Diss the bitch above you!

[JHull Checkstatz]

I here to tear down this rap shit like a bulldozer
Spittin at Eye-Q now ya rap career's over
I'm eatin up microphones wit tha weight of the world on my shoulders
An evil enemy with a heart thats black and colder
I'm bolder while ya home suckin on some boners
Faggot shit man, yeah homo's are usually loners
So why start wit this hip hop when you know I'll make ya shit drop
My shit's hot ya shit's not so stop cause I'm fixin ta' help ya flop
Touchin up emcee's while bustin n' clutchin tha M.I.C.'s
Burnin wit first degree's I'm that worst disease if ya neva heard of me
After comin at me ya gonna be in need of surgery
This is lyrical murder after some burgulary.....

[Ek-One]

I check stats, with techs;gats, i wreck cats,
This next rap, is a demolishing blow so test that,
Ive come to kill, lives: i run and steal,
Guns but still, Ill murder this cat from "Da Ville".

Back clutch, gats up, im bringing "stats" up,
Just back up, dont be a bitch because yo rap sucks,
Yo back struck, i wouldnt battle you...not much of a challenge,
You runnin' like stallions while im jsut clutchin' my talent.

[M Pulsive]

JHull Checkstatz

This nigga writin short stories to me,
but im bout to be fixed...
With more haters to kill come 2 thousand and six
Im loud on the shit, Always found on the strip
U can find me on pornsites takin a prowl with ur bitch
Im rippin u to pieces, put u in the hallway dyin
have u tearin like my baby bitch, always cryin
I doubt ur better, im bout to forecast the weather
Got no dates, caz door opens and whores past ur sweater
Im fast with metas,
caz girls dont admire pink shirts
I'll go to the sink first before battlin u,
caz u stink worse then a crime scene hearse
Who u got man, no one, and talk about basic
Didnt u use ur rymes on that collab we were plannin Makeshyft

No hate to make...but hate to Jhull

[M Pulsive]

FUCK THEM HATERS

Im a stay here bitches, till the Lord releases me
Seems ever fucker here, wants a piece of me
IM believe im free from writers block, due to recent pleas
took off my nieces jeans and cut her and decreased her knees
Im a Jesus eased, but the world doest beat on me
I speak calmly to hypocrits and heat the tommy
niggas from flippa to Darth Maul wanna vet hate
See if this was basket ball ud be on the ground with the head fake
I impregnant noobs moms, and let the leg break
and snake u from behind, and have ur head hangin as dead weight

[DyMoNiK]

ya girl make her ass jiggle...she make her ass clap...
heard all that shit in ya last rap...sleep on my shit take a real fast nap...
are you gonna blast back...why the fuck i ask that...
everything im spitting nowadays is way past wak...
fuck you man...seen you hopping in a cypher...
whats that smell dude...you droppin summin in ya diaper...
very true i got ya scared...very true i think ya weird...
loved ya girly...so very true i got ya spared...
call you a dork...you just a fucking nerd...to the highest degree...
man i came here for a battle...came here for a challenge...
in this cypher im the FLYEST EASY!!!!!!!1

[OrceN]

Ek-One get ready for your destruction,
You're in Deep shit like uncovering goverment corruption,
Cryptic rhymes displace you like alien abduction,
I await your reaction but you got subdued bodily function,
You got a brain the size of toenails on a munchkin,
so no wonder you get eaten quickly like homeless kats an pork luncheon,
This dork is frontin, my victories he cant be countin,
skills are alien to this guy, so thats why he thinks i'm a martian,
You're home il barge-in holding a large-gin,
grab you're rhyme book set it on fire then throw it in the bin,
I'm merciless like ming,
an you're a fucking faggot like chandler bing.

[M Pulsive]

OrceN

This niggas a hog, his fucken budgets fellin
U aint no hard nigga bitch, u a subject felon
Im the predicate in this, the crowd aint ready yet
lookin like a rag doll when u wipe away the spegetti sweat
Im rarely checked, this nigga can bararely threat
Caz u a bitch made and ur rymes are severly slept...
On, have ur whole neck gone, my rymes taste raw
Got this nigga lit with more stitches than baseballs

[M Pulsive]

Dymonik

Nigga i'll service a murder to anyones front door
Caz Im fucken killin bitches, i need more noobs to hunt for
I stunt toward them, just to get a exercise and run more
have the niggas lookin 10 years older like they fucken hung whores
Dymonilk aint shit, ridin around his lawn in a barbie Ford
batteries runnin out of breath like ur fucken piece on the "sorry board"
This is what niggas need barney for
Caz if u go out im a have u scattered like socks on the laundry floor

[M Pulsive]

Me and my crew first gotta swear a pledge
To be close at all times like a pair of legs
I tear a keg up, get shit I desire bitch
Got chicks that admire this...
style caz im far from the pad like im wirless

(wireless mouse can be taken farther from computer)

[Iller Than Thou]

i bleed pac, and heat fucks so they need chalk
killas seek blocks, and speak glock, to feed the cheap cocks
i murk punks, it hurts chunks when the glock go "Clur-Clunk"
my lurk stunk with bird crumbs, im on the block like bird dung
i tear shit up, and perish cops till there aint any more
fear my waves, cuz peers fill graves for cops on shore

[Barz&Penstripes]

Damn another lil thug with a gun in his hand
Talking bout his crew how they murdered a man
M pulsive ain't yah with colorful rhymes
Explaining your baby bars to an adult mind
Mafia thats whats up these day and times
In the air when you have to validate your lines
Its seems not many really live by that code
Its just convenient for records sales and shows
Find yourself money i simply say cause ur time is done
Thugs look for 99 problems leading to 1 outcome

[M Pulsive]

yea that out come is that loss on ur record for ur wack style....LOL

[B-ILL]

ill rip out your heart and send your soul crashin' through the gate's of hell
i spit flames so hot they'll make you melt and then swell/
thought you could come on here spittin' weak shit like you know somethin'
i got you "home alone" on christmas time.........
...............your gettin' robbed like "Mr.Duncan"/
times up your wrist froze it's your fate im bout to choose
diced up like strawberrie's and served like "Yogen Fruze"/
fuckin soft kid with a sweet tooth because thats all he spit
he could never come hard...........
.......... even if he had diahreah and his ass still couldn't shit/
i love pickin' you up because i could always pretzel you down
ill turn your smile around your face and your throat to a frown/

[Wiccid]

im not even gonna waist to many lines
this is like speak n to the blind
ill diss u wit week spits
toss this dude corps up in a ditch
rap n is not ur thing stop it and just quit

LMAO ^^^ dont feel like think n

[BC]

me and wiccid used to be mates wit sicken spits/
but when Heavy Hitters went to shit his lines just quit/
i be wondering why he ever quit, tha crew could have been tha best/
but now im wit LOR and we aint takin prisnors, as match be no contest/
and i ask did your brain stop workng cas them lines is wack/
but you still can be my sidekick like caddyshack/