Battle cypher

Like Old school nintendo.. your 8-bit.. Your shit? I ate-it/
I'm PS3. Your a game system that's retired and refrigerated//
You must be crazy, sayin' I was'nt a planned birth/
Your moms so fat, she raped a man, due to her wide-girth//

first things first for what its worth you aint one to deride girth
coz yo mommas so fat id have to leave the country just to give her a wide berth
i.e the other side of the earth.im sure she claims her weight is a glandular facet
thats not how id class it.that bitchs belly's got more rolls(roles)than angela basset
press up my album and hand you a classic.im spittin noise with gritty poise
whilst your admitting to eatin shit n comparin yourself with kiddy toys.

ho hum.another day another ignoramus.another player at odds with his gayness
why muse on fuckin me when we all know your takin prods to the anus?
see i know your no ass virgin and i dont wanna cast aspersions
but u got yr gender as 'undecided'.guess thats an issue for yr plastic surgeons
i blast like drastic persian,masked insurrgents and lay waste to your raps
hey just make like your on a date. take this on the chin its not yr place to react
your basically crap.those lines were lacklustre they barely passed muster
now drop the first and last parts of your title bitch coz your just a wack busta

this time i ripped the right person a little boy not capable of tight versin
if u see a busy man when u look in the mirror u need yr muthafuckin sight nursin'
u got plenty time to waste.aint left the crib since 1999 nigga
a nerdy never 'get signed nigga'
all your life youve been a sad,much maligned figure
next time rhyme with vigor.your crap kid lets not keep the facts hid
yr ass is so short you deepthroat dicks and end up with a cracked rib
all across the map grid i spit acid so lick my ass kid like a sick bastard
bitch its clear that yr only called memento coz yr fuckin scipts is backwards
your entity lacks intensity.i got verbal chrome at your dome 'bout to slaughter
my flows like poolside fellatio yo its just blown you out the water

Listen...

Before throwin disses, try keepin me awake...u should sell folgers...
Cuz its like Ima narcoleptic when it comes to rhymes by L-dopa/

*snorin sound* , oh my bad, did u say somethin ma...
See ya relationships like clips to gangstas, the way niggas dumpin ya/
But all this public ma...
see dopa handi-capped wit rap, and thats the only reason we cheer 'er...
And I would hit this ugly bitch wit a punch, but she already cant look in the mirror/

So Im takin it easy on ya shorty, like most of ya first dates....
cuz when ya body like a ratin...
thats the only reason they went out wit ya ass in the first place/

And I wouldnt hit it...like baseball players on strike...
I rather waste my time, tryin to turn out a dyke/

read....

dunce,yr every city police's flunky.ima beat you til your dome piece is lumpy
leave gsus grumpy.you couldnt test me if i was a laboratory rhesus m onkey
please only drop releases monthly.coz u a cunt G.nothin bout you is christlike
unless we count the fact you get crucified in every single mic fight
if you bite,tyke. the fella you do it from's a dipshit.
coz yr flow is simplistic comin off like an autistic limpbizkit.
dim misfit. il cook you up like shrimp or pink brisket.
coz if u eva dropped a punch on this site i must of str8 up blinked and missed it.
think statistics coz this shit is just another tick for your loss chart.
cross my heart,the way you spit makes flossin seem like a lost art.
stop bein silly fuckin hillbilly you should be off somewhere fuckin your brother.
why u keep callin me 'ma'?i thought rednecks reserved that term fo they mother.

Dennys is what you aspire to.I dunno it kinda seems like an odd dream.
coz as far as i know they aint runnin no mentally handicapped job scheme.
that how u got on the mod team?with speech as subtle as an elephants motion.
for clarity,in BIG red numbers ,below your posts is your intelligence quotient.
save your irrelevant notions. every time you spit its another farce.
my skins safe.the hospital only lets you throw blunt, safety rubber darts.
you're bubbasparx ugly.known for making ho's hide
dick smellin like a seaside brothel at low tide.
with just a lone lion in your avatar to indicate the fact youve got no pride.

