMela HANDerson/
My rhymes too sick, no allergin -- My Game STUART like kristen - while this glitterboy's homo like pattinson!//
(try and keep up with the wordplay)
Decapitate my helm? Quit making up stuff just for a rhyme scheme.Quote:
Originally Posted by AbsolutE
It's crime scene when I rhyme clean, I'll see you die mean. Try me.
Your game is playing manhunt and hunting for men.
You check F for your gender, surrender before I deal a career ender...
Oops, that'd suggest you had one to begin with. Fraudulence!
Your other personalities consist of your so-called "audience".
Chicks refer to you as "that guy who steals our men".
Dudes call you "that fruit who tried to give us head".
Freddy vs. Jason - Jason Vorheese kills Freddy Kreuger by decapitation. You consistantly use fake quotes, cake boy. Nice try...Quote:
Originally Posted by Dadiator
It's a Crime Scene when you rhyme clean? More like "mean" as in "average" - I'm SAVAGE!/
I'll damage ya frame and package the remains and lose them in the sea like a claim for lost baggadge!
Yet you still manage to make random facts up like an ass-hole/
I Monopolized this rap game, getting past me? Nigga You haven't even started let alone pass-go/
I'm a rascal - more like king kong when i'm swinging my arms/
the type to bring ya harm , better ring the alarms!/
Riots? I Insite those! My foes? Ignite Those!/
You don't wanna press my buttons just like a typo/
A'ight so, this is the cyph' so I'll spit typed flow.
Type so, raw, like I bleed on the page.
Can't touch my keys, they sharper than razor blades.
Blaze the style, Jimmy Bones a wild Boy like MGK..
Come up like Dante's escape, from hell...
Devil came to check and only found my empty cage.
Phantom possessin the cypher, and I'mma out rap this dude.
I am the the was, the is and always will be "Absolute".
I have no retort for one who brags about screwing "wild" guys in a "diss" thread...Quote:
Originally Posted by JBDaPhantom
Jimmy's Bone's Da Phantom - YOU even admit ya dick don't exist/
You Homo-eroticism Feindin' shit - Wit you emo razer blades slittin' wrists//
I demolish writs and close the pearly gates in yo face like unto Dante/
My harsh bars comin' at you hotter than picanté - But let me not flash my skills too much cause you'd want to see my prick like the Full Monte//
I'll have you chokin' harder on my pistol then on ya man's meat-missle/
And you can't EVER! OUT-(W)RAP ME , NIGGA, LIKE A MUSLIM ON CHRISTMAS!//
Meat missile?!
meat missile?!!
meat missile?!!!
meat missile?!!!!
...
MEAT MISSILE?!!!!!
The Great Father inquires why you asked to Bone Jimmy in subvertive text.
Avert whats next, which is a guy squirting down your neck.
I surmise that you've never read The Divine Comedy, you don't even know the reference.
Your citations are far from straight, just like your sexual preference.
The great master over here decrees, that this wanna-be father needs to learn to read/
No one believes the propoganda you "decree" - You're more like mother nature: beggin' men to deliver unto you there seeds!/
You see - obviously I read the Divine Comedy: Hense the closed gates to Dante reference - Stupid ass, READ!/
Oh and believe, my 'RAP GAME' must be 'homo' the way i'm "fucking this nigga up!" - bitch, please.../
Stop it, man-kisser, your punches are missers
Your "alternative" lifestyle will lead to anal fissures.
Your rap game is homo, it reflects your life decisions.
When you get married, you will be in the wife position.
Shut it, you girly little miscreant, your attempts produce giggles.Quote:
Originally Posted by AbsolutE
Your five minutes of fame never started, you are soft like jello jiggles.
Life style decisions? Ha...and another fake post - who would have guessed.
Life decisions reflect life, sure:
I "fuck men up" when I go for the "low-blow": no homo!/
Your masculenity reflects your skills: both shits's a no-show!/
My skills produce giggles because you're the only one not getting my riddles/
Your raps are played out like broke fiddles - and fading fast verse me like dribbles of piddle/
You rap but lack no middle - no heart - no truth/
No Slooth needed to realize this "youth"'s a "babe" to the game like "ruth"/
And these fake quotes is so uncouth - the only person diggin' them IS you/
You have to make up fake ups to rap against me "successfully" - don't agree then scroll up for proof!/
Look, you crazy guy-screwer, you are always homo on all of your actions.
The fact that you poorly hide it is a great detraction.
Thine credances doth swelter in lore yonder, foul wench.
Forsooth, valiant Great Father doth plodder thine soul in a trench.