Re: Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher
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Originally Posted by
Gamgeenie
Talkin about a floater, say hello to this tempestuous psycho,
He's his mommas lil motor - boater, he the incestuous type - yo,
Infested with his own families sperm count, gave daddy a lil birds-mouth,
Til he couldn't get his words-out and his world fell apart, the end, burnt - out,
Then RB inherited this lil man - blouse, no Dick to be found when his pants down,
Not a single fan found cos nitemare can sound like he can't count let alone type a sentence - fucking ass clown.
Your rhymes ain't even decent
Just ranting 'bout semen
Ima cut your life in half-call you G-Man
But you ain't gonna be a Freeman, so sit there and stew
Cause my raps rape more minds than head crabs do
Ooo
Your name is Gamgeenie
Go cry, 'fore your murdered by this meanie
Better find a genie
And wish to go so far you can't see me
'Cause I'll tear off your head and shit down your neck
You'll regret
Taking the bet
Of posting on this thread
Biatch
Re: Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher
3 posts to date and we needn't more
your a ghost that's waitin' to see the lord
you'll have to conceive your 4th post through a Ouija board,
if you oppose ya fate and breach accord
I'll beat you til I'm reassured that we have peace restored
Your lines are just...rather clown and ass-like, they'll easily be ignored
until scientists gather 'round the crash site of my lyrical meteor
when my flow crash landed on this lonely ass planet and formed the grand canyon
the lord began jammin';
all aboard my bandwagon
i'll have your ass planted in the back, gamblin' with Jumanji's Alan playing backgammon.
My tummy's growlin', now then
I look at this whack amateur like I look at a yummy sandwich that packs salmon
Your sac gets cut off and given to your mom as snack almonds
you lack stamina to run from the manhandler who's got antlers, rammin ya
cops only slightly capture ya on their dashboard cameras
your face will be on the news, "missing", like the alaskan sasquatch,
i'm just a hasbeen that's got
your ass pinned to the cabin's wall like captioned snapshots
or a map of aspen
force feeding you tabs of aspirin
before leading you and your fag friends to a masked assassin
fasten your straps, batten down the hatches, you'll be among the last men
to have their skulls bashed in with a mic until the mics smashed to fragments
Re: Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher
Nononononono
You call that an attack?
Do I need to redefine wrath?
I wouldn't wipe my ass with that crap you just spat
You wanna quote Jumanji? Well I'm the final threat
Hornet burrowing into your ears more painful than Squidward's clarinet
You'll never get more upset than when you realize my skill set
Soaring higher than national debt
You're on the ground-my silhouette
My lines are toxic
Vines drilling into your eye sockets
Then smash your car through that guy's market
Then park it-leave and fuck your girl without her compliance
Take one step closer and I'll unload my rifle that's silenced
My violence will bash you mindless
Shove a hook up your nose and pull out your sinus
Work similarly with your ho, leave her childless
As you watch everyone you know fall lifeless
Haul yo fat ass out the back and split it in half like mitosis
Leave this bitch more sickly than pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis
Break your back- call it scoliosis
I'll admit your bars are fire: you got that halitosis
But know this
One does not simply diss me and get away that
It's a fact
My lyical attacks smack hacks back to black and white and black again
Half my pen reaches further than your dick extends
You cannot even begin to pretend to comprehend your descent into the end
You can't even win Onceawhile, put your career on suspend
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You'd best bail. You've set sail for death, hell you took the express rail
I make forests from the vets I impale, the fresh entrails have yet to be stale
I'll knock your head with a flail, crack that frail skull like an egg shell,
the only thing between his legs is his tail, he's tryin' to run away like he fled jail
but has my Feds on his trail, they can tell it's him from the excrement smell,
and they're getting madder at you with every breath they inhale
he'll be caught and brutally wrecked if he yells, heck-they'll harpoon his neck if he wails
your junior text is a fail, son you weren't meant to excel
I'm a senior you're a freshman, I'm the leader of the x-men
an ex-savior, you're a Justin Bieber, a seeker of attention
I'm a warrior from Valhalla back to order my cabal to snap you
