Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

I took losses due to no shows, wasn't inspired, what most claim to be fire is so so, I only showed up here to let you know, NO! No one's higher, it's time you hoes retire or repent, fuck hip-hop you should have been a cop in a precinct,

Ill smack you like a tambourine
Its beautifull music

Pick you apart like a mandarine
its a dutyfull muse it

Satisfies the hunger a beast can only get
I eat you like a cannibal sect or a radical set

But i rather have the camera on bed
Strippin Pam Am naked then slicing her neck

Im precise with the check
See me entice kids to heck

You sit act and in a coma
Youll never come back like Blitz Action Trauma

It's straight battery, lights out, every mother fucker knows,
Buzz kill of the year? I elect trick's current flows,
I can smell your fuckin clothes from over here,
You've got 2 teeth & they're both veneers,
You know what's weird, strange n shifty?
You goin from a snuff film to 'enticin kids' way too quickly,
Dedicated to the cause, defiling minors ya mission,
called slick trick cuz you're a greaseball child's magician,
Your lustful emotions got you into some shit,
Made you a serial offender, cuz tricks are for kids

I don't trick, I treats ya, I am the feature, sensei/teacher, clubhouse leader, please to meet ya Bag mandela, that name is lame and mad vanilla, sorry lad I figured somebody had to tell ya, when I first seen it I laughed cuz I laugh at failure, of expertise that's ya area, I met your main squeeze and it's facts you sharing her, but you a cuckold and would just kickback as I tear it up, uh ohhhhh like a St lunatic, now she wants to marry Peter like Lois Pewterschmitd, I think I'm gonna go go through with it, and you still cool with it, cuz we talking the rap game and you wouldn't know what to do with it

- ill finesse

Fuck your large font, its all front,
Your girl size is large cunt, a large frump,
i'll finesse ill then take a large dump on that large cunt

donshotta is a expert? ,
I don't think so ,
Hobo's get treated by a gun with its first blow ,
I'll rock your vest with a tech ,
Take your rhymes out the water with my net ,
you watchin my raps flow like a siv on your set ,
I lock horns with only a lord or a vet ,
Yet , I size your corny spits up to a little budget ,
I rock centers ballin above me with my hammer when its summoned ,
You can't cut it ,
and with your lot of short comins ,
I'll blast you quicker than a mast flyin by the wind hummin

Quicker than a mast flying by the wind hummin,
You wear your momma's panties to let out your inner Silk Da Hinn Woman,
Kaids really gangbangin - pause a sec,
Him n his dad 4 balled Finesse,
Got no record, never locked up for a stretch,
Became gangsta by magic that's why I mention 'Soars arrest',
Thing is I don't even show love if they whip it n bag it,
They drone on about how fly they are like shit is a Mavic,
Brag how fiends rob houses just to stick with a habit,
But if they rob them of their lives who's the more sinister addict?
So when a stand up dude talk like that's his life it's just funny,
Wanna be top dog but copy cat n it look pussy,
There's 2 you's:
Number 1, cool guy, starts typin, becomes nutty,
When he's actin as number 2 n space jam like bugs bunny

I dont know why you compete
Bag youre trash, not even Mandela would eat

Trash name trash bars, it makes sense
You pass the time but time passes you instead, intense

I destroyed Virb, now im taking out the trash
Its good youre a bag got, you by the throath you fag

Run you out of this site cuz you want none
Your rhymes are subpar its like you just wanna say some

Weak shit from a cheap trick
rockin a limp wrist and sequence
let's see slick, and the two fingers he pees with
he dense, small dick faggot, only sick
cuz he covered in lesions
Don't expect you to catch that
ya neck snapped, turn around ya snap back
ack ack, coughin up a lungie
laughin, when you bossin up in front me

Ever since hello I had control, guess you'd could say I'm on a roll, you should pay a toll, you cannot pass, you should have stayed home, maybe dress up in ladies clothes, these hoes suck like fellatio, One real one vs one hundred is the ratio, them odds I'm taking tho, the takeover I'm breaking noses and shoulders, soldier in combat, soldier at war, soldier back home ready to settle the score with this nigga Roll, I drive up to his strip slow, just to see if that bitch home, he walked outside with a couple kids, I said you know what is, then him and the kids get the chrome, but I let you live....

