Diss the bitch above you!

bitch i'll take 3 shots and bounce them of ya dome
your acting big but compared to me ur jus a gnome
your hit the chyper circut just to drop pre-writs
but everytime you drop all you come with is meager wits
m16's spits are the main feature at a antique store
i'll be back bitch and melt your shit down like the term i nat or

clown

ya tink ya good wid ya lyrics and ya crappy words/
usin adjectives and all those shitty verbs/
u shud be scared mufa fuka, u betta be afraid/
some of the lines ur usin cum from tht band aid/
ur gettin all worked up about it/
u no ur just a pile of shit/
come bk wen ya not at ya mothers tit/
i cant be arsed with ya, mufa fuka - thats it . . .

WHO THE FUCK YOU CALLING CLOWN?
Psykosis you should know i studied the fuck out hit and run?
talking head cuz when it comes down you really don't want none//
threes and dome? nigga ill break u wit my bare hands i dont need crome
strangle you wit the cord of your own microphone u cant set the tone...
I remember when you asked people about mults;
trying to elevate look at your record nigga i guess you lost your hopes/
im not even throwing punchs kid and i have your bitch ass on the ropes...

Psykosis

-gnome- wat kind of an insult is tht/
of corse the word dome comes wid it in da pak/
uv just gon in da rhym book to get ya rhymin words/
of corse thts not gonna get ya in wid any of the birds/
id give up now before i nok ya bak to ya bed/
cos just like ur words, they hav ended up ded . . .

onesmallstep, you wont be able to walk, ill stamp on ya head/
try me, ill do to you what i did to your mum, put you back in bed/
you come here with your lame ass rhymes, give up, ill end your time/
come back when you can spit real wordz, spit a real line/
ill take you and your krew to the next level, think you can take me on?/
never, i wont let you, so just go back home little boi, i am the don/

ur not the don, u just cum from, that shitty place u call home/
u sed ya giv ma mam a bone/
u can hav her, she no use to me/
all she ever did was cook ma tea/
all she will do is take ya down/
just like im about to do/
give up, just hand me the crown . . .

She`ll take me down alright/
ye down my pants in the middle of the night/
ill make her do it, and when shes done/
the only youll be spittin in my cum/
so come back later, and stop pretendin to be a hater/
gimme the crown back, its obviious your a faker!/

i dnt think ma mum wud stoop tht low/
just after last night, given ya dad a blow/
ya dad wasnt complainin though/
just like our mate laura, he gave her the toe/
all you amatures out there wont get tht/
so go home and please dont ever come back . . .

you obviously dont know your mother well enough/
she did stoop that low, she even brought in the furry handcuff/
and when it comes to YOUR mate laura, dont tell me about her/
cos ill murk you and her, no matter the weather/
you tell me to go home? i am home bitch, wake up/
you even mention your name in your rhyme, "amature" so HURRY UP and GIVE UP/

i dnt no my mother well enough! i dnt care/
she is sweaty and got grease in her hair/
why am i dissin my own mother anyway/
its ur i shud be dissin after yesterday/
she fucked up bad wen i had her in ur room/
she spunked first and she ate it with a spoon/
thts enough about each other mothers/
lets just keep this all about each other . . .

ye bitch your scared of me dissin your mother?/
well wait till i start on you, ill show you whos the real gouverner/
fuckin woman, ill murk you, no need for a gun/
bitch, you think im serious, i diss you for fun/
you know we should take this to front lines/
but you know you cant cos ill end your time/

u end my time !
ill track ya down/
get ya with ma nine/
remember tht crown?/
yeah, thts still mine/
ill pay of ya mother with just a dime/
i dont consider tht as a crime/
cos ya mother, yes she is fine/
now thts the end/
u clown/
iv just put ya down/
peace !

bitch you cant track you own house down/
all this gun talk, you fuckin clown/
remember you cant put me down that easy/
bitch with my punchlines, ill make you queasy/
and that crown, you say is yours/
its mine, and the queen, thats your whores!

