Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

so according to your name you must think your lyrical
but according to your verses, that name is obviously satirical
when it comes to killin hip hop, him or flocka, who's the best?
my vote goes for this garbage cat sitting behind his computer desk
with all his wack, metaphors and punchlines
let me set the score, it's lunch time
I'm only dissing you cause your garbage caught my attention
this dude thinks hes dope...its time for an intervention
I'll leave you purple like a black light
you think your dope?..put down that crack pipe
hurts me more than you that I gotta give you this lyrical act right

I never knew black light is purple, WHat a discovery
Cuz with that lie, I now know you're on a recovery
Your wack ass trynna immitate me, good try son of a bitch
Cuz when I kick a new style, you wont stand cuz that gun is shit
I'm dont with the talking cuz I decompose this number like a fraction
Then erase it cuz I'm ill on the mic, you're as fake as movies action
My metaphore is a hammer, I lay it on A till it's a minus
You sound like a fat bitch fartin', and old like jesus
I outclass this wanna be lyrical sword, you'll never make it
cuz at last you figured it out, you'll never break it

PUSSY...

lyrical your garbage, that's why crowds always boo you
you wouldn't know style if your boyfriend tried to explain it to you
this guy is full of shit, compost
I grab the mic and he scatters like a damn cock roach
just face it dog you not dope
your the type of cat to purposely go to prison just to drop the soap
you thought this was battle but your about your ass kicked
I'm disrespectful I'll kill you and then piss on your casket

hummmm ..... I aint gotta prove it cuz you suck
beatin' me with that lame brain is your best luck
rhymin' you with you is a dope way to rap Bitch
Fucking punk, I'll slap you with a thong till
you can breathe, I'm known for punching flame
Like tekken, Fuck me cuz this cunt life's lame
Repeating the same concepts cuz you dont have a brain
Fucking dummy, I ride on your dead body like a train
spit on your face like a water whole till you pass out
Giving las a vegas is a dream never come true, no doubt.



by the way I wasn't thinkin' of it as a battle LMFAO

Pause...cause that shit you just said was pretty gay
and honestly, I'd say you have lil b beat anyday
you rhyme like a oompa loompa, with hair thats lime green
with your simple syllable lines, and garbage rhyme schemes
I'll smack you upside your head,and leave you looking like two face
then strangle you with a shoe lace and make guzzle toothpaste
throw your remains in a suitcase, garbage, I'll flip you like a reciprocal
I'm far too advanced for this typical, pitiful, imbecile

LOL if you think that I've even being trying.. nice look
My syllables are fighters. as you get hit. you get twice shook
If that shit I wrote was pretty gay guess who is GAYweight
the asshole that I'll choke and twist anytime like 8
You mentioned GARBAGE again like memorisin' that word
I'll cultivate your ground like fertilizing that dirt
Your advance but Im your master like shady in this journey
Look at your damn ass diss,, it's all predictable like a tourney
I'll whip my ass with you Mixtape and give it to you
cuz Atlas is known as the low MC, now live it cuz it's true

this faggot LS.. lmao.. a star, he will never be..
i mean, on BBE.. his record is 12... and 23..
this faggot ass.. every bar is made of trash..
so whats more dangerous than sword? a BLADE of grass..
he buckles under pressure, he cant handle the stronger stress..
c'mon, when i put lyrics in a grave its not a song of death..
your bodied bitch.. a hearse is in order..
because swords getting ate, but im not a circus performer..
see sword could strike me down, but he dont deliver a death blow..
his highest hopes are for a tie, but this battle dnt come wit'a dress code..

