Diss the bitch above you!!!

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Sinimatik you have less appeal than Shaquile O'neal spitting rhymes
you couln't get dimes in a subway if you were homeless
I'll eat you up like chicken that's boneless
I suppres whatever whack verse you got with one of succes of my own
I'm better known than you and I have less than 10 posts
I think I should diagnose you with a case of whack emcee
and you've got a lethal dose
Hold close whatever you hold dear
because I'm close and I'll snatch it and make it disappear
you're no good like a vegetable patch in winter
like a sparring match you're gonna get hurt
I'm on the alert and at a moment's notice, ready to eat you up like a gelatin desert

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And you want me to battle you?...Clearly you're miles a head of me...with stellar lines like your closer and vegatable patch in the winter?...Complete brilliance..You're the next to blow
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GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!!!!!

..Sinamatik



I feed off your in~securities as i initiate~brutal~tactics..
Fuck "Sinamatik's".. i've seen cartoons with better graphics..
Your Vocabs Stretchin' thin like elastic.. slimmer than Ghandi fastin'..
Your not anywhere near the top with that bait you've been castin'..
Your caution is obvious, tho' you want it subliminal..
This heres like COPS.. i'll have you jumpin' fences like criminals..
If you want somthin' done you gotta do it yourself..
Next time you write.. keep Dr. Suess on the shelf... please...

It;s tha wonder back again and i'll blow yo brains
TO make it look like it rained.
It's a goddamnd shame for u 2 be rappin.
If u come in my face it's yo crew that i be clappin and i'd
clap even if u got 1 little loss.
Send yo gurl to my house it's her salad i wanna toss.
I'd toss u across tha room and spray yo body up.
I'd do u like a blunt and smoke yo ass up.

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Originally Posted by Thumper

..Sinamatik



I feed off your in~securities as i initiate~brutal~tactics..
Fuck "Sinamatik's".. i've seen cartoons with better graphics..
Your Vocabs Stretchin' thin like elastic.. slimmer than Ghandi fastin'..
Your not anywhere near the top with that bait you've been castin'..
Your caution is obvious, tho' you want it subliminal..
This heres like COPS.. i'll have you jumpin' fences like criminals..
If you want somthin' done you gotta do it yourself..
Next time you write.. keep Dr. Suess on the shelf... please...

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Thumper all you are is a pole jumper
as a pose to a machine gunner like me
you're insulting Sinimatik? Get the fuck back in the attic
I'm automatically progmatic and everything you spit is ridled with static
as luck would have it, I'll let you admit that you have no skill
just stop whatever you're doing and take a contraceptive pill
before I get to ripping off your primary quill
and sell your ass to slavery down in brazil

Da boy wonder it's not really a wonder why you haven't amassed a talent to rap
you're faulty like a 1938 mercedes benz radiator cap
masturbate to your mom as you peep through a hole in your bedroom
she moans some great dynamic headroom
she's wasting away your father's families heirlooms' becuase she took everything he had
and wasted it when they were married, now thy're divorced
and she's the typical slut as she always was before you were born
she forgot to swallow the day after pill
and now there's hell to pay becuase you beat her up for giving you a shitty life
and that's as clear to see as a Liquid crystal display

LOL@Thumper and Phantom...Cute, girls...I'll be back...I've got some sleeping to do at my desk...~1~

Its like gods shoving heathens towards me,
Now im goona attack this wack rap by dissin the bitch above me,
talkin like you know this other cat personally,
but you never heard of me, so Im goona attack you verbally,
you history, but before I blow you to pieces lyrically,
Im going to hang you without the decision from the jury, PhantomFury, Im going to,
release real unto you, freaked flows, cause your claimin to prove,
Your real when theres nothin for you left to lose,
Choose to lie about people you dont know, unless your the cat who makes clones,
then makes there raps wack, then you sign to this one and attack back,
I can make shit to diss you too, *clears throat sound*
You love fat bitches like jack black, You wack cat,
Im going to send your right back, to the fat camp,
Your track lacked, the exlacks to erraticate, your evaluated, sedated faded style,
Your stupid, completely, I change my address cause I dont want you to meet me,
that is how shitty, your rhymes are witty, You attackin the boy wonder,
Now im leavin you six feet under, Go to another site, we dont need you,
We have enough rappers just like you, So use your hype im givin you,
AND LEAVE!

