Piko set up thread for ALFA ACE vs BARZ

Yhu are a Kid..

Supermiy:
come bag me now

abi we all dey the newbee tourney.. just wait

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GIYAZZ:
I'm back with an agenda/ to massacre the females, males, bisexual and every gender/
Posed as the rap bender/ done dropped my evil thoughts in a blender/
Enthwinin' these mixed feelings with beef/ ya asss exposed to the public will give me relief/
Believe. . . Me when I tell ya I'm bangin/
hangin' with 'em dudes placed in higher ranks, please/
bitchh!!! mark this/
this year I'm happenin/
Picture me dancin' nakedd in my room as my dick be danglin/
But ffuckk you!! if you hating on this cool niggie/
No Poppa Doc but all we need is a Free world away from your stupidity!/
(Easy G. . .)
Heard ya be going hard tryna cop points dissing me/
Throwin' shade when i go flame/
I show then/
ya switch like "we love G'Iyaz, besides he a known gem"/
.....
Who the ffuckk is you?
.....
I'm spillin' these lines to deal with you/ pitty you/
Cos it's kickin' dude/
Ya actin' king droppin' weak lines/
I smack this bitchh and he ain't speakin' in a week time/
Sshhhh. . .How the ffuckk you brag boi?/
Don't ya know ya wack, boi?/
you think you's a cat, boi?/
Skinny jeans? You ffag, boi?/
Please Stop the act, boi/
Someone tell this fool that he's name be Whizzy don't mean he a Star, boi!/
. . . .Mtscheeeew!
Some niggas be crackin' ma ribs/ backin' that beat/
Lines ill but ya be.. gaspin' ta breath/
Glacierz boi, was thinkin' you'd grab it/ then smash it/ BAM sshit/
But nigga, you was trapped in that beat that you rapped in!/
Hold on sonny. . . See, I ain't takin' shots/
Cos if I was on that sshit ya could sight some Remy popped/
YOLO
Rebel be food for some she now/ that rematch ya kicked went down for some free round/
Big clown/ what's all that talk ya make that bbitch bow?/ ya types front with cheap gowns/
Cos ya like Kristina Rei. . . a bbitch with a big mouth!/
Hitcha!
Huh. . . I'm going raw as i pop bad sshit/
Addin' up 'em puccies showin' up in time I'd bust ma sshit/
Yeyenati endowned with a circular @ss. . . catch me wishin' I hug that bbitch/
Sight another one in the angle/ with plus size bbreasts i dream to strangle/
Haha, c'mon Giyazz ffuckk that sshit/ Tifanee, Cherryice, Atikub, teddybiyasi I wish y'all hit my crib and come suck ma dick!/
Ya heard right. . .
JigSawKillah's a bbitch, a clown, a wannabe gangsta/
A motherffuckin' frown Scott Evan's grandma/
I pull ya out cos I gasto/ for being a fake Thug like CB4's Gusto/
Ya never moved coke unless on an apron instead/
And the only time ya got a Tek was when you copped Raymond's mixtapezz!!/
See, Punchlines I be spillin' stay sleak/
you don't wanna battle me, I still slay quick/
Every line sick like some SS nigga copped malaria/
Ya verses be wack, better stay off ma nick bra/
Or next time ya down. . . pack fa real ya/
Cos that last sshit never 'scratched ME. . . like the DJ be sleepin' on Sandie Shaw's materials!!!!!


Gerrout!

just seeing this

MY SHORT REPLY DISS

This dude act loud nd forms hardest lyrical / but he has a "silent brain"..he's "dumbfounded in the skull"/ he's getting casted down,no-one upholding him at all/ don't be surprised when I beat him "neatly nd smoothly"..call it an "unfolding" miracle/
I'm coming in hard to kill the dyke/ all he need do is to hide/ cos it's sorta like he'll be de-flowered in this venue when I leave,his D filed/ in due time using the deadly missile/
This fella always steps on nerves/ so I'm moving my fist from his head to hands..legs to laps/ that's him getting cremated after being dealt with slaps/
I'm so treasured,I flex golden/ me nd success were meant to be/ I do lot of things relaxed like eat fast holding a spoon loosely,my lyrics,I pen dozing/ I can kill the dude,dancing nd "let out his generational secret'' when I "X,posing"/
I'm a kind of murderer that is fun to be around with..I'm funny nd really interesting/ I kill in every venue from Benin to Houston/ track your g.f to her bathroom and you won't believe the next thing/ when I punch her on the skull as soon as she steps in the Jacuzzi/ leaving her brain,dead in the bathtub like the daughter of Whitney Houston/
Amidst mourning,I call out your sister to my home to come wine it/ suck her boobs,bite her tits with my teeth/ send her back home to mourn with family,she text me to confirm that what I did earlier,she really liked it/ then,I reply her with a line that's drugs leaving her dead in the living room like Tammy Wynette/
If he claiming a hard rapper nd decides this will be some walk over/ Imma use him to make profit as I put his body entirely on turn over/ leaving his head facing the ground like wrongly turned newspaper/ gums on his soul like some shoe makers/
nd eyes on his heart like freezed painting/...I gat multiple girls I take away for real dating/ they end up doing the bills paying/ I've got sister Mary's hymen breaking/ but it's a "blunder",when giyazz says he's got any "miss taken"/