That's Lame but Thank you for the research, walker
I'll Beat your words to death like Im a stalker
You're a sheep deep inside your feet, You'll never shine this
leave your whole fucking generation with glasses like chinese
Walker is a nomad, his body never stay still, I guess your fit
But your bars arent, there are as bad as your smelly teeth
you're a lesbine cuz all we see is the same tits
A least you have a job, whipping people's dick
You're a fag and that's a fact cuz in this rap
My lyrical words are nature disaster, yours is fully crap
I'll use a blade to slap your face off like a ninja
congratulation dipshit, you earnt my attention, pfft fuck that

It's plain and simple
I'll leave you layin and crippled
The deuce on your cheek
Will have your ass smilin with dimples
See Lyrical Sword your too fuckin dull
Ya flow aint sharp
Get it through your thick headed skull
Ya flow aint art
The money you make from rap
you gonna end up in the shelter
So if you wonna keep rappin
i suggest you get a job as santa clauses little helper
Your soft like egyptian cotton
Your flow stank your teeth is rottin
You need to retire and leave the game alone..John Stockton
I'm rockin cock blockin stop botherin the rap game she's takin
I'm makin bacon with these sizzlin rhymes
Find some nice lines before I get mines
Cuz I get greedy fuck the needy till i get signed

Jaypea whats your problem dude.
you suck, didnt mean to be rude.
youre style really is screwed
your so broke you cant even buy food.
Jaypea i got an idea, why dont you exclude,
yourself, cuz the shit that you pursue.
Is never in your reach, rap is included.
While im ripping these mythical syllables,
Incredible, sounding like a criminal.
But really i wont need more than a minute.
Cuz when this shit starts, its already finished.
There's no one hotter than me when im spittin.
So shut the fuck up bitch, sit down and listen.

I dont know how to start of with your dam scripts
cuz there are mine to swallow, as if I prescript
it. but enough of the this shit, let's do the walkin'
dig a whole in your head like a hat as I'm talkin'
D is as average as his toes, your skills aint mastered
I'll poke your eye till it's dry, you're fucking bastard
My mind is the ocean, yours is a mustard
piss in your mouth till your under dirt
OK now im in the zone to step and demolish your throne
You claim to be that BEST But REALLY YOU"RE UNKNOWN
Kid... you make me laugh with your wack metaphore..
"SOUNDING LIKE A CRIMINAL" WTF dude your dropped the saw
Cuz with style that a kid has, I bet you never drop hot
I"M THE KING, YOUR THE QUEEN, you'll get the top shot
Cuz When I shot I never miss, Fire call it Kobe
I put a end to your sorry ass rap career like obie...

Damn bro, you garbage
Shoulda stayed outta this carnage
Cuz I'm about to go on a kill-ing spree
Puttin Halos on eve-rybody that I see
Mr.Dutchy sounds corney like what the fucky
Go back to playing with your rubber duckys
See my problem is the fact that you think you can rap
But you lack crack which keeps em comein back
And I cant listen cuz im deaf to weak skills
Me and my flow..We kill chickens..Wild Bills Grillins
Fillin the buildin with a ominous feelin
Your handicaped against me you musta got wheeled in
Cuz I got the advantage I'm on a rampage
So get outta the way boy dont you know I'm a stampede
Better duck and weave, your best bet is ta flee
You know retreat or better said..just leave

Hum.. was that a diss, or a compliment
I feel nothing but a sad sentiment
Talking 'bout flow, yours is choppy
I'll shave your head with a broken glass, you're phoney
I dont need to rhyme to scorch your brain
cuz the flame that you claim is all lame
you have no lyrical skill, you never being ill
I'll step on your teeth like you're brushin' till
I see no blood flowing through your vein
It's hard to stand up man cuz you're too fat to have game

Unknown? bitch you're not even on my hitlist.
You are nobody, you get no shit for christmas,
until yo momma says, here sword sniff this.
It seems to make you lyrical so then you can try to diss,
Dutchy D, damn thats a miss from that bitch.
Cuz when i spit, I keep haunting your mind.
I aint got time, for fuckers like you,
Im rappin part-time, understand that you queer.
Cuz unlike you i actually have a career.
lets get this clear, im kickin it in low gear.
No need to diss this cashier,
You gay, faggot, dont come close to me.
Or i'll puncture your inner ear.
Shuff two grams of coke in your nose.
And then dispose of your overdosed body.
Let you decompose pick up your disembodied,
spirit and torture it to death again.
lets get serious... get off the crystal meth lil wayne.

