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This nigga thinking he all hard trying to talk tough
Bitch when i come around you know its gunna be rough
Dont ever diss my name, call me your royal Highness
Cause when i rap you know its Southern Finest
Next time you diss me bitch, think of something better then that shit^
Cause when i diss you back you better be ready for this hit
wat u smokin---coke or grass/
ima run up spray yo ass/
and put u in tha trunk fast/
nigga i break yo glass ass wanna be trash/
i got ak u got a pistol/
u do the math/
nigga stop smokin its hurtin yo brain/
get tha fuck otta my trunk ya leavin a stain/
even yo mom can feel ya pain/
Ok M16 so im here man and im seein a two in one diss
whos this Sylentz cat comin at me with Noweight lines
nigga get real ill deal wit M16 lata
Ill slit your throat make you Sylent in the dirt
You and Southern Finest muss be hollerin for the same hurt
make yall share a death warrant while i buss an M16
have you like man i knew i shouldt been reppin sixteen
obviously your not elevated....try readin hooked on phonics
so your vocab can get a taste of textual mind blowin tactics
Damn man i expected more from you/
ill guess ill have to diss you till you turn blue/
Your name matchs your style/
why you rapping like a 6 year old child?/
Im done with this fool its time to move on/
Your just a small kid trying to be a don
what is with u
Nigga i can easily interpret you name Southerns Fine-Bitch
only wayd youd win a battle is by goin down on a dike wit a dick
Nigga you shoudl know you aint built liek that have u in Red Dirt
face down bretahin in dry air till your lungs imperch
dont get any funny ideas cause you aint no king
youd probably listen to Flip juss to hear Ching-a-Ling
fuck u sylentz/
ima start tha violence/
all ya gonna hear iz sirens/
ur wack ass raps are lame/
watch the fuck out when i spit my flame/
im like a mutha fuckin flamethrower/
last night i had ur mom and sista bent ova/
i saw ur mom on tha corner thats how i know her/
did u know ur moms is a motor cycle/
yeah i rode her/
so when i tell u to shut the fuck u /jus say sure
Well here's some interesteing news,
Tha Joka has a lil thing for tom cruz.
As i refuse to lose to this circus act,
Ill leave joka on his back
with M16's M16 that i jacked.
In fact in my little black back pack i have a seradded blade,
that will leave you dead an dazed in more than a millioin ways.
I'm sorry to say but Phonics don't rhyme with tactics,
Enough with the antics ,
youll get hit in the back with a double edged ax,
thatll crack ya back,
dropin you to the ground in a viscious and brutal attack.
Get me back.
u noweight
Ill have Mindone feelin liek his "mind is done"
you aint worth six cents..even Barbie wont have his son
you dont messed around tried a play on words
when really he cant keep his mind focusedo n one
Mindone wit a win thats a mircale on 43rd Street
Christmas comes and he has nothin under his belt or tree
Damn nigga you just gettin shit now/Quote:
Originally Posted by Tha-Joka
Ill try to find you a job... driving a snow plow/
Tha-joka you cant handle me man step down/
You aint a joka you a fucking clown/
You tryed out for bonzo..but got turnt down/
Pack your bags and head out of town/
m16 ppffff---wack/
all ur gay ass is packin is one nut in ur sac/
ur punchs are as good as mike tyson wit a broken back/
was that ya best cuz that was weak foo/
u been here longa than any of us and we takin ya to school/
so if ya good mo bullshit then say it soon/
Flame spitta youll get destroyed quicka,
Have you burnin in a concentration camp similar to that of adolf hitler,
you can't be sicka, it just aint possible.
You talkin bout shit thats not plausable will leave you in the hospital,
conscious, but just a little.
Ay you need ta stop it before i blast ya,
this dudes named flame spitta,
i never heard of no fires in alaska.
O no tha-joka's gone and ran off/
If he stayed hed be facing a sawn off/
Just as bad as that nigga m-16/
He has everything right but minus 15^/
You've been ripped by the illest nigga ever/
Time to take out the trash, cause you aint fucking clever
mindone fuck u son---bitch ur raps arent any good/
get the fuck out of the mircosoft store and get back to tha hood/
u know u aint got any money to buy a laptop/
the only way u could afford one is if u started givin blowjobs/
shut up and dont talk about alaska/
tha last time u saw mountains was when ya moms flashed ya/
hey bitch i do spit flames/
u get fucked up tha ass by Sadam Hussein/
"Flame spitta youll get destroyed quicka,
Have you burnin in a concentration camp similar to that of adolf hitler,
you can't be sicka, it just aint possible.
You talkin bout shit thats not plausable will leave you in the hospital,
conscious, but just a little.
Ay you need ta stop it before i blast ya,
this dudes named flame spitta,
i never heard of no fires in alaska."
How the fuck you make flyweight when you dragging on the ground?
If you even made the title "dawg" you'd get thrown in the pound.
Why you posing an avatar smoking weed, you spit lamer shit than pot smokers
You could stand next to someone wit' down syndrome and STILL look mediocre.