u mentioned my talk of guns, tell me where i sed tht/
u must be readin summat else ya thick stupid prat/
u can hav the crown, its makes u look good/
all the crown makes u is a big fuckin dud/
ur to bothered about gainin the crown/
wen the true reward is beatin u to the ground . . .

bitch, come to front lines, im calling you out, come on/
ill fucking murk you, like hitler to a jew, im the don/
you coming or not, too scared, you know my rhymes are hot/
ill take you to my favourite spot, make sure i kill you, the lot/
so come on bitch, get to front lines/
ill show you, with my crappest rhymes!

so ur tellin me all those lines are ur worst/
i thort u was tryin ur best, im just feadin ur thurst/
wen i am through, ill be callin u a herse/
cos u wont be able to breath, ull need more than a nurse/
sayin them things has put u unda my curse/
and to brake it, u will hav to cum up with a fukin good verse . .

did i say they were my worst, no bitch, i said i can do better/
your feadin my thirst, youll be wearing, although u cant get no wetter/
your sweatin like jacko in a nursey, bitch you know you cant face me/
cos when you look at my rhymes, you know they are dope, you see/
so quit all this bitch talk and come to front lines/
you know it makes sense, we get to take piss outta ur rhymes!

what the fuck? ^ was that a verse or a story?
abstract disses thrown in with self glory
straight boring, that makes me wanna shut my eyelids
n' fuck elevatin'..... i'd prefer Sylentz

fuck six lines.

fuck u genocide/
run home to ya mumma and hide/
she will be sat there sukin ya dads dik/
wishin wen she was younger, she got ta pik/
as u got older, the head on ur shoulder, turned to shit/
this caused damage and made it hard to transmit . .

Ha ha ha.. you're weak as fuck.. a nursery rhymer
Think you've got black roots.. pssh.. your dad was a miner
Fuck u genocide - that's a killer line.. you're hot
Getting down with men.. yeah.. you hit the crack spots
Overall your verse predicts that you'll be gone in time
'Cos that was OneSmallStep for man.. one giant leap for retardkind

baa baa blak sheep this welsh cunt jackin off to wool/
Spittin so much shit he got 3 bags full/
Mister mister when u type does it cause a blister?/
Drifter to so when i kill ya nobodys gonna mis ye/

drifter, you should drift further, to the end of the earth/
bitch after last night your mum should give birth/
you were a mistake, like your lame ass rhymes/
you see, your lines, when they that wack they should be crimes/
you aint worth dissin, so youll be missin/
when i finshed with you, youll hit the headlines/
"little gay Missing" all over the front page, bitch ill end your time!

drifter drifter wat a prik/
ya mam got pregnant by ya dads pin dik/
ya lyrics are shit, why waste the time/
u need to learn summat, maybe from my rhyme/
now go home to ya shity little bin/
and dnt come bk, dont evan begin/
ur hopeless life is involved around beggin. . .

ye this board is called diss the bitch above you!/
can you not read or are you fuckin hebrew/
learn from your rhymes, bitch i learnt more from watchin grass grow/
maybe you should return when u can spit, got a better flow/
believe, you shouldnt be here, my rhymes are distinct/
you belong outside a shop, begging, in the precinct!

sylentz, I'm about violence/ thats why you'll see me in the paper more than kobe bryant/ oh wait, can you even read, cuz you cant even spell your name correct/ I mine as well show up on your door steps and give you the dirct effect/ face it man youre garbage/ you belong in a wheelchair cuz youre half retarded/ you still need a lil practice at this/ get rid of that wackness/ cuz youre still an amateur/ man I've already made it to the top and got a manager/ my rhymes are twice as hard as ya dick will eva be/ I throw my rhymes at ya extremely heavily/

haha this kid talks about i "gotz-a-managa"
nugga Atler EgoZ Inc. "Will-Damaga-Ya"
fuckin wit us is likea sin..it wont be lifted//
so fuck the company u claimin...cuz ur not gifted//
if u gotta deal y u still-rappin-here//
maybe cuz ur bullshit neva even tryed to start-a-carrer//
u probly a lil 15 year old kid from the hood//
always doped up in to sum thin no good//
i think ur lien about the record-company...
cuz i got 9 post..that means ur a-..newbie...
some say im iliterit other jus say in tired n worn//
becuase u aint read ur flow...cuz i dont read paragraph form...