oh god just look at this clown
no hand shakes, I'll give your face a fist pound
then catapult you and rhianna's dead bodies right cris brown
DutchyD, you don't even have the right to rhyme next to me
I'll make you wish that your father had gone and had that vasectomy
talking about a career? doesn't matter when you live with your mom
couldn't get a girl to save your life so your abusing your palm
I'll snatch the mic, smack you twice, kill you, bring you back to life, then lyrically sacrifice you, and finish the job in the afterlife

Atlas that last line you rhymed was kinda lame.
It was exactly what i said, only not so insane.
Living with my mom? Dude we aint talkin about you.
Abusing my palm? Not everyone does what you do.
You's the wackest rapper that ever walked this earth.
I bet your mom wishes she did die during your birth.
Lyrically sacrificed and then a spiritual rebirth.
Cuz im the son of the devil, No ones on my level.
Im so hot i'll make hell look minus 60 degrees
your mama sais your cool but im the one who disagrees,
Damn dude you look like you have a skindesease
Now get down on your knees, maybe if you say please.
I wont kill ya,but i cant say i will cuz you're one of the nominies

let's get this straight, you're not my son, so I'm not claiming you
as a matter fact a late term abortion, is what I came to do
hit you with the scalpel and the suture, hip hops not dead
but you're the reason that it has no future
kill me? see now your life is about to get short
I'll fly to Amsterdam and beat you with a disease infested escort
you been smoking too much , but come on and test your fate
I'll lyrically destroy you where your face as a trophy, like leather face
your just feather weight, I'll make you levitate to a better place
you need to just run back to the coffee shop so you can medicate

This fag is not a contender when I Stand him
Cuz I'll Hurt you so bad you'll think you went to the gym
This Slut is kim, I'll Fuck you with your mic
Put the head in your mouth till you chock like a food fight
I'm better than you and that is a fact my boy
Bite the fresh of you as you stay still like a toy
I play the game like roger ferderer when I smash it
hit your face with your hands till I crash it
You're a secretary, Bitch get your job done, Midget
You aint no danger like a gun without the bullet

you claim to be ill but your styles not original
imitating others, because you fail to be an individual
but it's OK because Atlas is here, sounds like clap as the Gatling's cheer
then I'll snatch your cowardly soul out the atmosphere
what else would you expect, for stepping to king kong?
I'll smack you like a ping pong, then take all shit like a Klingon
defeat you and laugh because your dreams gone
and it's funny because it doesn't even seem wrong
murder murder redrum is like my theme song

If I'll immitate someone, it'll be your wack ass
just to prove that a baby can break that grass
You called yourself KING KONG? what a confidence
Cuz when I push you off the cliff, there'll be no evidence
Smack me with ping pong just to take my dream away?
I'll leave you arm-less as you sream for days
Bitch get it right, Im tight, you're light
Before you reach my level, you've to throw your life
I'm known as a vet in text, you're known for your mess
I'll beat you with my hands tied, fucking slice your neck
Punch you so hard, I'll ink my name on your chest
death, take your breath to double my health
Bitch you're aint no match for Sword, fix your wealth


PUSSYYYYY.....<<<----

I need a real competition for my nutritient
Cuz I have so much punches, Ali was my student
I'm waisting line cuz my mind fashes like a TV
When I drop the hammer, ni**a's spins like a CD
My brain is made of fire, Im unflammable
Cuz I put wack MC's to their places Like plug in a cable
Im dope with the mic and without my words
Copy this rhymes and your next mixtape will be heard
That's 4 bars so far and I still have more to open
The door is heaven but I bake Mc's in my oven
Im done cuz I gotta go do some real shit...
The ni**a called Atlas, is a fucking BITCH...