Slow shittin' kiddin' bitch using fake dice like you a damn elite
I know you fucking can't understand Rap so let me be discreet.
Fuck you and your raps, I'd diss your crew if your ass gets blessed and make it
But I'm sure you'd make the Metal Detectors 'cause your bitch ass could fake it.
Bitch pleeease! I'm typin this with the franklin's on.
Flame spitter aint nothin but a bunch of air,
I know it isnt fair,
But dont get mad at me cause its dark where you live half the year.
And i cant afford a lab top, who care's,
ill take yours ,
fairs fair.
OKay okay im sorry Flamming faggot,........spitter,
... oops did i studer..
Get off the fucking board you HOMO MOTHER FUCKER!
HAHAHHAAHAHAHA you just got raped!RAPED!!!!!!!!!!
Fucking hell this thread full of fake mcs/
Say hello twizted...you fucking wannabe/
you aint shit dawg you fake as you can get/
Id flip your ass on the corner for less then 50 cent/
You aint never dissed someone, you show it so well/
Put your rhymes away this aint show and tell/
"I know you fucking can't understand Rap so let me be discreet." Twizted
Hey dumb ass if i cant understand rap why are you gonna be discreet.???? that would just make it harder for me to understand it ..... duh read a BOOK!
Dude youll get shook,
in a second,
disconnectin your spinal colume,
for one last verbal injection,
that was a good verse you spit ta my recollection,
but heres a suggestion,
next time you come steppin youll need more votes cause you just lost this rap election,
and for your own protection, ill need ta empty your mind out for a subconscious inspection.
YOUV"E JUST BEEN DESTROYED BY A NUCLEAR RAP WEAPON!
>.> this is to damn easy. Come on Twizted and Tha-Joka show us your best/
Oh little bitch callin' my rhymes faker than your rims?
If I'm so damn noobish why you botherin' me on AIM?
Sittin' here callin my shit gay then givin' me "good luck"
Comin' in here claiming beef when all you do is cluck.
Southern Finest shit comin' up as Southern Hospitality
Your dick just backfired unless that was your Sexuality.
Dissin' me? Please bitch I'm tired and ain't gotta dig no more shit up on you
Shakin' my hand behind RB's backs: comin' back with personals like you grew.
(that was for the fag down south)
Lmao this kids gotta be joking...
Going all crazy cause that nigga got caught choking/
Getting all mad cause im owning him at this rap game/
Thinking hes all hard now he callin me names ;_;/
Nigga i speak to you on AIM cause you were tight/
but if you gunna be a bitch about a diss then thats aight/
See nigga you think you got lyrical skills...man dont make me laugh/
Only time you rap is when you in the bath/
Im tired of you thinking your the one/
You aint the best now move aside, you aint won/
Ive slaughterd you enough for one day/
Ima bout to go have some fun...whilst you play/
with your shit lyrics, dude go away i just dont wanna hear it/
If you want to battle me then you know where i will be/
Call me out in Bitch Slapped if you want more of me
southern finest minus the fact he has no talent
1-1 record shows exactly where all his skill went
i take that back, that fact is hes never had none
the kid reads this, and im sure he stands stunned
the kid posted an hour ago, but he cant hold back
hes gotta come back in 60 minutes to edit his rap
just another wack rapper that fills this site with laughter
try to teach this kat some skill......
.......therell be no difference before or even after
this bitch hyper active so imma stuff him wit ritalin
facin against f.a.m u get finished when i stick the fork in
you know u a dork-when u hail from nc
imma smack the shit out ya moms when i see her for layin down and fukin producin this seed
gone ease off rb cuz ya wacknest is shown
u just a lil bit a fire like puffin home grown
Nigga you the one to diss my record when you aint got non shown/Quote:
Originally Posted by HYPER-ACTYVE
Least i got one win, you well we wont know/
BTW The reason i edited my post was/
i wasnt happy with the way i finished twizted off cuz/
So like i did to him, ima do to you/
Your a fake ass rapper, you still drive an izuzu
like acid on skin, you probs aint got no wins/
dissin my battles when i done ko'd everyone thats been/
and you the next mother fucker on my list/
lets see if you have a comeback to this/
Step to me when you ready cause ima be hittin heavy/
time to throw this nigga off like a 87' chevy/
keep puffing nigga cause you will never be ready/
^you wish that was your KO i aint finished yet/
thinking you some kind of wanna be vet/
The only reason you hyper active is cause you aint battled me dawg/
but when im finished ill have you screaming like a hawg/
so fuck what you know bout the 3-1-8/
If you wanna battle me nigga, ill never be late/
^ this kat gotta qoute the whole damn post
you think you the finest, but you ain't close
dude only battlin' the newbies of rap
see's a dude, and says '' gimme dap ''
you lame ass, got more hair than french
i bet you faint, if a nigga got you pinched
wat the fuck are you goin on about/ the rhymes ya sayin dont acouont to nowt/ go bak to ur worthless life/ il come and get ya with a gun an a nife/ ur parents, they dont luv u/ all they wanna do is skrew u/ so i dont wanna be mean/ but ya rap like ur are the queen . .