I've begun to size up ill finesse ,
I'll bring you to the problematic people and the lawless ,
Don't ask no questions about me being flawless ,
your makin me expose the prime of me leaving you jawless ,
I'll swole your limbs with these snub nose raps ,
you gettin shot with 2 guns ,
let me continue to blast ,
The dust settles while you enter after lifes ways and pause ,
I'm bringin pot to your funeral as a way of the gods ,
I'm often a ace with grace ,
and I'm facin your ride with a wraith ,
Taking your eyes off the prize rips your retina's out of your face

Pull out his retinas, you're my pupil let me talk to ya,
Eye wrote a scheme but looked back over n it seemed cornea,
Kaids bars pasta themed it's all Mac n cheese,
Spends days at the mall checkin out his ass in jeans,
Really believe you're a ninja rapper - please,
just cuz your 8 miles away don't think you're Cantonese,
You're not crackin jokes, barely cracked how to punch em,
But it's understandable when you need crack to function,
Who-sayn I won't knock on your door n Saddam sumthin,
Recognise that Bag dad or face Mass destruction

Its time to start rappin my best. Prepare for death. Secret Star Shine Styles.

My refridgerator is colder than bag ,
pull the chicken out of it with a ounce of guiness with that ,
Put it in your stomach till it eats away at your bowels ,
Watch you vomit all the remains out your throat with the fowl ,
Quick punches to your gut releases the pain from your brain ,
I'll have you feelin like you fallin out of an air plane ,
Hard thoughts were what I was born with amped ,
Stick my kids in your chicks vagina with the strength of Conan ,
Your woman strips with my trick ,
I'm thinkin thats possible ,
I'd run a play on both end zones ,
no audible ,
Its comical!!! ,
Vests can't save you ,
Shells fly with ease before the time that they graze you ,
I'll father you like my own son ,
thats the sign that I made you!!!

"It's time for me to start rappin my best",
*Doesn't rap, writes a verse and it's as wack as the rest*,
Doctors prepared to carry out a cannula test,
As you get beat faster than cardiovascular stress,
That's something I don't run with like battery eggs, free range life
Just kiddin, that was actually impressive g,
They say your penmanship's reflective of current state, mentally,
Two words in, "refridgerator", that alone really helps to see,
You either have special needs or you're thinking how you need extra D,
Don't enter any spelling bee's,
Ever
Please
Dunno bout that chicken in your fridge you force fed to me,
Remember when you said you're a vegan but eat eggs n cheese?
Well, bad news, they also never eat any meat,
Ninja jutsu sai - that style seems cool,
But secret star shine - it might seem rude,
But that sounds like a Powerpuff Girl fighting move or a chain of restaurants that do Chinese food

I'll have you cookin poison hamburgers at White Castle ,
Chicken stuff is egg's ,
Eat that with bullets as I might have to blast you ,
Its like I come from the city of death ,
ithica the greedy ,
If you want it ,
I got shells for the needy ,
I'll destroy ya paradise or hymalaya's ,
Take out ya planet like an alien makin a million craters ,
I'm shootin glocks in war zones created by a Kernel or Major ,
wit more CD “paraphinalia” you could connect to a Sega ,(Sega CD)
Bag ,
I’m puttin fire to your feminine kilt ,
I’ll burn you like trees ,
until the evidence wilts ,
My raps rip you like jesus’s clothes on the cross wit the silk ,
Tell the architect to leave ya house side ways when its built ,
I aint easy ,
so ease up off me ,
The K will turn you black ,
and leave you fizzin like poisonous coffee ,
I’ll put somethin in ya soup ,
no awards for your food ,
now its sloppy ,
Bag em like “Lightning” shockin a space ship ,
the “hits” drop em

A few posts ago... he insists he does his best.
Two days later... he writes “Chicken stuff is egg's”.
For fuck’s sake Soar.

Sega CD? I mean, damn, cunt...
You got killed by Bag like it’s PS1 Manhunt.
Your Sega CD line was simply pitiful...
I’mma show up with a laser in this kid’s ‘peripheral’.
Soar, everyone else comes with quality frees,
I’d rather battle Celph: ...Sonic CD.
Christian bitch... fuck your lord, call a therapist...
Sega CD: your game’s ported from Genesis.