chew you like gala apples, my pals shall unrap you
I'm Al Capone you're an alcoholic that wallows in vomit
while watching Wallace & Gromit on an analog Panasonic
I'm an anti-oxidant dropping ill pro's with valid arguments,
I turn you into talcum particles, how come all of his
raps are horrible, I can't bump 'em, I don't have the tolerance
I'll make you write raps til you reek of sweat
Your weak threats are supported by even weaker threats
I'll beat your chest because you lack the heart to speak of death on a beat cadet
my peak has yet to be reached, I bet
your peak is set where my feet are kept
he walks in crowds but there's not a peer amid him like Egypt without Imhotep
this negro went and let his ego vent
he's the type of bitch to pay d-bo's rent
vocab as rich as zero cents your rhymes could leave no dent
-in the game. Forget heaven, this jackass was Steve-O sent
his whole [life] was meant to reattempt stunts and make some of them
dissing me was one of them
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Your metaphors are silly, i plan to attach a Semtex bomb to your Achilles
just for the fact that i can't stand you, my fist is what i want to hand you,
not for the dap, but to permanently tattoo my hand print of when i slapped you
For trying to act big and tall, your face will resemble a Shaquille O'Neil signature basketball
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my metaphors eat through metal floors, "acid rap"
trippy as hell, what you witness is like your miniature self
was dipped in acid when the dipshit rappelled,
slipped and then fell in a pitcher of L...SD
you fuck up on the mic like you came ill-equipped for a spelling bee
"how long does the trip last?" this prick asked, before he zipped past
reality's grip, lipped glass, lit the grass, ripped and cashed his little bowl fast
reached critical mass,
tried to dispatch a diss to this-class of rap, meaning lyrical caste, but his riffraff
was mismatched; enough, your just terrible man, you're unable to dish crafts
while my lines are like fine china; i find him high, tryna get up on my table and strip dance
I prepared a small plan, slipped him into the bag where my fam and I ditch trash,
stuffed that shit an in aerosol can and labeled it Whipped Ass
even the actors from fear-factor wouldn't want a serving, it's not worth it
the active ingredient is Don's verses, no one on Earth is
dumb enough to bite his raps on purpose, the long search is
finally over, I've found biter repellent, just spray it on the surface of your rhymes upon purchase
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u want a spelling contest, I contest, with distress, that ur a fucktard, uglier than that shit, in lockness, ur arms and legs been stuck up ur arse since birth, the only hard skin u got is on ur knob from all that rubbin on earth, don't think im doubtin the only time u get some, is when the granny parade week is on and their shoutin, u walk outside and offer them a dollar, and then they sceam out robber, that little dumb cunt needs some serious lubrication cobba, sliding up and dn on grannies all day, Christine aguliar at 90 with aids, is all u be getting, fuck face, its time to fade, ever since the day u were born, god held his dick and tugged himself off, just the though of u makes him sick, so sick, he tugged himself so hard, his dick feel off and he had to order a whole new stick. did I say stick, I mean to say prick, go on coak sucker, go and suck on ur that little prick, infact spray on some please fuck me juice, straight from paris, run round sayin im a Hilton, and try to see that size isn't a reason to scream embaress, im an active ingreditant in the letters 6 6 6, so creative that im here not even pisset. im in class elite, n ur class piss weak, go suck my dick mother fucker, get a life, n go freak, ur a freak of nature, a woman bashin whore, whos lust lucky score, was with a, 2 dollar score, all the way from fucken shang whore, go n suck in this, to ur lungs, suck in right in and fill em, old matey, who the hells Katie, breath it in n get ur riff raff of ma fatey, a 93 yr old, ur fates to die alone, and im making sure it happens, shit now I got a bone, just from rappin, a granny from back in the 80's, get fucked. don't u remember, she been stuck in my mind since u read u fucked her, way back last september.
Re: Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher
you pissed me off with that trite shit you wrote
but I can laugh it off because your life is a joke
I'll stick a mic in your throat - do him like Dickk-1 (a white kid who's dope),
or I'll do you like Lif son, burn you with a stick of dynamite in your coat
Were you tryna explode,?