that's all

here make dull, bouta spice shid in a minute

i pick the pen, i start to envision corpses,
dem dey talk knives and guns, i dey search for rockets,
im subject to your death, i aint looking at the courses,
so lets brawl in the kitchen, i take knives, let them 'sink' in, and you know i never force it<faucet>
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ima smite the liar, i. never wanna hate,
i go hit writers block soon, if i keep up. at. this rate,
you. better than this newbee? i guess your buzz is rather late,
see, you're looking at the 'car lender', when you're going on the date
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eenvision the success, riding in the car,
on the news, they be calling me a star,
broke as hell, but the riches not that far,
to get there, i gotta be ready,for any given spa,
so. call me out impromptu, and i go 'hard on the. spot' like. erectionss on a bar
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i just brought generic bars, you could make fun off,
but consistently whack scripters, is a group i aint part off,
so mk we battle, let's have a little stand off
I'll obviously be the clear winner, but i still make my foes run off

freestyle, someone reply mk we continue
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Doppe

Lol bars i dey yo!

Heywhizzy:


just seeing this

MY SHORT REPLY DISS

This dude act loud nd forms hardest lyrical / but he has a "silent brain"..he's "dumbfounded in the skull"/ he's getting casted down,no-one upholding him at all/ don't be surprised when I beat him "neatly nd smoothly"..call it an "unfolding" miracle/
I'm coming in hard to kill the dyke/ all he need do is to hide/ cos it's sorta like he'll be de-flowered in this venue when I leave,his D filed/ in due time using the deadly missile/
This fella always steps on nerves/ so I'm moving my fist from his head to hands..legs to laps/ that's him getting cremated after being dealt with slaps/
I'm so treasured,I flex golden/ me nd success were meant to be/ I do lot of things relaxed like eat fast holding a spoon loosely,my lyrics,I pen dozing/ I can kill the dude,dancing nd "let out his generational secret'' when I "X,posing"/
I'm a kind of murderer that is fun to be around with..I'm funny nd really interesting/ I kill in every venue from Benin to Houston/ track your g.f to her bathroom and you won't believe the next thing/ when I punch her on the skull as soon as she steps in the Jacuzzi/ leaving her brain,dead in the bathtub like the daughter of Whitney Houston/
Amidst mourning,I call out your sister to my home to come wine it/ suck her boobs,bite her tits with my teeth/ send her back home to mourn with family,she text me to confirm that what I did earlier,she really liked it/ then,I reply her with a line that's drugs leaving her dead in the living room like Tammy Wynette/
If he claiming a hard rapper nd decides this will be some walk over/ Imma use him to make profit as I put his body entirely on turn over/ leaving his head facing the ground like wrongly turned newspaper/ gums on his soul like some shoe makers/
nd eyes on his heart like freezed painting/...I gat multiple girls I take away for real dating/ they end up doing the bills paying/ I've got sister Mary's hymen breaking/ but it's a "blunder",when giyazz says he's got any "miss taken"/

that's all

12mins Quick freestyle. . . . #Rusty



This sstupid brat/ brought the rude king back/
Punchlines I'm 'bout to spill will chew the bra/
I'mma doom the ffag/ once i nook these macs/
Let clips through his chest. . . then bury his corpse 6 feet Underground like BoogeyThat!!/
You actin' hard tryna be a Ghetto vet/ comin' up with wack lines that no men read/
Now you bent on talking trash cos we let yo vent?/
Cos you've never been in the charts unless it's Maestro's thread?/
We hate you/ that's why we don't ffuckin' rate you/
Your lines suck but you keep hittin' your chest like an ape dude!/
. . . And that be some bbitchy attitude/
Dissin' vets who taught you the lil' you know, showing no gratitude/
I'm pissed, imma stab your old spleen/
Who let the mmoron spit?/
Who you whacked?, oloshi/ you's a fake Gangsta. . . Blaq or Loski/
Cos the only time you caught a body was when you slashed your own skin!!!/
Sshit! I ain't wastin' punchlines on your wack asss/
My finger be itchin' and i thought I'd get some wack whacked/
We ain't on the same level to go back to back/
I'm the d0pe vet here and you just the kid who be lackin' bars!!!

kingamon:
Lol bars i dey yo!

Yea..!!!!

GIYAZZ:
12mins Quick freestyle. . . . #Rusty



This sstupid brat/ brought the rude king back/
Punchlines I'm 'bout to spill will chew the bra/
I'mma doom the ffag/ once i nook these macs/
Let clips through his chest. . . then bury his corpse 6 feet Underground like BoogeyThat!!/
You actin' hard tryna be a Ghetto vet/ comin' up with wack lines that no men read/
Now you bent on talking trash cos we let yo vent?/
Cos you've never been in the charts unless it's Maestro's thread?/
We hate you/ that's why we don't ffuckin' rate you/
Your lines suck but you keep hittin' your chest like an ape dude!/
. . . And that be some bbitchy attitude/
Dissin' vets who taught you the lil' you know, showing no gratitude/
I'm pissed, imma stab your old spleen/
Who let the mmoron spit?/
Who you whacked?, oloshi/ you's a fake Gangsta. . . Blaq or Loski/
Cos the only time you caught a body was when you slashed your own skin!!!/
Sshit! I ain't wastin' punchlines on your wack asss/
My finger be itchin' and i thought I'd get some wack whacked/
We ain't on the same level to go back to back/
I'm the d0pe vet here and you just the kid who be lackin' bars!!!