You got no brain your head is empty
name should be brainless headempty the wannabe MC
Only thing ur droppin is words, it aint rap
My drops are genius an i hardly say crap
As of that enough of you nigs tryna diss
shits terrible thinkin you can spit kinda makes me pissed
Im out youl never forget a lyrical master like me
So indict me into rap hall of fame fuckin kyke G's

Now if your pissed off, because I dissed you
for your wack shit, I'll hand you a tissue
your mad because I'm crushing you with the force of jay leno's jaws
so your getting all touchy, and going through early menopause
atone for all your wack bars, you need to go and pay penance
whats even sadder is that you can't put together a complete sentence
you see because I'm the original blacksmith that forged the lyrical sword
your all hyped up, until I pull out your spiritual cord
got you running like a slave, getting tracked in the south
I'll stand with a lit blunt an AK-47, in the back of your house
then come inside tie you up, and start smacking your spouse
put my nut sack on you drum set, and take a crap on your couch
you won't be dope anymore, once I smack the crack out your mouth
called me a fucking bitch?, because I'm fucking your bitch
shes here right now as I'm typing, busy sucking my....

I 'm not even pissed cuz that crap was not a diss
If I was, I'll dig in your tummy just to get it fix
You're a pethatic Bitch talking 'bout gunplay
the only time you ever "click clack" is sun-day
Bitch get it right once again, you suck
Please do me a favor and drown yourself like a duck
You're a faggot, sprayin' your gayness in this thread
I'll poke your eyes till I reach the back of your head
I dont need many line to shut this dyke once and for all
cuz you're as slow as a grasshopper, you fucking doll



LMFAO...

holy shit... you a bitch & you're awful....
like if the chicken's missin when i order a waffle..
you dull with no skull he get laughed at by dope heads
question: how can you be a sword if you've got no edge?
im not trying so shut the fuck up & listen freak
if i put any effort into dissin you I'd be dissin me...

Bitch please go get a new job...
Cause its so obvious that rapping aint for you son
You suck like a hungry newborn from the mammal kingdom
You a fucking moron, go save your mom from prostitution
You dont belong here, so go for another career
And if i ever see you near i'll leave you in a wheelchair...

Mackzimus Rayge, get back to your cage
I didn't say you could come out
your ugly face can't be shown outside, while the sun's out
you need to learn your role and know the game
looking like the hip hop version of the hunchback of Notre dame
you know your lame, can't spit to save your life
too dull, while my lines are as sharp as a freshly shaven knife
sharp enough to peel hairs, I see your a lil scared
beat you so horribly, you'll start praying to god..like he'll care

make me a cover bitch and ill throw it out
your like the little tea pot short and stout
you think you have game and have some knowledge
but i am better, and take you lyrically hostage
all 9 of your lines i consider to be garbage
I am like tom brady,always gaining the yardage
i can out smart you in several different ways
subtract weight from your name, that leaves you instantly gay
and i can pick you apart on every single axis
it is apparent to me i'm the master of atlas

i put work my on craft blood sweat an tears
im the top dog here filled with bunch of queers
no skills no rappin i bring life in this room
u can call me action jackson when u see nigga's move
restructor i be ur resirector u couldnt get errctions if u took a little pills
ur girl said ur penis is the size of a kids
couldnt be in my level watch ur mouth hannible's back
act up again ur about to get smacked

I left for a couple of seconds and these wack ass
think they can pull my weight while sniffin' that grass
in my hood Bitches like yall are not tolerate
I hate to do this cuz I put hanible in the fun box... terminate
Im the hardest in the universe call me Almighty Sword
Leave ya'll on ya'll knees like handicaps when I war
I move niggas like housing when I smack the clips
then Leave them beggin for mercy like a bitch on some hard dicks

ima beat this bit h up till hisfukkin pussy sore
how tha fukk u gunna win a gun fight wit a sword
By the sound of your rhymesdude your lyrical shit
So do us all a favr give up. Quit
See I'm in for the kill and I stay in my zone
For all I care the 'almighty sword can suck my almighty bone
Or maybe the chrome, either way u Berta leave it alone
B4 Ur whole family gets waked by KILLZONE