that fuckin' block of text alone pretty much silenced those hopes
you write with a gross mind, the closed kind and your post
was equivalent to a high vicodin dose, not feelin' it
my rhyme is prescribed with a note, to guys diagnosed with the illest shit
I shouldn't even waste my time roasting this seismic hoax
whose lines are as crooked as the lines of a coast
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Supergoo? Sounds like you a fruit
If you can hang it's through a noose
Bitch, don't explain, do the proof
You've wrote your shame I view
Grannie this, grannie that
Is all I've seen skimming that wack rant
Where's your jabs at
You're going nowhere on a fast track
Who you mad at
Your faux pas aggression is half-assed
Just a cover up for being a pussy tool, tampax wrap
Tryna hurry up & post, your dads out back
Told you this rap site's getting you nowhere
And your stats vouch that
By reasoning of your weak scripts, you should die
Phony threats & useless lies
I'd see you killed if I ever see you alive
Know it's code, BUT, I won't say what I see
That concepts way above your head
While your both way below my feet
Even your alias is weak
A stupid name, say something bleak,
Attempt a tirade with who reads it,
Be a dishonorable piece of shit, then leave it
Knowing if you continue, you'd be beaten
I'm the type to still want you murdered
After your no longer breathing
What's a blood-thirst? I feed it
It's addictive as Cheerios
To a killer who hates sweetness
But lives off of cereal
All your sickening sex driven lyrics?
Not vet, but your heavy with prose
& bitching's not dissing
So, It's hard for goo to get out of hand
Like a six year old children
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Once in a while with twice the garbage
If your planted on substance, time to harvest
Hack you off since your STALKing weak targets
With hella CORNy flows you harness
Call a shotgun Nintendo
There's no defect, but blow the cartridge
Buckshots? Suck it all in
Like last week after you got bitchslapped
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This wannabe muhammad ali doesn't want it with me, I'll make you vomit (blegh)
from this lyrical bubonic plague, it'll cost you an arm and leg,
Really mods, is this Not a threat?
Watch him nod his red dotted head, as he begs not to be shot dead,
Then I wake him up, he's shaken up right off of his bed
He has dreams of dyin', and I am often the guy who causes the dread,
The final option is to drop him alive inside of his coffin instead, while I'm having coffee and bread
Watchin' him face his fears like he did when he dropped in this thread
Your punches lack correct execution, I hope that when you wrote you wasn't sober
He catches flack for sex abuse when I expose how his flow fucked him over
And how he fucked it up worse with his closer; what smells, was your verse dipped in sulfur?
This creature got balls in his mouth another couple around his hole like gopher
in a golf course,
and I'm a golfer
bout to hit you with the nine iron, somebody call Fore!
Did somebody call for Onceawhile to bust somethin' wild,
or to bust up a child for touchin' that motherfuckin' dial?
I told you not to, I straight up annihilate with such a style...
Ain't nothin' I'll wait for another couple to try their fate, you better duck Belial
So many bodies gettin' tossed to hell that they up and piled miles to the idol's Gates
God gotta crocodile smile on his face...
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It's strategic, kid believe it, you get no readings
Once a while... tis the seizing to hunt you for not retreating
... Tell Christmas beat it, I got a gift to end your breathing
Since it seems about presents, my presence'll cringe your being
... Who do you live with, heathen, it's best to predict them fleeing
Nobody who knows you will fight for you... Depict your beating
Reason to slaughter your soul, yo, I already have it
Didn't need it in the first place, I detect who's plastic
Pretending savage for words sake, even your threats lagging
Ketchup packets in your medicine cabinet? Grow the fuck up
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opponents just pups, mutts, I'mma bison with moves like tyson
I won't grow a fuck-up, I'll euthanize him
when I'm cypherin' the roof is risin'
when you cypher you lose your license to write shit, you should wisen
the fuck up, practice, or at least look for a new horizon
you suck nuts at this; I super-sized 'n busted through the hymen,
my over use of hyphens will dash your hopes of beating me - you lose and I win
i thought he was cold and ruthless but the truth is liken to getting greenland confused with iceland
your rehashed concepts are as stale as ever
you be mailin' letters but turn to female whenever my posts are entered
my rhymes are frozen weather,
they'll be hailed and measured on a scale, remembered as the rap that broke the record
on doppler radar, details at eleven, these gales from heaven
topple gay bars like hurricanes with pressure shatterin' San Francisco's taverns
your bars are from fiscal data, nobody wanna see that shit no matter how much you have son
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onceawhile is enough cos those damn bison stink...
in the literal sense, but do you see the link?
but whats really confused my thinking is a different question
with cloven hoofs, how do you key without fingers n thumbs to press them?
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this kid lacks logic, he'll probably blackout if he thinks too hard
i'll leave this missing-link f.u.b.a.r. for trying to be sphincter smart
smart ass? no, smart asshole, whose stinks at par with my bars odor, and I've
gotta large quota to meet, you're just a small order who should start over his life