you can call this off the top

This dude is fake though,I'm the vet spitting real/ his lines are so basic..elementary/ his beating will be so "expensive",I won't let him feel "free"/ count your 1,2 and like a lumber man, I would make sure he starts felling his trees/
This mad looser/ is funny how I take him as "ma Tata" without mentioning "hakuna"/ I really pity his wacky bars/ but I believe the "young shall grow"..I aid it with my "arsenal"/
It isn't about when you started rap/ it's about who perfects that..that's really me,if you like take it personal/ I initially put your whole body on a special turnover/ reason you said with me,you can't go back to back/
I suspect your "back" is from the mouth like dog sound/ but if you claim your "backyard"still intact..I'll come with a pistol and I'ld "come pound"/ now your "back" will be grounded like sawdust in your town/ this would definitely persists till Jesus comes down

WHACK AND BORING.

Quick diss to whoever feels concerned


Ya'll knw I'm hardcore, buh u dnt knw I got a piece/
Bring it down to ur hood, u think I'm there to talk abt peace/
She might be ur sis/ I'll take her as down for a lease

saw ur text, I was like , so you're this functional/
Hold up nigga, don't be confused cos I mean you're dysfunctional/

Don't be tryna figure me out, I'm unknown like tha universe/
Don't be tryna solve me, I'm harder than the futher maths u can't pass/

Touched ur ma on the cheek, she thought I wanted her as sugarmummy/
swept my whole house through the night, I disposed of her in the morning/

I'm all abt bars, flows, punches and everything/
Face me nigga, all u'll get is a distorted chin/

U seen me around, with a very different swagg/
Niggaz wanna be me, buh what they wear is smelly rag/
I make niggaz jealous, now all they do always is nag/

U act crazy nigga, wondering if u are clifford orji/
What's more crazy is ur family, we heard u mess urselves like u are doing or'gy/

I'm klitchko, imma knock u out like u're SAMUEL peter/
Deny it 3 times, not new Jesus was denied too by SIMON peter/

Watch me blow, while I lay around dollars/
I'll watch u bow, in my premises while u lay around flowers/

My bars are like sandwiches to the mouth, oh yeah it's mad/
Ur bars are like sand which is bad for the eyes, so sad/

He who don’t trust his bbitch,/
Ffucks his bbitch./
How does a real struggle feel ask us/
Also prepare for a blast off/
Heres a verse full of real talk for you to react on/
Thinking if you fight a big guy you’re going to get
battered/
It’s not the size of you it’s the fight in you what matters!/
I’m ready for whatever/
But I would sooner be ready for whatever together/
City lights got in a few nice rides/
If your going to tell me white lies/
Make sure im pissed and driving through them white
lines/
Im down for a bit of fun/
My brothers not a bad person he’s just missing his son/
Whats this Suge Knights a murderer there was A Hit/
and run?
On the set of the new NWA movie>
Im down to kill aswell but I don’t wanna be no jail bully!/
Gay dog for the rap game you failed,
Ffuck with me youll lose your head like cravendale/
And yo eptical baird/
Your girl is a transsexual bird/
You wanna collab me with me? NO you don’t get a
verse!/
I try to make things better but things just get worse.
Me and the boys are stronger now than we will ever be/
Any rapper gets ffucked if they try and terror me/
Drinking the blood of Christ I don’t wanna hear you
slurp/
Eating the body of Christ I don’t wanna hear you burp/
I try to make things better but things are getting worse/
My brothers been sent to jail and hear I am/
Gotta fill in his position with myself pass a beer man!/
What good are todays youth for the future/
Your throwing on a traccy even though it doesn’t suit
ya!/
Ive seen more green than a gardener/
You know your doing bad if your bbitch wants it harder!/
Once upon a time there was something called fear/
But that’s all gone I left it in last year/
I gotta wait 3 years but its worth it/
I might not even make it Am I the rapper you aint
heard of?/
Paddy wagons rollin/
Prison gates open/
King of the wing in HMP Walton/
That’s for my bro/
Police banging on my door asking questions/
But they don’t get answers they get directions/
To the closest slaughterhouse the pigs can get
dissected/
Then spread on a bread stick/
And ate quick/
Because there cut throats you don’t expect d0pe bars/
Hit Ronald mcdonald in the head with my crow bar!!!/
Are you hurt?/
I told you things get worse!/
You see the first bar and your quick to say its wack/
But its doper than crack/
I cant get jacked/
In your ear like wax/
Bro il write back/
My crowie is a key to anyones door/
Ive seen many gone poor/
Put my fist through the drywall/
Looking in the mirror at my bloodshot eyeballs/
Loyaltys the most important thing in anyones life/
Drinking snake bites cos the hennys on strike!/
Il take away the V from any blonde dike!/
Gotta feeling its gunna be a very long night/
But I don’t need no sleeping pills/
Its me who kills/
And gets rid of the rats/
IF YA BELLY STICKS OUT MORE THAN YA TITS YA
FFUCKING FAT!!!/
BUT VERBZ WHAT IF HER CHEST IS FLAT?/
THEN SHE WONT GET TAPPED ITS AS SIMPLE AS
THAT!!!/
Claiming your in love you think you’ve found a soul
mate/
Your on a joint JSA claim all you’ve found is a dole
mate!!!/
For ffuck sake/
But wait/
Kepp ur cake hole shut or I am using duct tape!/
You’re a sslut I wont rob you I will put more money in
your purse/
For a a$s job or something girl things just get worse!!/

