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since ya rhymes made of beef i'll put a fork in it/
and if i want a wack rhyme I'll put a dork in it/ bet with your flow your best in your state/
but don't try intrude on my block, i got dogs at the gate/
and the state where you from, you grow your own shit to make your plate/
dis bitch acts like he kno's shit,but he got nothing to show for it.
im blowing shit,got dorks like u wowing it,
lyrics is wat obsessing,it my arse da god b blessing,
to make me iller den u,to make me write these lyrics dat r killing u,
im getting rid ov u,soz it was u outa everyone who got caught up,
fell thru da ranks but i got got up,an im bk at it again,
my lyrics floating thru ears an im smacking them in,
to get it to ur brain,ur insane if u cant test sum1 bigga den u in dis game,
u might think it lame,but i've wiped mcs off dis site an i'll do it again.
made them feel so much pain,im a supperior mc an me ders no escaping,
make them feel like u no chance elavating,
yea im a thug an i smoke da hurb,but i got da abillility 2 make u feel so small u can swing ur legs on ur street curb,
_edited for spelling reason's-
borring
Nutcase dont have shit ready so Ima diss myself
The Dork tries to come up here acting like hes dope
But theres times like these when I wish I had a rope
To string myself up and hang me from a tree
Because I hate myself and I wish I wasnt me
I would get lighters and gas and lite myself up
While burning I look in the mirror and say " Hey whats up?
I Talk back to myself and say "Nothin nigga"
If I had a gun I would point it at my head and pull the trigga
Dont come here and spit one line bitch
he kno's he'swaak so he disses himself,my punches smacking u in stealth,
applying fear dis pussy im stunting iz rdy 2 pop,if ur cumming bk at me make sure giv it all u got,im always dissing wen i pop my rymes,u got no punches but i got lines,
noobing it shud b a crime,u got no flow,multis,vocab ur waste ov my time,
u can beat me ur next diss by lying it,but hav u got ur money cuz i got mine,
stop tripping ,u cant shine,ur just da next punk,worth taking a trip in my trunk,
giv u a big bitch slapping an dump u like junk,trust me wigga,i'll spark ur arse out,
start leaving wigga,i'll nock ur arse out,PUSSY!!
What? Ive got no flow?
Its you bitch ass that rhymes all out of control
Your from England you should speak English
instead you speakin some dialect, some wierd ass jibbrish
Look at you, you suck ass and your writtings poor
You got bad grammar, your teeth are shit and your "MUMS" a whore
y did u hav to cum bk for,talk about whore u musta bin born by 1 fo sure,
admit ,wen i diss it sticks like grit,an ur only here cuz ur daddy's comdom split,
i was always dealing an witty,since u was itty bitty ,drinking beer out ov yo mama's titty,since was a kiddy ,ur arse has proberly b bullied so life iz shitty,
my skills cud NEVER b taught,u do get bullied dats y ur named dork,
a reject,dat will regret,fucking wid me u will wish we neva met,
THAT WHOLE THING DIDNT RHYME AT ALL!
You spit like you got no balls
Your shit flows out like crap and "do do dropings"
Ima spit this through my computer and talk like Stephen Hawkings
And trip your ass out about cosmos and quantum physics
Ima smart mutha fucka, if your too slow youll fuckin miss it
Im like Einstien when im on the mic
Tell me witch scientists you like
Carl Segan , Tesla ,my 7th grade science teacher
Slamming rap religion in you skull like a manic street preacher
I dont ever want to see you in my state , city or block
Because I got you your mum and your whole fuckin country on lock
bitch
You gotta be smokin if u think im fearin this diva
I straight humiliate this kid, call me lyrical reaper
he from ma moma's bed, cause thats where i leave him rested
his internal organs fucked and have him bleed through his rectum
look his stupidity got him thinkin he's the illest on the site
he's the head of ma fan base, niggas give me a million to type
Phill, is it ok If I call you Phill?
Cause right now Ima bout to get ill
You skipped me in your last drop
While Im dissin you ,youre gonna say stop.
And I dont mean stop like a stop sign
I mean stop, as in your career cuz you cant rhyme
Its like fuck kid go home
Cuz im the bone collecter and im about to bone-
your mom and you kid sister
Fucked them both till I had blisters
Now dont come back and say your mad
Cause not only did I fuck your mom , I dissed your dad
By sayin , "dude , why did your wife and you have a son named Phill?
Because your mom shoulda had an abortion or take the day after pill
like I said bitch , Im ill.
dork ima stab you through the gut with a rusty fork
if thats supposed to be your mixer thatsa shit sort
I dont need to diss you cause your rhymes insult you
when i murked you you cried and you sulked true
you so ghetto your family buys groceries in bulk food
After you read this I know you just gonna sulk foo!
your rhymes are "garbage", i "eat em up" like "hobos do"
im "crushin ya spirit", post again and youll lose ya "soul too"
come around my crib and youll get "stoned too"
"leave fangs in ya neck" like "tom cruise"
but i "cut your interview", cause you aint got no fans
i'll leave you "more stoned" than "smoking 100 grams"
Stone
What kinda name is that?
Ima wet your ass and call you a wetback
So step back , your rhymes are wack
Hey I'm new here, but that aint an excuse
I got more rhymes than orange got juice
And like OJ , I dont play
Your Nichole Simpson and .................................................. ............. OH Fuck it this dont rhyme but Ima slash the fuck out of you!
so next time you rhyme, I hope you get better
Like Weezer, Ima pull your string and destroy your sweater
These lyrics i spitt, r'gon be tha most ~ExPlicit~ evea
Deadly'r then Nething inside the rhyme lays tha necter
I triple infintely DOgg dare ya ~git in the way~
Touch it motha'fucka and ull git layd out all on the pave
Blood splatter, brain matter, now who feeling pain?
If i remember correctly i thought it was u who said I pay
But thats not what it looks like to me
On tha ground unsound no pulse ..ya bleed
Possibly it was just a matter of time b/4 yad see
I just came quicker and ended it swifter then a breeze
Im a Crazy motha'fucka loveing every second of this all
Nothing will Ever make me feel differently
Ill grab a bat , take a swing, hit u in tha knees
Bust it all up till ya cant walk forver--thats permenatly
Im tha Real deal, Mr. Mistro With a plan up my sleeve
To leave all those who oppose overthrown
My flows that i throw at um-will leave um numb-
Dumb till im done-then stunned cuz i won-
Now im number one- you lose (boo-hoo)
Im sorry bitch, but ya bit off more then ya could chew....
U racist?? dork? lol
I never said I was racist
But all this talk about what not and what not
But its you fool who just got your ass shot
Its funny how you never mentioned me untill the end
But its your ass and your neck Im going to bend
You prolly hyped yourself up
writing rhymes all night till you unwoke up
That means you never slept
Your ass is the ass that I put In check
Now I dont know who the fuck you think you are
but you could never ever diss me in 20 fuckin bars
so pack your bags and go back to where you came from, you puss
Because you first post came from your fuckin rank slimy skanky anus
this nicca here is never a threat
dog, your flows wash up
let alone you'll be gone before your even a vet
ain't nelly on this cause i make no sweat
just realize i hear to over turn the flows on the net