Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

Nice..


Yo I'mma get ill, and spit famine, my raps are diseased.
Punchlines fracture your spine, and puncture your spleen.
I'm crushin pure energy and and dispersin him into the universe.
Devour your being, Funky Esco comic book Galactus.
Gladiator I'm I'm battlin, spittin battery acid...
Ten lines minimum fuckin actor, flow so cold I make your skin shatter.
I rain a hurricane, you pit patter, better spit madder.
Smoked some dope, now lets get at'er.
Skip some chit chattin, nick nackin betta give this dog his..
Nawin on your skull, And yeah nasty ecso talkin shit kiss my ass.
P.E. I use to skip that class, how you s'pose to spit wit them shitty ass raps.
Fuckin douche bag, I'm drainin your brain speedin up my thoughts while you lag...
I'm on a new level, this cypher's just the beginnin....
Listenin, rather yet read, doesn't matter to me....
I'm still gonna fashion a scheme, for smashin this dweeb.....

Man wtfs wrong witcha? I aint even readin that..
Id rather beat u in the face till u can Barely keep ur teeth intact

frankie a sloppy hoe, u bout to get bodied bro
rip all of your figures off to ensure u stick with audio

Know's called P when he steps to me he wets his pants cuz he's too afraid to run
Like a child at the age of one, and ya girl gave such good head I called it cranium

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Originally Posted by KnowP

frankie a sloppy hoe, u bout to get bodied bro
rip all of your figures off to ensure u stick with audio

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Not usually the type to quote in a cypher, but son ur shits smelling...
I only been here for a week, but this already my 100th time correcting ur spelling

fingers* lol

Nothing about you is pure, even ya punches are light weight
Only thing heavy you bring to the table....is ya bitch who'll eat five plates

Damn auto correct, either way I'll Tahoe ya neck
I'll throw all logic out the window.... then this Ciroc bottle is next

That obviously wasnt intended for me, fuck it, I can go for it...
But yo momma so bald, she wear a turtle neck n look like a roll on deodorant

I got glocks n gats to stop ya tracks, cooking this Cali dinner
I'll lay Wood out in L.A.soo fast you'd think I was remodeling Staples Center

Mama jokes is next? Yours got flat goats milk breast
Shit looks like a brown paper bag whenever that hoe goes to flex

Son lame wit them bball lines, quit playin these games..
all that cali talk - u reppin bloods? Of course, ya whole life is in vein...

Not bad dog, u gotta do better if you trying to hit me
When I put all us teeth on the floor, you could join the rolling sixties

i blend styles with the freshness, you're stinkin like rotten curry,
my lines wreak havoc while yours scream 'change me im dirty',

Your blurred not fresh, walking around with that stank from your nest be blessed you were next

you aint the leader of the rat pack, you a pack rat- look at your house,
ill show you the ropes, and kick the chair out for you, while you hang yourself,

time cards at work only way you punch lines,
if its a homemade woman only way you fuck vagine,

you a softserve bitch, i return with a spiked shot,
your typical, butch hairdo like every dyke got,