Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

Time is just an illusion, when your moving at the speed of light
this dude named his self Time and can't even read it right...
You late bitch my pizza's free tonight, so kiss your one night stand and by that I mean your hand... good night
You call me faggy but your the type people see at night on your knees sucking dick for a baggie
In the street light this bitches street name is Maggie
This dude had one too many Scoobie snacks.. rut roe raggie
who you think you are with your "I rhyme" eye rhyme.. scrappy
acting tough trying to get all snappy
I ain't tired yet bitch I never go to bed on time.. shaggy
now get back to sucking my dick till your lips all saggy
yeah I would say that shit you spit was a backwards bow
with all the diarrhea coming up out your mouth
I figure fuck it ill just clock him and knock him out
separate his hands from his face
just get rid of time and leave space ill dial him out
So next time you face me bring your A game
and a name you have knowledge about

hey we can talk about time all day, with time and space,
in time and place, but for you, i think it's time to face.
your rhymes disgrace, behind yours grades, it's nine grenades
crashing on your deck, screaming time invades!
with silent blades.... nahh.. forget them rhyming stories
cause you pulling on your dick till it's slimey and gorey.
fucking time for honrny, classic corny.. hits? never
swing hard dicks in my face, you faggot shit.
get clever when you want to come back with a line
that dont involve my name with the same meanings in your punchlines.
trying to define that my name aint read right,
you start a grammar quiz with a 2yr old and lose the fight.
im trying to be as nice as a i can, but i just death type,
less hype, be fucking man, and rest, alright?

Look I never rest alright..
yeah you have some decent punchlines but they're jest.. alright
we could keep doing this same shit over and over all day and all night
picking at grammar I don't "be fucking a man" it's just you alright?
coming off as cocky talk shit and say I'm all hype
I don't show teeth and I promise I'm all fight
your fucking with a pit-bull you ain't proving shit fool I'm all bite
your more like a shiatsu you can eat the corn out my ass.. Crack
as a matter of fact that's your new name as much as you get laughed at
cause the only way you death type is when you ain't hearing me
or maybe your just a daft nat
just a dumb fruit fly I crashed in a casket
a fruit who thought he was fly until my punches taught him a back flip
see I am mathematical in this equation you wouldn't know how to add in an add lid
I just take you divide you from the equation and subtract then
make you equal to zero and differentiate your status
your just a canvas for my art work bitch your lattice
I just spill words and paint you to form an conform apparatus
you be breathing through em but I use this for other matters
see what you don't see is I am composed a violent storm I'm a stratus
you won't just admit your shit it is the pits.. it teeter tatters
I'm a MC who is at his best I shouldn't be serving this fool with silver platters
He thought he was a real MC until he faced me and then his dreams they splattered

I'd hate to hear ya spitten when your written isn't structured
Hard? Naw ya soft as kittens filled with ether ignited and ruptured
And I like how ya call ya-self an MC
Yo do you even know it means B?
Master of Ceremonies man how is that when you rhyme basic?
I bet you the type of cat who stand around pompous and complacent
Worse thing is you don't even see the flaws
You just part ya jaws spit an expect everyone to pause
At failed attempts to rap intelligent
You just sounded arrogant
Yo Scripter drop the pad an pen im the RAPture
But you aint on board here's a 1-way ticket to hells pasture
Yo you wanna talk about dreams gettin' splattered?
I heard you was suckin Time's dick until he busted and blew out ya brain matter

Yeah I know what a MC is fool
who you think you are that I gotta prove myself to you
you make a few lines rhyme Einstein good for you
if you can do that then how come you can't read mines too
oh I get it you been sucking Times dick all day now your minds full
That's why you had to stick up for him right he's your bitch whatever its not a crime dude...
but if I am a pussy then yer just lion food
See that first line was really your dying move
saying my shit don't hold structure is silly you lying prude
you need to take your two cents and go buy a clue
because if I was bi like you I wouldn't mind getting raped every time I rhymed like you
and bitch your not ill-egal
your such a bitch you can't help but say please and thank you

oh shit neyo take a break
your not really the one
the ace is back on the plate
I'm bout ta spank a home run
on all of yall rookies
say goodbye to the rock
cookie monster eats all the pussy
till ill shit is coughed
enough of dat, play times over
you in range bout to be rolled over
by a slanted eye chink in a ranged rover
with a bi-polar flow holder
thats colder than the cold shoulder
then change the whip to a bull dozer
and pulver-rise despise the pussy in your eyes
no remorse for the course of action
no mercy i aint stoppin, the train lost traction
you askin to get an contraction
with them corny lines
i call that corn on the cob
you spittin corn seeds in your rhyme
:stfu:
look i aint here to end careers
so ima stop ta give you a chance to cross, deer.