I talk how I want when I'm dumpin these raps ,
Get close to the dot on my scope and get clapped ,
I'll murder you virb ,
I’ll pull ya soul out ,
My flows got a cyanide taste to em ,
take it in ya mouth ,
If you riffin ,
the eraser gets put to ya rhymes ,
Leave ya chest leakin with ya head hangin to the side ,
I got so many flows that the rap world wanna hide ,
Even you lookin for sanctuary when the glock cries ,
Besides ,
The size of the S on my chest is big as ever ,
Check up on ya pencil skills cuz they lackin the pressure ,
The knives I got bigger than freddy krugers ,
Walk up to my face ,
Then these bullets goin through ya ,
have sex wit my chick ,
and get in a dangerous mix wit my ruger ,
Einstein figures in my numbers ,
and I’ll “school” you like a “ruler”!!! ,
pound the blood outta you ,
with my gold watch on my wrist ,
Take all of ya money ,
Now the worst currencies in my grips!!! ,
I’m sick!!! ,
Long range shots with the AK ,
showin you a blip ,
Go down the lane like Jordan as a marksman with my finger tips!!!

why bolster your words when every curse I reverse??????????
Poppa Desi-Eagle release first without speaking your verbs-
then put you in the holster.....wild....
defile your image then call you the poster child-
for abused children from broken homes, battered women,
hope is scattered, everything you thought mattered didn't!!!!!
good riddance to all u fuckin punks who hang wit flunkies,
u get thumped...gorillas just bangin around u monkeys....

n' u just a savage, however, now the game has been refined.
every line is defined through meaning found in the divine,
u just stood in the line...lookin down stupid at your cell phone....
if you dont really wanna fight then go the hell home.

you got some flow, a couple of dumb jokes,
overall to me just doesn't really make sense bro,
we came here to get at y'all, you cant even get at him,
but maybe ill silence you, son, if you cant take a hint........

On top of the table with ya trick is one thing that I bolster ,
This jokes "love" for my gun play only "romances" my holster ,
I'll roast ya ,
Put your Segway on the ground but I'll still beat you: , Road Rules ,
You try to render my "sorrows" to my "soul/sole" ,
but I can't get "tims" in "cold blues"!!! ,
So choose ,
The ace to ya neck ,
or the K to ya chest ,
With "your weight size" against mine ,
Your "skinny" dippin in the grave to get rest!!! ,
I'm the best ,
my rivers going faster with every flow ,
I'm puttin ice the size of "confections" on ya chick ,
now your "little debbie" is froze!!! ,
I’m in a higher league than you homie: , O-Zone!!! ,
My rhymes encoded to kill this dudes conversation ,
like the new phones!!!

You said your rhymes encoded, finally my brain is at rest,
I need not worry why they don't fuckin make any sense,
Great work using all those quotation marks,
"你是同性恋" that's how you quote Asian marks,
Blue writing, nice, gives it a different vibe,
Apart from making me wish you'd drink n drive,
I'm wondering if you're just into Eiffel 65,
Or making the fag flag cuz Corona got you missin Pride,
I get it tho, somethin new, switchin blue n red right,
But no one's gonna eat it up when what they're being feds light,
Ya see how there's no quote marks but you still got it yeah, well, that's the norm when you don't write like you belong in care,
Jk bro - Kool Moe Dee in a bracket same as you,
Cuz your rhymes would've been poppin in the 80s too,
Kaid Moe Dee, on the edge of life, raw, gutter,
I say on the edge cuz you rap like ice T n I'm your pusher

Yo bag, you got skills too! Keep it up.

but unfortunately its time to die... Secret Battling Tiger Style...