I revere me,put me on a pinnacle,to bask in the euphoria/
am Edmund Hillary on Everest,they a bunch of unreal amoebae on pseudopodia/
'round the corners of their street/
speaking ill of me, I feel the pain,but ain' bothered by all these/
Am just another nigger off the hood/
with dreams that dwarf Morpheus,in my skull its true/
and a whole bunch of relatives yelling "Tosin we dont f-uck with u"/if so, then its cool/hey,am a chick magnet/dont tell me u missed the part,were I gave Amber Rose a hickey at D'Banj's concert /they remind me of my delusion of grandeur/I rebuke em for failing to see the watts in the power of my thoughts/buried my fear in an hanging coffin/followed Kurt Cobain to Nirvana,am hardly bluffing/
when these pansies talking/I still my monkey mind/focus on my grind/and not let their gloom stop my shine/so go ahead paint me in purple,or with the blue i bled/cutting out the tumour of insecurity in my flesh/take my jean and pride yet/I'l wear my Bday suit and a smirk with style, yes!/

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Cool freestyle by cynthia


The way i rap
can kill a life then bring it alive
Fork you with knife
pieces ya bones b4 ya kids count 1 to 5
Punch ur face before I take u to slaughterhouse
Pour u worms that do eat ya system off
Illmatic...I got strong bars even bulldozer can't left em up
Yours are meant to flop, so bad like fork
You're junk, your rap is like joke
Your style is sloppy, I wonder why you went broke
Like young buck.
I can make you rich again, come suck my pussy
I heard that your real talent! So why you rapping?
You always drop ur new track, and yet you had no comment
damn! Isn't it cool, if ur mama strangle you the minute u were born
Now you the going wrong way, but I'ma make u blind so u do stay at home

Femce against MC, lyrically sick and make the blind see.
I'll break ur head with a glass cup, and ask you why u
Drink the wrong tea.
You now with the right team now, you got the power to eat any beef now?
please you wack emcees that claim they're sick, shouldn't jump this forking diss

cynthia(seen tear)

cynthiaokaka:

Cool freestyle by cynthia


The way i rap
can kill a life then bring it alive
Fork you with knife
pieces ya bones b4 ya kids count 1 to 5
Punch ur face before I take u to slaughterhouse
Pour u worms that do eat ya system off
Illmatic...I got strong bars even bulldozer can't left em up
Yours are meant to flop, so bad like fork
You're junk, your rap is like joke
Your style is sloppy, I wonder why you went broke
Like young buck.
I can make you rich again, come suck my pussy
I heard that your real talent! So why you rapping?
You always drop ur new track, and yet you had no comment
damn! Isn't it cool, if ur mama strangle you the minute u were born
Now you the going wrong way, but I'ma make u blind so u do stay at home

Femce against MC, lyrically sick and make the blind see.
I'll break ur head with a glass cup, and ask you why u
Drink the wrong tea.
You now with the right team now, you got the power to eat any beef now?
please you wack emcees that claim they're sick, shouldn't jump this forking diss

cynthia(seen tear)

RAW

Diss me please

Akin1212:


RAW

cynthiaokaka:
Diss me and u are Dead

Normally, I ffuck b!tches.. I don't diss em/
That's what they're good for, that's why I bang them/
My flow so sick, it clinges to your brain stem/

You think you got nerves, nah all u got is a pusssy/
Go hard on you, imma stop u from going gusty/
Hit u all over, reducing ur husky ugly body/

You wanna be the next nicki, buh you're best used for a menage/
To ur dead career, I was a deadly menace/

I'll give u euthanasia, you'll be cremated like a dead youth in asia/
Put it down in the report, u died of muscle dysplasia/
Make u a laughing stock, titled 'akin displace her'/

Your stinking name cynthia , really got torn/
You overstepped, by rapping instead of acting porn/
Dissing me is like a stillborn/ you'll wish you were never born/

Suck your pusssy, hell no, that sulkaway? /
Radiating alpha smells, like in radioactive decay/

I would prefer u and I on bed b!tch, before my discovery/
Would have taken you for hols, in the bay in monterey/
But what would a lion do with a dog, b!tch, answer me hey/
Another problem, is your tooth decay/

The way u rap, can only kill a life and that's you/
Your flow poisonous to ur soul, look at what you've done to you/

You'll ffuck me with a knife, I'll ffuck you with four candles/
Waxed your existence, hold yur tits from falling with fork handles/

