To all yall:

who's got liver, yeah come n holla
Like an emotional bi*ch, i'll make u catch feelins
Dis is military issue, 4 all yall civilians,
Who's got sometin on me, who's got an issue
Niggaz come hard, but dey gt flushed like tissue,
Call me ur referee, n i don blown my whistle
So quit playin, cos my lyrics, i'll b sprayin,
So 4ck bullet proof, wat yall nid is lyric proof
But dont cross my zone, cos u might end up like Proof,
U niggaz lie a lot, n i'm d 4ckin truth
Like chargin me 4 lyric slaughter, Yall nid a 4ckin proof,
So try prove, dat i aint d best
I spray yall wit metaphors, like Raid sprays pest,
Call me a killa, cos i murder on tracks
So walk away like Craig(David), take ur bags n pack,
Cos I'm d dude wit mad skills, I'll b bringin D Drama
I make yall niggaz catch slugs, like Vincent Enyeama.

@ Junk unit:
Giv it up boy,-u aint a rapper
Dis is 4 grown men,-go outsite(outside) n play catcher,
U borin ass bastard,-u so overbearin
Ur rap is like snorin,-its noizy n annoyin,
Dont xpose ur wackness outside,-keep it private like pubic(pubic hair)
I'm like a headache,-2 4ck wit me, u nid fensic,
kaluchi is a G, like d Alphabet
Cos i'm so sick,-but i aint done d remix wit Neyo yet,
N one thing u can bet,=
is i'ma murder u, den com father ur ma
yeah-yeah-yeah,- u can call me ur grandpa.

Who d 4ck is J unit
U mst b bad food,-cos ur name sounds like junk unit,
I don seen niggaz tryna b 2Pac or sound like Jay Z
So i aint surprised if u tryna b d broke version of 50,
Like buyin suya,- U jst bought my beef
Bt u a broke bastard,- i dont think u can afford a piece.

@ Crude:
Wat d 4ck are u tryin 2 do,- a 4ckin get 2 get
U are as lame as a handicap,=dat i can bet,
Dis is a diss site,-not a make up site
so if u cant kip up,- den break out 'aight',
U still got milk teeth,-so u cant chew my beef
U gon lie 6 feet like a dearly deceased,
Ask Hash d Baby,-He dont want it wit me
He rather go 4ck Himslf dan 4ck wit me
I'm so high,-like d sky b my foot mat
I dnt giv a 4ck,-like wearin my shoes on a prayin mat,
How can i giv a fork,-wen i eat wit spoons
Difference is,- I'm so full n u're a fool

How can u say if u gat 99 problems,-I aint one
But wen eva i diss u a reply must come,
Handlin me is actually a problem
Call d Federal Government n tell'em ,-me on dis site is code red,
U might tink I got a Bach.of Art d way i drop metaphors
Think of me as ur lecturer,cos i can skool u boy,
I call u Michelle(Destiny's Child),- cos all u do is fill ins n interludes
Ur lines sound like love songs,- u nid a verse wit d Neptunes.

I diss any coc*s**ker i feel like
4rm Hash, Sauce n Makavele,-even if His d 1 dat rolled wit Suge night,
Den wassup wit mi tryna pick on u
Like sayin Jackson is white,-boy u gat no clue,
In dis site,- I'm D Best
Ur name is only heard wen dey cal d rest.

Tomato sauce,--are u back 4rm ur break
Jst one shot 4rm D Don n u had 2 evacuate.
Men Fu*k Akon n put d blame on mi
simply cos all i do is murda rappers 4 free.

Hash., i see u tryna keep up sh*t
I'm skyscrappers above u, so u's a keep up bit*h,
How can i bite ur line, my mouth 2 fresh 4 dat
+ u nid a pack of A4, cos all u do is fotostat,
Wats up wit d Noah talk, is u diggin Christainity
Boy,-ur shovel aint long enuf to dig up Christainity,
We're dawgs(dogs) in here, screw yall cats
But wen i asked my cats,-dey said u's a rat.