My guns are illumated for fools like you ,
Your hatred has been softer than a toddlers shoes!! ,
Follow the rules ,
Cats like you dimes can't sell on the streets ,
You go below my feet in a cows casket ,
and jump in the beef!! ,
Your teeth is a show!! ,
Ya girl touches them with her vagina ,
and I see the “trick” in you below!!,
This has been a prick like a AK was a rose!! ,
And it’ll put you to sleep ,
Lil youngin bag scheduled to doze!! ,
If we’re bro’s ,
Then why is your sentiment stagnant? ,
I exempily that fakeness ,
I’d still kill you “boss” ,
Like your hench men against Alladin!! ,
I cause havoc!! ,
When the semi rings ,
What you catch is a dine in with death!! ,
Cuz when the slugs eat you ,
I’mma need to get an edge on the press!!! (press as in the media)

Hmm, I see your tiger style follows the teachings of Bruce Lee, the art of writing bars without writings bars... Secret Battling Gangnam Style...

You have just transcended life status,
and achieved DNA-shooting-machetes-like greatness,
with one of life's rare, hermetic type statements,
because Soar Kaid, you said you exempily fakeness,
exempily - this bredda's the GOAT,
you changed your writing to red but should've read what you wrote,
wanna know the extra kick in the testicles though?
you meant you exemplify fakeness - which would make you as real as the word 'exempily' bro,
Recognise the chosen paths that your pen trace,
Are in fact outlines of footsteps the dead made,
Cards on the table, let's check em before you next play,
Cuz you're nearly 10 years deep, how you not playing with a full deck Kaid?

I'll make the stage to aggression ,
you think you can get me with an impression? ,
but I stay wide awake to your tricks ,
My rap styles are as potent as the flow dialectics list ,
I put bad meaning from you with a gun ,
when I'm shootin at you ,
I'm puttin the aim to your slums ,
Yes ,
I'm fortunate cuz I'm young ,
But you talk like I'm a "knife" ,
or exactly a "cut above" ,
I think its just to eat you now that your done ,
Beat me with intelligence and competency? ,
but it seems I've already won ,
my rap are a vision of wrath ,
this is to the greatest on earth ,
but your in the lunacy of a lower class!!! ,
I know ,
I know ,
your craziness is a craft!!! ,
As I write with my pen ,
I see your doberman tail wag!!! (lol...j/k)
You better get like the "GOAT" ,
"dog" or get ya tail broke!!! ,
If people said your skills was magestic penmanship ,
I would die of a stroke!!! ,
If they said bag is a "step" above Kaid in thought,
then I would "ride" on ya dome!!! ,
Disrespect me? ,
I'll put ya brain on the screen that you slide on ya phone!!!

Kaid you the type to buy a dog, settle down, get a wife,
Have some kids, and regret it for the rest of ya life,
But what else is left after spending ya nights,
Completing pornhub by watching everything twice?
Shot blast you cuz ya kinda rusty,
If I hear your record, skip, like the vinyls dusty,
Your boyfriend left you cuz your vaginas crusty,
Of course you're from tiger town you're a giant pussy,
You get in cat fights kaid - not scuffles,
You got your arms out cuz you want cuddles,,
550 - SIG - I'm bringin dog trouble,
Called me a doberman so I'll bark on him with the long muzzle

Bag your ditch is a lounge ,
Cuz when I put you below you goin love to be down!!! ,
I throw hay makers at your chicks blossom ,
Harden my "tip" like bullets out the gun when its tossin!!! ,
You'll learn that the world aint slack ,
When I take your "spine" ,
the morgue aint goin have ya "back"!!! ,(your back is on your body)
I know bag is a killer ,
and he'll take the "wrap" ,
Thats a gang "tie" ,
So I'll bring down this young sap!!! ,
the world can't spin to create a blessing for you!!! ,
cuz when the planet is on guess ,
they won't know how to!!!

ima psyche you with every strike dudes choking from tighter locks-a fighters god, I mentally stop you like writers block. But this a writers blog and your writings soft, your better off resorting to biting and fraud no is the way the critics nod, the face that met its palm, your metas wrong, youll never get a song produced to sing along.