Dreaded, like christians praying against antichrist/
Spit trash no more b!tch, or I'll leave ur throat sliced/

You can rap but not that much, b!tch you're the real
joke/
You're a multi coloured b!tch like a mourning cloak/

I know wacktards gonna splurge on ur ass/ it won't matter, cos I already purged on your ass/

Diss me, you're dead... Now who's dead?
I hope u find eternal peace in your rest

my verse against toybean



I'm getting this nig' killed for being silly.../...with deadly punch flows & similes..../
but killing him with gun seem easy.../...so this ratchet will be leaving holes all over toybean like bean weevils

with pen I'm known as a respectful author..../....in brawl I'm known to give a dreadful puncture/
going against me is best you adhere to the deadly caution.../...or you start getting tortured../
& toybean will regret this for such.../...cause I'll bury a scalpel at the bottom of is belly like a forgetful doctor

on this pitch I'm an "orb server" like a speculator..../...& toy is "so dummy" to a point he took "welcome" as a good ejacülation/
believed me he's the type of guy who'll go for an english test with a calculator.../

toybean is dead thinking my rap is funny.../...or thinking this gangster carry nothing./
fore I'll quickly grab this forty.../..then blast needles to all his acupoints... like a deadly acupuncturist...

it'll be a halogen killing once I start pouring toy iodine, astatine & bromine..../
& if he still think he's winning me i'll add chlorine../. till he was unable "to flow" even after he drank 100L of fluorine

this fool has been rapping for years & his verse are still uninteresting.../...between this vet & a wack newbie believe me there's no differences/
he'll get seriously whopped till his wails echoes like a smooth wall getting by real frequencies..../

my bars are sharp & very witty.../..they'll leave toybean bleeding like a bitch who just lost here virginity/
& if he dare tries to do anything tricky.../...like ringing the vote then I'll engage him with electricity...

this negro better don't turn to a story teller../...cause they already know who is deadlier/
but the way toybean is getting killed is something I wanna tell ya.../.he's getting skinned & this punches will get him granded then get him fried like those akara sellers

WARMING UP FREEZ!!
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POW!! POW!!! i normally introduce myself with this glock noise/ gat an heart made of steel so no chance of survival for these fuc.k boyz/ 'mi' drops 'ice' froze with wonder am 'prince' of multis from choc boys/ i 'roll' the heat, missed no beat....in simple sence i 'rock' gurls/

been a psychotic in scripting bar so these wacks fit know/ am a surgeon/sure gun u can by my skills in tearing skins and that a crest to my head like phyno/ i'll prolly drop an audio so yall can use as ringtone/ am a 'waiter' to these flows you can tell by the 'shot' i 'bring' bro/

it like am 'full harm' with 'arsenals' coz i 'leave a pool' of excitement when i aim for 'bars'/ am Dracula with a lil difference i gat no taste for brat/ set me a worthy prey and watch me haste on that/ but no human worthy of my competition so i blaze for mars/

niggurs look up to me like the stars at night/ am lyrically incline yall can see that on the bars i write/ hatter are starting to like me coz i leave them in a position that their hands are tied/ with one hand place on top of the other like dancing gandam style/

punchlines you'll have to dig up so have hope you got spade/ plus a renown pirate so think twice before you cross blade/ but like a mafia soilder i stuck boot in their mouth having them choke/ too bad niggur are acting up all 'muslim' so they keep rejecting my 'beef' like am serving them 'pork'/

WARNING FOR THANOS!!
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like the newbies audition have come and gone/ thanos and few other niggurs i came along/ i could easily tell some are dumb/ or could prolly call them lame slowpoke/ coz they hate on my shine but cant change what the lord has done/

Thanos loud talks made me taught he started growing 'wings' bt his no show made me figure it only for him to 'chicken' out/ but nobody expected much from him he should has at least drop his usual weakling verse/ coz wen we start seeing trash we would ask/ aint that obviously thanos act/

FEW SHOT @ OBESEMF!!

Funny how the son talked abt body bagging me/ i gave thumbs and hype your verse doesn't me you must be bragging gee/ it obvious i like dumb jokes so i gave thumbs when you cracking ribs/ i decline ur c/o coz i hardly gat time for gay talks when am buzy smacking clits/

i will let you 'hip' 'hop' with jabs/ leaving his hip thin like 'spiders' n decline him mercy coz i don't do peace talk with brat/ so even if you slip/sleep in 'web' your verse wont distort this cat/ so i'll make FFR gabage free when i beat up the 'rat'/

SUPERMIY SMOKE!!
who this dumb boy they come beat/ see wordplays the dumb spit/ no other niggur would drop verse as dope as mine/ unless they steal my d.n.a and made a few of me/ coz these punches and multis both outline/ will leave nit-wit niggurs like supermiy cuelessly/
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fuc.k!! i wont waste lines on ya
meet ya @ the tourney