check this bitch with his played out lines/
sat there, stupidly reciyting his nursery rhymes/
ill come to ya house, commit robbery/
kill you and ya family, horribly/
the only queen round here bitch is you/
ill murk you like hitler to a jew/
im sure wen hitler was around/
he gave the odd jew a pound/
up the ass that is, till his balls went blue/
and sayin the shit tht u sed, thts wat u do/
im gonna beat all the way through town/
im not botherd about bein queen, i gotta crown/
and cos i am queen i can tell u wat to do/
so fuck u, cos the only jew here, i you ...
you like havin a crown, even if it the queens/
fucking woman, thats what that means/
onesmallstep i can think of anuva small thing you have/
big ego though, bitch you need a long bath/
get this shit outta you, cos the only thing youll be spittin is blood/
fuckin herb, murkin ya for fun, you should come to my hood/
cos where i am that rhyme would be laughed at/
you can try n run, but your too fat
wheres this place ya sayin ya live/
id rather liv sumwhere nice ya div/
bostin ya live i a shit little place/
id thought tht is a bit of a disgrace/
summat you wudnt want to tell many others/
havin to sleep with member of ya family, ya brothers ...
fuckin clown, ya live in the same place as me/
sittin her with ya nursery rhymes, fuckin wanabee/
ill take you where ya wanna go, while doin ya ho/
judgin by your lame ass rhymes, youd prob be a no show/
like in front lines, i murked you, 5-0 to me, but no poll votes/
i murked you, like hitler to the jew, like foot n mout to tha goats/
least i can get my own hoe, not havin to steal them/
ur proberbly gettin ur raps from sum1 like eminem/
try come up with ya own shit/
stop repeatin yaself, just quit/
im not bothered about where i live/
dissin ma house, tht i cannot forgive ...
ye you should try gettin ya lyrics from somewhere too/
cos that the moment they lame, refelcts on you/
even if my lyrics are stolen, they still rippin ya up/
you shouldnt be hear, try a tea party, sippin tea from a cup/
ye that sounds more like you, woman, cant spit a rhyme/
your best thing on here is still a lame ass line
my lyrics come strate from ma hed/
unlike urss, keep goin and ull be ded/
y did u wake up this mornin just go bk to bed/
"we dont want him anymore" thats wat ya mumma sed/
ur not far of diein now, ur hangin on a bit of thread/
the plague im sayin, all it can do now is spread ...
The only plague around here is comin from ya mouth/
Your lines wont give nothin to know one, get back in ya house/
we know your lyrics come straight from your head/
thats why they sound like a cat squeelin, its nearly dead/
so come back soon, with ya lame ass rhymes/
you wont be on here much longer, im bout to end ya time/
i think ya mother dunt care no more/
after iv finished ull be hittin the floor/
ull be gettin nowt for christamas cos ya familys poor . .
what the fucks up withs dude??
yo onesmallstep!! how long did that take you??//rules are 6 lines even that was askin to much off you//fuck you dawg u joined rb u must ave bin mistaken!//if not your punk ass is in for a rude awakenin//i bet you used ya family's issues to come up with a diss//but no one wants to here bitch most of us ave bin through this//but you got me on a good day a day ill let you slide//just another case of run n hide//this is a sack of shit but is still beats wot you did//so fuck you dawg dnt try to hard just enjoy being a kid//
What a shame this lame came & posted like his ass was on a mission
He attempted a Punch dissin & wound up completly fuckin' missin/-/
How you call your sellf street play like you play in the streets?
But like your name your spit was gay & your Sayin's were "Sweet":love:
So bend your right hand forward & put a switch in your walk..
Cause you's a Mike tyson ass emcee:
BIG NAME BUT A BITCH WHEN YOU TALK :laugh:
wot da fuck? man this ion mataron bitch talkin bout hits//bout to fuck him up n smash his jaw into 4 bits//yer i throw south paws in a mass amount//before you know it your out for the count//you compared me to mike tyson well there is no doubt//that im the opposite!! im williams u be like tyson n ill knock your ass out//this kat talkin bout ass's on a mission//i guess walkin in on his mum and a punter changed his position//so now his raggady ass is chassin ass due to a mental condition//i guess you bin sniffin poppers 2 make ya ass widen//easier on the job dudes can just slide it in//so fuck you dawg dnt be fuckin a g!!//lily ass mother fuck protestin me//like i sed to onesmallstep//this shit ent good but it still beats ur crap//
Pion metatron /you in the realm of Sen Fetti Heroin/ I'm a terror don new rap phenomenon/ my flows atomis so i drop bombs/ wit' mo' longevity than the rollin stones/ i make champs lean back look at Roy Joens/ a dildo to ya ass thats the toy to play wit' cause i aint the one/ i aint like the sun/ I'll neva go down/ plus I dont eat pussy/ i eat MC's/ even if they dont push me/ so don't tempt me cause oh so simply/ this 50 round drumb will be emtpy like ya momma's old ass dried out titty/What!!!!!!