^Avatar, look how faded you are, L-Dopa, I'm 3-times as dope/
I was laughing at you real hard till I realized you were being serious.. I thought you were a joke//
Oops, my bad. Like I'm balling on the court and made a mistake/
Your nothing but Lobster & steak sittin' on top of my dinner plate//
I'm gonna eat you like the rest of the emcees that I encounter/
You gettin ripped by an out of towner, spittin' rhymes like gun-powder//
Eatin emcees like clam-chowder, your ass will get devouwer/
Your just a coward that needs to go home and take a shower//
Here's a flower, cuz your a pretty little thing/
But if you play Yao Ming, I'ma have to let my waist scream//
So stop wasting a nigga energy, cuz you will remember me/
The way I left you trembling after you witnessed this lyrical dismembering//

^I'm claimin' Bush cuz my mentals at the highest Speed/
Like Watching #5 dodgin' tacklers, as he bobs & weaves//
spit out your seeds, and watch this indeed, cuz I'm about to take you to school/
Don't F#ck with Keep It Thoro.. that's not even just a word.. it's a rule//
I'll shoot your punk-ass like it was pool, and hit you over the head with the stick/
Sir Busta Lot get's crushed a lot, Face it. Your Big Pun's bitch!//
Who you runnin' kid? you ain't got flow, and plus you mad corny/
Diss the holla-back chick? You just mad, cuz she ain't holla-back when you was horny....//

im new to the site, no need to make friends theres nobody style that i like
fist fights with haters who dislike, end up with they body coverd in metal like knights!
stop it, i'll stomp on ya face like i was useing the brakes
and if you spitting dope lines, that means your body rejecting the BASE
u'll be found by the case, face coverd in blood hammer in your crouch-bitch
bones broken flesh torn.......like a sceen outta hostage
if you see me with the gun bitch believe that i'll pop it
im a heave weight mover that stay with the key like im looking for the LOCK-KID

AY!!!

Boo hoo young parrappa the rapper, ya raps belong in the crapper/
You should just bow to the master, before the 4-pound just blast-ya//
I'll fly past-ya at a Flash like speed, after this ya might not breath/
Put you on permanent leave. Your Adam with NO EVE//
And if you did, she'd have a weave, fake tits plus a mustache/
And prolly a nutsack tucked in-between her lower-half//

I'm from L.A., not the bay, where they get "dumb"-a-lot/
Your a homo-emcee, you should change your name to "Sir get's cummed-on-a-alot//
Fuck outta here homie. Point blank range, the burner turn ya life to spare change/
You only worth a buck or two.. So I consider yourself "CHUMP CHANGE"!//
Fuck outta here twice.. either a man or a mice, eat you up like Shrimp fried rice/
You don't want none of this loser here it'll get you 25 to life//
And not that you gone murk-me. Cuz your a fag that's unworthy/
Punch you on ya head.. put a straw in ya brain and suck it like a slurpee...//

unworthy?...thats you Loser, come in 2nd after last place
now YOU get the fuck outta here cuz the space you occupy is a waste
dude aint no G...Ill scatter his body parts all over cyperspace
put the burna in ya mouth and tell me how that taste
take the newest rookie up here and to him ya still be less than
you dont want it with me...Ill lean you right where u stand...resting
plus pussy...Im the chick...but you crying like ya P.M.S-ing
thats after ya ducktaped up, starring down the barrel of my Smith and Wesson

i got the world shook,moving glaciers and DIVIDIN ICE,im fake?thats blantant lie like saying this GUY IS NICE/
and i dont MIND THESE DYKES cuz if ur battling merk,u'll need to 'rehearse'but u'll end up DYING TWICE /
ur text is just wack,just take MY ADVICE,or u'll end up 'dead on your tracks' cuz you LIE(LYE) ON MICS/
bite in this battle like u IRON MIKE,ur trapped in the closet?but dat after rap u deposit,ur not the HIDING TYPE/
u dont keep a watch on ur left wrist,so the TIME IS RIGHT,faggot prolly want a goodnite kiss befo he DIES TONITE/

If u divide me, it will only make me twice as nice ima cool cat chasing you mice
here you take MY advice cuz my flow is classic and versatile like a fresh pair of niks(nikes)
ima arson larsonist, u don’t want it with me
ill burn u to a 3rd degree, then rob u in the midst of u takin a pee
not for ya chain or green…ima steal ya future in broad day or while you dreams
BREAK-FAST when u see the waffle grip on my toast
Homie I aint here to boast I came to put a end to whoeva is stunting the most
These tricks ya playin are for kids u silly ol’ hoe
Ill replace you and ya crews heads and bodies like a Missy video
So “B-More” careful with this “Raven”er cuz ill put u under a floor like Edgar Poe
decomposing fumes ya giving off seep out
Revoke ya dignity and soul and ya corpse I demount
I Take off 2 legs and 1 arm and leave 3 stomps
Leave you with one hand to count the amount I “merk”ed you chump