If you even reach for the microphone stand
I'll swing blades like Konan,then hand you own hand
I'm a lunatic that'll beat with a can of tuna fish
then laugh at you, because I forgot why I'm doing this
scary ass talking about how you bring the the guns out
when the only time you come out the house, is when the suns out
knock you out in one bout, you can't talk shit
once I rip your tongue and your lungs out
need to come harder lyrically, or go home and got to bed
fuck lil wayne, I really will drop the world on your head

yall really should rethink ya whole swag of rhyming Im just suggesting
cause even if you could push* work you wouldn't be im-pressing*
Atlas you kind of last for my geography* lesson
so even if you could pass(past) the class* you will be in a state* of depression*
my ego's high im marvelous on a cloud in the heavens*
you under me..that explains why you a 6 and im 7 (666- 7 is a holy number)
im not impressed with a text style from you on your best day
im burning victims and then leaving them til next Fry-day

Bastard you posted twice, but with these three bars your toe gets tagged
You aint no expert, i'mma beat you till your bones get cracked
And while your ghost is out on exile, your hoe gets banged
She hungry for dough, i'll fuck her till her hole get scars
You aint hard, your name tag says you black n mild
So stop acting like you wild when you can't even hurt a fly
Waste of time, cause dropping hot rhymes is not for your kind
My advice is you resign and dine with a herd of swine....

you need to just stop, because you rap wack
I'll snap into place like a snap back
lyrically you get pissed on and laughed at
I'm killing all you half ass, has beens, with this hazmat
but scratch that...Lets get straight to the point
the only time your rhymes are dope is when you use them to make a joint
you should have listened when I warned you to step back
rap circles around you,and leave your head spinning until your neck snaps
I'll come through like BP and cover your fam in jet black

Face it mate, you're too fake
You'r rapping gives me a tooth ache
You sound like you tryna sell cookies at a clam bake
You think you got it all
Your lyrics full of flaws
Is this a dream? Pinch me so I could be awake
To witness the faggety Fag tryna rappity rap
Probably with one hand using the other to masturbate

*haha this is my second attempt at ever writing rhymes :$)

Get this noob outta here, this is og stuff.
forget tryna selll cookies who ever heard of a clam bake son?
and your not the worst here but your status is clear
your either a 13 year old girl or a 31 year old queer
stay in heaven we don't want you on this earth.
so hell will freeze over if you ever put me below dirt.
I laugh at your act, and i aint lyin fag.
You'll never get an encore on stage unless your dressing in drag.

Get this chomo outta here,he on some mike jackson shit
lil boy raper ill hit ya in the chops everytime ya suck anotha cock,
ill put you in the dirt fuck six lets make it 12
like ya age, lil munchin how u even function
is it clear now queer, throw ya in the garbage for all the junk u give
hairy ball sucker u a fuckin faget write a note an tagit
on ya face that says "IM A FUCKIN FAGET"
im done with this bitch dissin him was a synch

honestly bro Ur whack u suck u can't rap
I would give u a punchline but all I need is a slap
it's called diss the bitch above you, that's all u gotta do
it's not hard bro take notes. better yet go back to school
educate your self bro and plz quit talkin about dicks
And queers and faggets cuz honestly noone gives a shit
Ur a bitch. simple and plain bro u can't handle the heat
so quit tlkin like your hard before you get your ass beat
stick a fork In this dude he's done, down for the count
so fuck this last line I don't need it.. I'm out

Simple syllables , and half packed multies,
I assault the, with a plethora of ill similes,
The difference is clear g, my skill compared to yours is superior clearly

With a flash I smash wack cats with played acts, in fact I write right and leave ya brain left less then intact
The mans back , your stranded tired and flat, broke back and ready to be lit,
Your the reason god created tampons cause pussies can't spit