Black hornet, I got Chlamydia and your gran caught it,
if my dad fought your dad my dad would make your dad forfeit,
Catch this dude ego trippin that he should be up in mensa,
While he's stood at the petrol pump, fuckin up a Tesla,
I wouldn't fight his bitch cuz she's a muscle covered wrestler but yeah I'll black on black like it's a government agenda,
This a meal on the web, I'll cyber dine n send you to the sky net,
I thought hornets were black and yellow, you must not have earned your stripes yet

Its murder in the sky in my drop ,
if you flyin in the air with the wop ,
I'll target bag on the top with the glock ,
My speed milage gets gauged ,
200 mile per hour with out a stop ,
You could call the cops ,
I'll still be steady on homicide with my beams ,
My Jordans will knock the smile off your face clean ,
and I forgot what the scene was ,
I'm fightin with gross impoverished demons ,
that are fiendin ,
Wrap bag up in another bag ,
leave him bleedin ,
Take a guess on the dream meanin ,
and that'll leave you beasted ,
increased ten fold ,
stories I tell will make you feel like your in a hell hole ,
"Guns" to your torso ,
the shot rip equivalent to a "back" comin loose ,
"strapped" to some "velcro" ,
Toss the coin with my finger tips ,
it falls to my shell toes ,
If we rapped any longer we'd be bro's ,
I am now told ,
I'm shootin five metal plated slugs entering your vertibre ,
This song is what you heard me play ,
To you I'm misunderstood in every word I say ,
You "run while I gun" ,
but I bet you can't come in any place , (first place to last place)
No decision on the aim that this is laced ,
I'll erase your heart rate ,
with shells devourin you whole like a fat dude ,
eatin off of a hot plate

I do mean to be rude, I am the dude
The center of attention I'm getting views, destroying whoever I choose, any who like Dr Seuss, better watch who you talking to, once you spark that fuse what I do is unlawful, have you down on all fours in an all male brothel where the clients are hostile, at first you try jostle, one whispers in your ear "you can cry if you want to" ...






















...or you can die if you won't do
Punctuational, punking crews for no real reason
just something to do, I like making niggaz feel uncomfortable, it's a constable, I've conquered who-ever, you? Never! Do better, Me? OG, 2 clever, niggaz FALL, Cool weather, soar kaid? Who's afraid, abused effort-lessly, your best work don't impress me, no entry in my registry as a possible threat to me on a bad day, you lack the cache, you flabby and sick like Larry, it'll take a minute to figure out what to put on your obit-uary... he was a great jobber, would get clobbered and come back unbothered by the fact he wouldn't make one tracks roster, a rap imposter, talking that rah rah like Acosta, I'm accustomed to lobster in my pasta before I make another HIT for the cypher mafia

- ill finesse

Ill finesse I'll do you over quick ,
Strep throat to your lungs and your so submissive its sick ,
I don't care if I don't appeal to you ,
what gets you is a glock to your sperm pool ,
I'd slay you fast ,
it wouldn't take a problem on me for me to clash ,
Hurtin me by you won't happen like a burner posted on your dash ,
Take your funeral for example ,
I'll have your blood splashed in the hurse rental ,
Blast the driver in his front to the back of his dentals ,
I cause your extremities to collapse ,
Body goes limp from your front to the back ,
Holler that your dyin wit ya flesh fallin on the deck ,
its front to the back wit you ,
I bet I'd go to prison for that!!! ,
The tech makes symptoms get the best of your body ,
make a diary of when you lose your virginity to a shotty!!!

Talk about losing your virginity to a shotty,
You got a thing for British battlers n wanna lose your virginity to shotty,
Big pause - cuz you're tiger towns head honcho kitten,
I'd help you improve but you probs won't listen,
Everyone on RB that used to drop those writtens,
Saw kaid-n-switched cuz he got no rhythm,
I said I'd help you, hoping that you would turn it down, but one thing I'm certain bout is I'm too short on time to re-word ya rounds, so just to put it beyond any further doubt;
I would give you a hand soar but I'd have my work cut out

i smoke bags of weed always gottem on fire yes
balls on mandelas mama- the taste she acquired best,
homie u least fresh- u edit freestyle posts
im sure u got high hopes that meth wold be my vote,
but u dont come off as easy, as grease in soap-
so I'll drown u in dishwater cus dirty plates need a soak,
this isnt what u want then what the fuck you here for?
if you come in through the front ill kick you out the rear door

I need a breather... enough of the power talk for now... sike!!!