2 Hash
U are more dan one B**ch,-U "re a pack of women
So tighten up ur skirt,-wen u talk 2 We Men.

2 Hash
F dat boy,- now u wan sound like D bang
U R&B star,-how is u eva gon b hard,
I knw u hotta dan me,- why nt,- u a B**tch
+ i nid a needle 4 ur loose mouth,-so it can b stitched,
But i spit beta dan u,-like i gat a truck load of saliva
Sh*t,-my flow so sick,-like i gat a life taim fever,
I"m d savior of rap,N u a mere disciple
N i dont giv a f**k, if u dont beliv in d Bible,
How can i giv a fork,-wen i wan eat a bird food (rice)
I rather use a spoon,- so i can chew ur ass fool,
Bring d beef homeboy,- i aint no vegetarian
+ i stack a book of rhymes,-bt i aint no librarian,
Hash, no cash, u gt ur face bashed, RoosterDrinker
U aint grown yet,- so i cal u babyfu*ker,
U don picked on d wrong dude
Like a white,-in Niger-Delta, u in d wrong hood,
I'm d God Emcee,--so u shld bow down b4 me
I knw u muslim,-so do it like u bow down b4 Him,
I"m big, strong n built 2 destroy
Is dere no mo4cker else,-like d movie Troy.
Luchi b d heartless nigga, dat put d Bruce on Willis
Even if ur skin cells"s dead,- i still knw u can feel dis.

Word 2 Hash,
Niggaz Niggaz Niggaz,--Men dats some fix
Hash,-U"re beta off called a Niggi,-cos u a chic,
Its a Disgrace dat u wear a shirt n hv a dick
Wat u nid is 2 wear a skirt n rub lipstick,
U go tell others wat u was told,-u a snitch
N confide more wit d opposite sex(ur same sex), cos u a bi**ch,
Differrence b/w Me n U---
Its i"m a G n u a boo,
Or mayb i"m d Gangsta n u a snitchstar
If snitchin were a crime,-u shld b behind bars,
N i knw u play "ten-ten",- U shld wear bras.

To Hash,
It took u 12 bars 2 diss me, 4 more bars n a verse is don
In dis rap game,-i'm a king,  u're a f**kin pun
Dissin me is like sex witout condom, its dangerous
I'm contagious, i can infect u wit da Sick Artiste Virus

Makavele,-u wan b tupac,--i'm sorry
U local bastard,- u beta off as a dummy
Talkin bout schnappe,-- do u think we in ur village
U beta off a trashman cos ur talk is gabbage.

Yeah, ur name Hashbaybee(hashbaby) shows u a kid
N wen i say kid,--i mean a goat offspring.

Hash,--I spat on CD"S, while on ur trousers, u was peepee
Ur flow is garbage, it shld b in a dustbin
Ur rap is shit,-Bitch, n i"m d 1 to do d flushin.

Saucekid,--wat"s dat supposed 2 b,--Tomato sauce
Imposter, Wannabee,--why nt carry ur cross.
Pause,,, I drop lyrics like goat shit,--I can do it while i walk.
Ur lyrics is like goat shit, its small n it sulks,

I don wet Hash"s cheese, cos he"s a rat
so whom d next wan get F***ed like dat.

Yo, Hash,-- I wan sound kinda rash
I knwz u ,--fuckin boo.
u aint supposed 2 b here,-- beware,
ur ass shld gt posted 2 sokoto like an unlucky youth corper
pun ass freak,--dat gats no doe,--i"ma ball on ur ass,--cal me globetroter.
plus+ i knw u Muislim, so dont amuse mi,--U shld b in d mosque, prayin 2 d God emcee,--
N i guess dat will b no 1 but d dope Luchi,

What da f is high breed, u're a local breed,
We're dawGs here,----u IS BINGO--so i feed u dog feed(food)

I stayz on my grind like an erected dick,
localbreed--u flow is slimer dan a mere toothpick,
U a foolish prick---dissin d GOD Luchi
HybridSex(sorry X) Dats why i call u PUSSY.
Neva u try diss mi, cos i gt pissed,--like urination,
Plus i throw d V, so u knw i gt bloody like Menstration,
I got a pack of flows,, n i got a stack of Dough
Bt i dnt blame u----shovel ass Bastard,--u"re a corroded Ho(e).

What da f is high breed, u're a local breed,

U say ur name is Hash , yeah i knw dat,
U like a young bro 2 mi , so i giv u a pat on ya back,---RoosterDrinker dick rider,--no cheda muthafucka,