I'll murder this cat this aint even a diss its a fuckin wrape/
0-3<<<< i laugh at your damn attempts to fuckin attack/
This dudes way past and beyond the levels......of wack/
But, hey my guy I'll cut you a little bit of "fucking slack/
Least you make attempts to rap...lol pussy

shut this cat up blast this foo with my m-16/
pow pow dead bitch/
Get deda bitch/
6 feet under/
my gunda/
feel my thunda/
ho you aint want no tundra/
ill crush you/
im bone crusher/
smash you into grits and spits/
fits that you cant fit no more/
Ho!

haha, golden your more like fuckin bronze/
i heard better rhymes from a kid who got fucked in the bronx/
your rhymes, you see, they as lame as can be/
bitch come back when you can let yourself go, be free/
you aint even worth wasting a verse on, fuckin herb/
bitch, the only thing youll be spittin properley is blood, after ya bit the curb/

Im here M16 since you literally begged me to come back
Joka why dont you come back to diss the bitch above you anymore stupid herb here i am

Aimed fa M16

This herb came to my battle juss to be merked
he probably typed my name juss to have his ass licked
M16 wit an actual gun...probably not happenin anytime soon
If he was in Iraq hed do like Bush would do till it was noon
duck fa cova this ho nigga is here for fun...whats his purpose?
to get some pantyhose n find three rappers to hold his dress

i wenteasy juss for your ego
now odnt get outta line again

Tha-joka, bitch your name matches your rhyming/
you got 30 seconds to get outta ma face, im timing/
your flow sucks, you say you went easy/
bitch my pinchlines, they will make you feel queasy/
fuck what you say i know you tried in that line/
bitch admit it you just like to think you can rhyme.

Sylentz ima tell u lika i did M16...
Fuckin wit me..its gonna get mean...
Ima type of nucca to not give a fuck//
u keepin typen that wack shit n im gonna buck//
im 0-3 n not ashamed to show it//
atleast i atempt to battle...yous no-weight..
dawg i aint battled for a half-a-year//
letts gp dawg i bet my lyrics end-ya-carrer//

*edit* SPELLING

joka your back "some challenge"..
I asked to come back cause it was started to get boring/
Look at golden cat raps I'm tired of mcs ive been floorin/
Throwing played lines joka........... dog must be hoeing/
I murder this nigga in the streets art.. "of just flowing/
beggin come on dog i laughed at u; i kno u be knowin/
I clowned u so bad about your record u even kept it from showing....
Pussy!!!!

And, da core dont even act like you punked me...
0-3 why over there acting like your able to bump me..
you wanna call names and go on front lines whats up -b-
this is the part where the shit gets torn and turns ugly...
even your moms doubt you but guess what she love me!!!!

Wanna talk all of that, try to spit like a llama
things are about to get pit ugly just like yo mama
toss his nonsense around more than a frisbee
he's in an akward place like an amish in the city
i'll get more flow then a titty produces juice
have u a rape victim, submitting this as proof

I RATHER OPEN YA CHEST TA PROVE AINT NO HEART IN YA WORK/ U A CLOWN AND LAST TIME NV CHECKED THAT SHIT STAY TA THE PEEWEES/ SO DAWG U GON HAVE TA UP YA GAME AND GET A COUPLE BUCKS FA YA FUCK WIT THE BOY YUNG NV/ I HEARD YA BATTLE AND JA RULE CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT/ IF U KEEP TA THE BARS U SPITTIN U GON HAVE TA JOIN NO LIMIT/ AND U KNOW P'S CAREER BEEN OVER/ :laugh: / OR BETTER YET/ U COULD JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND VIEW LEARN HOW TA RUN WIT THE BIG DAWGS/ THIS AINT THAT AVERAGE SHIT U HERE ON THE RADIO THAT SHIT U HERE ON THE BLOCK AFTER WE THEN TOOK A COUPLE OF SHOTS AND BURNED A COUPLE POUNDS OF HAZE/ ITS AMAZING THEY EVEN LET U GET ON THE FORUM/ I TELL U WHAT I'MA LAY BACK A COUPLE DAYS AND SEE IF U COME WIT SOME SHIT THAT GIVE ME THE MOTIVATION TA CLAP BACK/ U LIKE A NINE WIT OUT BULLETS AND THE ONLY NIGGA U SCARE IS LAMES AND FIENDS/ OH YEAH U BUM RUSH BY YA YUNG NV SO BUCKLE UP NEXT TIME U GET READY TA LAY DOWN SOME FAKE ASS BARS AND TELLEM NV TOLD ME TA GO TA BED BUT I REALLY WANNA BE A RAPPER