Illmayor:
WARMING UP FREEZ!!
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POW!! POW!!! i normally introduce myself with this glock noise/ gat an heart made of steel so no chance of survival for these fuc.k boyz/ 'mi' drops 'ice' froze with wonder am 'prince' of multis from choc boys/ i 'roll' the heat, missed no beat....in simple sence i 'rock' gurls/

been a psychotic in scripting bar so these wacks fit know/ am a surgeon/sure gun u can by my skills in tearing skins and that a crest to my head like phyno/ i'll prolly drop an audio so yall can use as ringtone/ am a 'waiter' to these flows you can tell by the 'shot' i 'bring' bro/

it like am 'full harm' with 'arsenals' coz i 'leave a pool' of excitement when i aim for 'bars'/ am Dracula with a lil difference i gat no taste for brat/ set me a worthy prey and watch me haste on that/ but no human worthy of my competition so i blaze for mars/

niggurs look up to me like the stars at night/ am lyrically incline yall can see that on the bars i write/ hatter are starting to like me coz i leave them in a position that their hands are tied/ with one hand place on top of the other like dancing gandam style/

punchlines you'll have to dig up so have hope you got spade/ plus a renown pirate so think twice before you cross blade/ but like a mafia soilder i stuck boot in their mouth having them choke/ too bad niggur are acting up all 'muslim' so they keep rejecting my 'beef' like am serving them 'pork'/

WARNING FOR THANOS!!
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like the newbies audition have come and gone/ thanos and few other niggurs i came along/ i could easily tell some are dumb/ or could prolly call them lame slowpoke/ coz they hate on my shine but cant change what the lord has done/

no other niggur would drop verse as dope as mine/ unless they steal my d.n.a and made a few of me/ coz these punches and multis both outline/ will leave nit-wit niggurs like thanos cuelessly/

FEW SHOT @ OBESEMF!!

Funny how the son talked abt body bagging me/ i gave thumbs and hype your verse doesn't me you must be bragging gee/ it obvious i like dumb jokes so i gave thumbs when you cracking ribs/ i decline ur c/o coz i hardly gat time for gay talks when am buzy smacking clits/

i will let you 'hip' 'hop' with jabs/ leaving his hip thin like 'spiders' n decline him mercy coz i don't do peace talk with brat/ so even if you slip/sleep in 'web' your verse wont distort this cat/ so i'll make FFR gabage free when i beat up the 'rat'/

SUPERMIY SMOKE!!
who this dumb boy they come beat/ see wordplays the dumb spit/ u stupidity proves like you are related to thanos wack funny lines/ doom, broom, room...i laugh at his nusery rhymes/
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fuc.k!! i wont waste lines on ya
meet ya @ the tourney

c

ah! i see the newbies been putting up some things recently
but it aint wowing, 2 me it's a "bloody waste" like "dysentry!"


ok, im done.

Akin1212:


Normally, I ffuck b!tches.. I don't diss em/
That's what they're good for, that's why I bang them/
My flow so sick, it clinges to your brain stem/

You think you got nerves, nah all u got is a pusssy/
Go hard on you, imma stop u from going gusty/
Hit u all over, reducing ur husky ugly body/

You wanna be the next nicki, buh you're best used for a menage/
To ur dead career, I was a deadly menace/

I'll give u euthanasia, you'll be cremated like a dead youth in asia/
Put it down in the report, u died of muscle dysplasia/
Make u a laughing stock, titled 'akin displace her'/

Your stinking name cynthia , really got torn/
You overstepped, by rapping instead of acting porn/
Dissing me is like a stillborn/ you'll wish you were never born/

Suck your pusssy, hell no, that sulkaway? /
Radiating alpha smells, like in radioactive decay/

I would prefer u and I on bed b!tch, before my discovery/
Would have taken you for hols, in the bay in monterey/
But what would a lion do with a dog, b!tch, answer me hey/
Another problem, is your tooth decay/

The way u rap, can only kill a life and that's you/
Your flow poisonous to ur soul, look at what you've done to you/

You'll ffuck me with a knife, I'll ffuck you with four candles/
Waxed your existence, hold yur tits from falling with fork handles/

Dreaded, like christians praying against antichrist/
Spit trash no more b!tch, or I'll leave ur throat sliced/

You can rap but not that much, b!tch you're the real
joke/
You're a multi coloured b!tch like a mourning cloak/

I know wacktards gonna splurge on ur ass/ it won't matter, cos I already purged on your ass/

Diss me, you're dead... Now who's dead?
I hope u find eternal peace in your rest

The only time you fork b!tches, is when you banging ur cheap sisters
Sorry! I only whispers, with this bars
I'll put in misery, you ain't dissing me
With this trash you call rap!
Akin1212 you need to fall out
Or I break ya big head with toilet seat, till your ball valve.


You dead now, I'm seein a black man with white cloth
Your funeral is here now, painful death is what i plot
No dizaster, i'm bringing storm to you and ur master
You bastard! I killed ur mum, ur dad faster
That why, I'm killing you slow and slow
No question boy, I put u in this situation
Don't mention, if u do go to police station
Keep ur mouth on ur bag, or i will bodybag u


Wait, am still coming

obesemf:



choi, you try, but i still bag you as the time reach

well keep hoping homeboy...

cynthiaokaka:



The only time you fork b!tches, is when you banging ur cheap sisters
Sorry! I only whispers, with this bars
I'll put in misery, you ain't dissing me
With this trash you call rap!
Akin1212 you need to fall out
Or I break ya big head with toilet seat, till your ball valve.