You should be suicidal cuz you decided to mess with kaid ,
sharp objects slice you open "rectally" ,
leave your "butt" in a daze ,
General mischief are my ways ,
Pardon my abstract chemistry of the message that I say ,
but its contradictory of the shame that I feel when I aim ,
I'mma loose cannon ,
strictly blastin at ya saloon with the boom ,
Crashing your rap session like a rip in a balloon ,
what you gonna do?!? ,
Step to me or run past me ,
I don't know what your passion be ,
I fathered you in your moms bed room with your mom in agony

You though that "enough with the power talk... Sike" was a joke,
Said you need a breather, explains you takin all that pipe in ya throat,
You straight lie in ya flow, saying you fathered me got me mad mad,
Tell you what Kaid, put up a rack n I'll show you Bag dad,
But you n real dad shave each others backs with a razor,
Wax your legs and hold hands when you yank off the paper
I know soar's soft by his unmasculine nature,
If they ever said Soar's hard that's callous behaviour

Kaid you lack the finesse
What ill lacks is his best

Ill crack your bitch on her chest
Then flip the madress with her still laying to rest

In the streets im no stress
They know im a threath

Your only menace is your breath
Slick is the best

The gravest danger in flesh
Im like a ranger in Tex

Shoot anything to hell
Then i visit your cell

On your block youre known as a bell
cuz niggas hit on you trannies u can tell

My flow is so sick making you melt
Youre silicone faker than meth

Im sick in the head
Fuck a bitch so hard i stick it in bed

Sickely red
Tickling head

Tricking the feds
Then i trick on you dickheads

Then i piss on that Celph
Take a shit on Bag for bringing Mandela from dead

Let him rest bitch
Youre obsessed with the cess shit

its a mosh pit
Beef? i squash it

My Sasquatch fit
is exhausted

Kaid is a bitch
And i put that on my coffin

The bars im droppin
You can look poppins

Mary youre stoppin
Kaid get clobbered

Sonar stealin like Soar robbin
Donald dealin

Smarter with feelins
Kaid is a bitch and thats how hes feelin

Theres "mi-nute" degree's in my ways ,
You speak like your a sage ,
but I'll belittle your aim ,
cuz I'm joined at the hip with a guage ,
Slick brung his tricks in his book bag ,
and put his nose in a blender how he took crack ,
Now his brain havin epiphanies like he knew facts ,
Body "blows" to your ameture raps ,
get them "blew" back ,
I knew that your ancient flows can't hold a candle to mine ,
I brought your funds to life so you could manage a dime!!! ,
Your sisters vagina looked good to me ,
now she got a bandaged behind!!! ,
I killed my suspicion of your stupidity ,
so I sandwiched your rhymes!!! ,
My mental volts aint stagnant ,
yours damage inclined!!! ,
I'm that star fallin "into" your world ,
It'll "hamper" your mind!!!

Talkin bout hampers, I'll let bullets blow-n-whistle g,
Kaid can think he a basket case, until his wicker leaks,
Take you out in the field, then a sheet'll get laid on him,
make it seem like a picnic, it's no trouble for that K-to-ring,
You can try get out the way, duck n swerve,
I aim at Soar, point, it do more than touch a nerve,
Nuthin major, trifling matter when these bullets burst,
I'll even catch soar-baby-cuz it's just desserts

Fag Bag Mandela can't handle a bitch named Angela, he got neutered for cheating on her with a tranny called Pamela.

That was, from scheme 1 through to scheme 1, wack,
I'm not saying drop war n peace on that,
But least try pad it out pussy, what you been on rag?
Plus I only fuck with Pamela Diaz - you'll probably sleep on that,
Your style's a century old, you oughtta jack mine,
Should've known what you compose is dated you're on rag time,
It's like you're depressed n don't wanna be yourself, real rap geezer,
Why not show off, boast or - fuck it I wouldn't wanna b rag either

Bag the destiny of a million corpses is to get dug a trench ,
you are not the highest ,
so I can tell your a little bent ,
With excrement in your eye lids ,
between a contact lens ,
seeing is a little harder ock ,
You see'n insists on your ability to move on a quarter drop ,
I'd pocket your money ,
livin sunny days in miami ,
my word ,
and your drownin in your sorrows ,
the dimes fallin off your fingers like a minor!!! ,
The games been won ,
I ate you alive ,
I lick my thumbs ,
I opened up a beatin on you ,
how could you be so dumb