MIRKED BY NVus HOLLA AT YA BOY :gfy:

I RATHER OPEN YA CHEST TA PROVE AINT NO HEART IN YA WORK/ U A CLOWN AND LAST TIME NV CHECKED THAT SHIT STAY TA THE PEEWEES/ SO DAWG U GON HAVE TA UP YA GAME AND GET A COUPLE BUCKS FA YA FUCK WIT THE BOY YUNG NV/ I HEARD YA BATTLE AND JA RULE CAN DO BETTER THAN THAT/ IF U KEEP TA THE BARS U SPITTIN U GON HAVE TA JOIN NO LIMIT/ AND U KNOW P'S CAREER BEEN OVER/ :laugh: / OR BETTER YET/ U COULD JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP AND VIEW LEARN HOW TA RUN WIT THE BIG DAWGS/ THIS AINT THAT AVERAGE SHIT U HERE ON THE RADIO THAT SHIT U HERE ON THE BLOCK AFTER WE THEN TOOK A COUPLE OF SHOTS AND BURNED A COUPLE POUNDS OF HAZE/ ITS AMAZING THEY EVEN LET U GET ON THE FORUM/ I TELL U WHAT I'MA LAY BACK A COUPLE DAYS AND SEE IF U COME WIT SOME SHIT THAT GIVE ME THE MOTIVATION TA CLAP BACK/ U LIKE A NINE WIT OUT BULLETS AND THE ONLY NIGGA U SCARE IS LAMES AND FIENDS/ OH YEAH U BUM RUSH BY YA BOY YUNG NV SO BUCKLE UP NEXT TIME U GET READY TA LAY DOWN SOME FAKE ASS BARS AND TELLEM NV TOLD ME TA GO TA BED BUT I REALLY WANNA BE A RAPPER

MIRKED BY NVus HOLLA AT YA BOY :gfy:

i;m a lazy ass emcee as you can see theres no body i can beat //
unfortinatly you all ready made this easy for me, leaveing a ryhme so incomplete//
you better off locken the bathroom door while laying on the bath tub flooor beating your meat// passiontly i defeat your ass on a gulitine//stop fantasisen on silly ass dreams// in reality faggets be filling up that ass with gay love cream// hey now at least you can be part of a team// all next to eachother in spandax paints danceing on a high beam// carry a rain bow flag out of a rain bow colored cab blasting a sirening//

I guess you must be destined 2 destroy yourself
but if not I'll give you a lil help, jus fold the cards your dealt
cuz this aint your game you cant rhyme what more do I gotta explain,
I got more flow in my chain then whateva you could register in that puny brain
you from san diego it's all good the sniper rifle will take care of the range,
to be wacker then you is impossible but to be that wack
I didnt think it was possible, your horrible a sorry individual
who belongs in critical---condition I'll let the flow put you into submission
motherfuckas is gonna find you missin in the bottom of the lake where you be fishin

Dr. O Lol
Y I Smash On This Fucking Bitch Ass Little Coward/
Get Off My Dick Look For Another Penis To Devour/
A Yo........... I Got A Little To Much Lyricall Power/
My Rhymes Are Sick; "leaving Your Ugly Face Sour/
Destroy U Like Terroist Aiming For A Twin Tower/
I Got You Dog Cornered On Key Styling When You Write Your Rhymes It Takes An Hour......