You dead now, I'm seein a black man with white cloth
Your funeral is here now, painful death is what i plot
No dizaster, i'm bringing storm to you and ur master
You bastard! I killed ur mum, ur dad faster
That why, I'm killing you slow and slow
No question boy, I put u in this situation
Don't mention, if u do go to police station
Keep ur mouth on ur bag, or i will bodybag u


Wait, am still coming

That's cynthia, little punk ass stinking out loud/
White face, red nose, pink hair, this b!tch is a real clown/
One pant for two weeks, that's how she gets down/

Shiit, u probably think I'm into child's play/
Prolly you'll realise by the time I got ur empty skull on a tea tray/
Crucifying you on diss cross, till ur soul wears away/

My grandma's rhymes are smoother than yours/
Your wack drop, every nigga abhor/

This lyrics , obviously too much for your brain to uphold/
You'll be thinking it's nothing, until you get rapped in folds/
I know it b!tch, I know you wanna be hard/
Knowing that you get knocked off, you get ffucked in the yard/
Your moaning noise so loud, now you getting heard/

I'm not here to mess up with your wet dreams/
I can't say I love you, I don't know what that means cos I'm a p.i.m.p/
Funny, I know u're also a P imp/
I heard you and your mum masturrbate with a broom/ hahahahahaha

You So hungry and skinny like a wharf rat/
Poured a bottle of myristic acid on you, you still won't get fat/

Stop this shiit and get on ma c.ock/
That could a be a job, wretched gawk/

Akin1212:


That's cynthia, little punk ass stinking out loud/
White face, red nose, pink hair, this b!tch is a real clown/
One pant for two weeks, that's how she gets down/

Shiit, u probably think I'm into child's play/
Prolly you'll realise by the time I got ur empty skull on a tea tray/
Crucifying you on diss cross, till ur soul wears away/
My grandma's rhymes are smoother than yours/
Your wack drop, every nigga abhor/

This lyrics , obviously too much for your brain to uphold
You'll be thinking it's nothing, until you get rapped in folds/
I know it b!tch, I know you wanna be hard/
Knowing that you get knocked off, you get ffucked in the yard/
Your moaning noise so loud, now you getting heard/

I'm not here to mess up with your wet dreams/
I can't say I love you, I don't know what that means cos I'm a p.i.m.p/
Funny, I know u're also a P imp/
I heard you and your mum masturrbate with a broom/ hahahahahaha

You So hungry and skinny like a wharf rat/
Poured a bottle of myristic acid on you, you still won't get fat/

Stop this shiit and get on ma c.ock/
That could a be a job, wretched gawk/

Weak...

PaulThor:


Weak...

In your opinion........
You forgot she's a lady, not my usual thing to diss a lady

Thought I should post this here

KOP tourney
Title: Coming back home

It may seem enigmatic..... But I feel moistened and
rimmed/ rotten and bleeped/ while I'm voicing this hymn/ but still toss me that Ink/ to Pen this Scorpio
verse....to leave Poisonous stings/
I'll put my heart on a tape....and my engine's the stage/ for telling this tale/ so get this 'acidic' played...on the 'MTV 'BASE'/
Back in 2008, when I ain't emptied the rage/ was still frenzied and crazed/ packed some clothes in a
box...and was getting away/ Sister blocking the gate.... Mama begged me to stay/ Liquid dripping her eyes......as she stared in my face/ but fore' she
hugged me and wailed....and blessed me or prayed/
my youthful exuberance....had led me astray/
Hit the road with my goons....and we spoke our lingua franca/ as we drove through the summer/ and rode in the Mazda/ chewing ecstasy pills...as we smoked marijuana/
Doing 90 on the freeway...we delightedly insane/ with
no anxiety or pain/ and we weren't frightened or afraid/ to sniff the white powder..now we high on
cocaine/ that sshit spiked up our strength/ and soon we kerb-crawling...once we sighted a dame/
Sharon was her name....I touched her bom bom first/ tore her dumb Sun dress/ rubbed her awesome bbreasts/ and had my boredom swept/ with her broom-like ccunt....it's like bon bon, yes/ but my hands still stretched.... to where the Condom's kept/
She was a dutiful lover/ sucked my juicy banana/ I even had Shtup with the Scrubber.....after removing the rubber/
Toured Red light areas...ffucked every ho with my thing/ and got blows every min/ It was the 'Sweetest Taboo'...with no Sarcarine/ That's like Sade
Adu ....was a beast and young lad/ ...testerone high...never sleep or slumber/ and never even
stopped...to think or ponder/ If Perversity was lumps...they surely were on me....like a Sea
Cucumber/ (and then it hit me)
The waywardness must end...The corruption as a
whole/ self mortification was my goal/ Purification of my bones/ and emunction of my soul/
Ate that Pepperoni Pizza.... as I stepped into the kitchen/
soaked in sweat..though the temp was freezing/
then I paused to listen...took a sec to reason....then I was reminiscing/ smiling and thinking....of them seasons we were feasting/
But it ain't about my crew...or the boys or my clique/
it ain't about Sharon...or how my ccock slammed her clit/ or how we ffucked happily/ but its about my
home...my beloved Family/
I miss Anna and Jake/ miss my Uncle's jokes..Susanna and Faith/ I miss Demi and Kelly...Charlie and Kate/ I miss my Gardener
too...the Butler and maid/ I missed mama's complaints/ with Papa's Slaps...and Grandma's Pan Cakes/
I miss the bustling and bubbling/ the buzzing and taunting/ I missed spending holidays....with my troublesome cousins/
I recall Demisha...when she 6 or like 10/ She had a really big head/ and used to pee on the bed/ then She'd wake up very early...and hurried really slow/ to change her pyjamas....so Nobody would know/
we played games on sands...was never bored I swear/ Boju Boju...in the mud and dirt/and If we didn't 'Bathe'...it wasn't a cause to fear/...cos
our Parents 'Showered' us....with Love and Care/
I feel like a subberdegullion...a wet dyke and a bbitch / I feel horribly shamed....with these lines that
I speak/ and this life that I picked/ But I'm no Dentiloquent.....ain't gon' lie through my teeth/
I just need to belch...and take a deep breath/ Polish my faded sneaks.....then take a bold step/
Bolt to the park...board a cab....While holding mum's
pictures/ Look at it...shed a tear...sob then i kiss it/
I'm like "P.diddy" now....and "I'm Coming Home" Bbitches ! /