(not directed to you sin to the bitch above you phantom)

"Thumper all you are is a pole jumper" LOL haha

No skill,... no flow,... no nothin,..

I'm 'bout to battle this man and get me a win ya'll

You call yourslef Isis but what's truly magical about you is that you think you're better than me
You're like a runner missing his feet, obsolete
I'm harder than reinforced concrete and hotter than the kinetic theory of heat
I'm the man in the street lurking behind every corner
Stalking the victims that I diss online
Of course I know these motherfuckers and now you're next
I'm a Phantom with no matter like light
Fury is what drives me
and I barely keep it under a tolerable degree
I'm so good I'll make you compliment me in your rhymes subliminally
yes thanks I know I'm witty
I come from the forbidden city
and now I'm turning you away with pity, for your flow and rhymes
no I'm not leaving, I'll haunt you here for some time to come
I've just crushed your dreams of making it to the gauntlet
You've just been cursed and this is going to keep on forsaking

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Originally Posted by Thumper

"Thumper all you are is a pole jumper" LOL haha

No skill,... no flow,... no nothin,..

I'm 'bout to battle this man and get me a win ya'll

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Thumper don't even come into the battle, I'll slay you like beef cattle
I'm like radioactive decay, you don't want a piece of me
I'm always cold like the Royal Canadian Mounted Police
I'll set you an hour behind like central standard time
I overpower you in everything you do
and I'll soon reveal the fact that you're an emo that listens to Blink182
I'm a U.F.O in you radar, a stealth danger
and I'm just about to finish of your mental health
and this was just practice because I'm always detrimental to you

"I'm always cold like the Royal Canadian Mounted Police
I'll set you an hour behind like central standard time"

LoL... haha, dog you can't be for real... lemme battle you. I'm just waitin' to be hustled. You probably really good and your just blowin' shit out your ass here to draw suckers in... lol here i am.

I bet ya thump when I bounce ya like a basketball
aerodynamic nigga taking flight but ass gonna fall
ya nothing but a shit load, it's me talking to a stall
bustin through ya guts and creepin out ta crawl
13 posts I guess dats none less of an odd number
fucked up his avatar and lame name called thumper

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Originally Posted by Thumper

"I'm always cold like the Royal Canadian Mounted Police
I'll set you an hour behind like central standard time"

LoL... haha, dog you can't be for real... lemme battle you. I'm just waitin' to be hustled. You probably really good and your just blowin' shit out your ass here to draw suckers in... lol here i am.

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No I joined this site yesterday when a friend of mine was looking for some of cannibus' battles and then dropped me a line.

(Thumper)

Just a Warning, im lyrically ill, ill batle you in a sec, just hold your head still, it actually takes skill to diss me unlike what you haave, winning to the worst spitter on rb is a huge grab for u, its sad, my spits are so hot, the only way u handle them is a hot pad, your so fat, you cant feel if you got shot, your rolls cover yourself while you squat, writeers block or just gay rhymes?, battle me, and your spit wil end up in the worst spit in the new york times, Do i hear hells bells?, enter my block, and youll be puking up shells, like a kindergarten is how thumper spells, smokes it up from getting ripped, losing all his brain CELLS.....

ya ghostly vision must of keyed rhymes blurry
so I guess dats why da call ya phantom fury
ya must be in a rage felt with a hot head
till i take it off da skillet and hit ya wit hot lead
ya mom is from bedrock cause i rock da bed
not da boat so she floats when shes givin me head