Seriously your shits straight wack
didn't anyone tell you have to rhyme in rap..
you think your hard core because your slobbing my corn cob sack
bitch who the fuck names them self jay pea you must be smoking crack
This is my party fool your a junior son.. stand back
I want you to have plenty of room to kiss my ass while my balls slap
your nose while you lick my balls slack
your gingivitis I'm Listerine I destroy all plaque
if your a cold shoulder then I'ma 90 ton bolder that rolled over you in your range rover and left you lay flat
you say things about bi-polar but just need ta grow older you just sound like a quack
and I could give a fuck about what you look like or where your at
your still gonna get shut down as easy as Windows on a brute force attack
your shits bull I almost dozed off there reading that shit back
I got pussy on my dick you got dick on your face, ears, lap, an in your ass an that's that
see I don't need no mercy you won't have me pursy, when I emerge you gonna need the emergency urgently
me I never lose traction I am always on track
I am my own faction you get eradicated for all the lines you blew you.. master baited your shit didn't hit me but some other dudes ass crack
you need to expand your vocabulary go get educated and just throw back
cause I get bored battling dumb bitches who really don't rhyme and have no bounce back
cause every time I kill one of the bitches I feel like I should hang them on my wall or tie them to my roof rack

my shits garbage??? your shits pre-written in the back of a dumpster truck
talkin bout dicks in my face but your girl at my place and i kick her out once i nut.

Look a rappers name doesnt make the rapper
you aint spitten religion boy yous an actor
and these nursery rhymes are fine, for you
i dont need a vocabulary when i go against a "who"?
look step ya bars up otherwise i cant take you serious
cuz right now you aint programmed right like the way siri is.

you no dope shit you dont deserve the name scripter
am more like an alian am a deferant creatcher
no time for games go get your self a teacher
cold blooded alian i get in church and shot the spreatcher
say the last words to your family couse am coming for your heart
tell them to run away i dont them to get hurt
when i get there your papa should remove the hat
i was born this way never ask why am hot
you were born through the anus thats why you are not
tell your mum to open legs am ready to hit the spot
your mum play whit my balls thats her real sport
your life is at the coma,ama put it on the dot.
i dont forgive niggers am not jesus christ
next time think twice before you fool your self
dont play whit the g your body will be at the shelf
your bitch knows my name she has bein mailing bhf
i know how to cook lines you may call me chef
am just disin you but niggers am calling me the chief
am writng this shit couse i know you are def

bhf mr cool bitch just pave the way

Both you bitches are lame neither of you fade me
you both sound alike and spit the same and have the same aim.. me
dam both of you should be named jay - pea
What you mean a rappers name means nothing dumb fuck.. pay me
who you bluffing my name wasn't picked my name it named me
because when I set my mind to this it just became me
so I guess we can plain see you went from the letter J to forest gumps
saying "I gotta pee"..
and b I mean cool guy vegeta on super saiyan 3 you watch a kids show how you gonna try and play me?
Seriously though your really equal to jay's piss.. I mean pea and hes equal to my bitch when she is pissy and cranky
so you can do like she do an eat my dick.. have a look see
don't alienate me bitch your just a rookie
I'm a slap shot in your guts leaving ruts
while I'm high sticking your bitch
while she's stiff sticking your mom and your sister still grabbing and licking my nuts
you can't get with me I'm with it.. whats with all the fuss
your with it..a hand job that's all callus and rough
riding dick hard you think your big dogs but the truth is your muts
no your less then that your gonorrhea and some pus
in some trifling bitches ass crack that got wiped outta her puss
your like some dirt weed layed on brick
I'd be like some purple haze or some cush
your just like any puss when I get in it
you were tight but now your all beat up an mush

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.