Darkrebel666:
Thought I should post this here

KOP tourney
Title: Coming back home

It may seem enigmatic..... But I feel moistened and
rimmed/ rotten and bleeped/ while I'm voicing this hymn/ but still toss me that Ink/ to Pen this Scorpio
verse....to leave Poisonous stings/
I'll put my heart on a tape....and my engine's the stage/ for telling this tale/ so get this 'acidic' played...
on the 'MTV 'BASE'/
Back in 2008, when I ain't emptied the rage/ was still frenzied and crazed/ packed some clothes in a
box...and was getting away/ Sister blocking the gate.... Mama begged me to stay/ Liquid dripping her eyes......as she stared in my face/ but fore' she
hugged me and wailed....and blessed me or prayed/
my youthful exuberance....had led me astray/
Hit the road with my goons....and we spoke our lingua franca/ as we drove through the summer/ and rode in the madza/ chewing ecstasy pills...as we smoked marijuana/
Doing 90 on the freeway...we delightedly insane/ with
no anxiety or pain/ and we weren't frightened or afraid/ to sniff the white powder..now we high on
cocaine/ that sshit spiked up our strength/ and soon we kerb-crawling...once we sighted a dame/
Sharon was her name....I touched her bom bom first/ tore her dumb Sun dress/ rubbed her awesome bbreasts/
and had my boredom swept/ with her broom-like ccunt....it's like bon bon, yes/ but my hands still
stretched.... to where the Condom's kept/
She was a dutiful lover/ sucked my juicy banana/ I even had Shtup with the Scrubber.....after removing the rubber/
Toured Red light areas...ffucked every ho with my thing/ and got blows every min/ It was the 'Sweetest Taboo'...with no Sarcarrine/ That's like Sade
Adu ....was a beast and young lad/ ...testerone high...never sleep or slumber/ and never even
stopped...to think or ponder/ If Perversity was lumps...they surely were on me....like a Sea
Cucumber/ (and then it hit me)
The waywardness must end...The corruption as a
whole/ self mortification was my goal/ Purification of my bones/ and emunction of my soul/
Ate that Pepperoni Pizza.... as I stepped into the kitchen/
soaked in sweat..though the temp was freezing/
then I paused to listen...took a sec to reason....then I was
reminiscing/ smiling and thinking....of them seasons we were feasting/
But it ain't about my crew...or the boys or my clique/
it ain't about Sharon...or how my ccock slammed her clit/ or how we ffucked happily/ but its about my
home...my beloved Family/
I miss Anna and Jake/ miss my Uncle's jokes..Susanna and Faith/ I miss Demi and Kelly...Charlie and Kate/ I miss my Gardener
too...the Butler and maid/ I missed mama's complaints/ with
Papa's Slaps...and Grandma's Pan Cakes/
I miss the bustling and bubbling/ the buzzing and taunting/ I missed spending holidays....with my troublesome cousins/
I recall Demisha...when she 6 or like 10/
She had a really big head/ and used to pee on the bed/ then She'd wake up very early...and hurried
really slow/ to change her pyjamas....so Nobody would know/ we played games on sands...was
never bored I swear/ Boju Boju...in the mud and dirt/and If we didn't 'Bathe'...it wasn't a cause to fear/...cos
our Parents 'Showered' us....with Love and Care/
I feel like a subberdegullion...a wet dyke and a bbitch / I feel horribly shamed....with these lines that
I speak/ and this life that I picked/ But I'm no Dentiloquent.....ain't gon' lie through my teeth/
I just need to belch...and take a deep breath/ Polish my faded sneaks.....then take a bold step/
Bolt to the park...board a cab....While holding mum's
pictures/ Look at it...shed a tear...sob then i kiss it/
I'm like "P.diddy" now....and "I'm Coming Home" Bbitches ! /

it was heart felt, then u chose to add bbitches