Diss person above you in short rhyme!

[So Much Style]

i have no one to diss......bring it

[maxi-padz]

so much style iz jus a fake hoe/ mumma blocks his net use caus he loks up por-no/ he tries to sound sophisticated/ but his rhymez is over rated/

i know daz weak i iant done diss short rhymen b4 how many barz is it?
peace
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[So Much Style]

Maxi Padz gettin in trouble in a club like p diddy/But yo im showin no pity/This lyrical graffiti/you cant see me/your oversees like taheedee

[Tecknine]

Massakah Practices the art Of Incest\
While I poison your food with Cyanide , for you to Ingest\
I drag Massakah from hear to Alaska\
And Fuck him up worse than a natural disastor\

Kinda wack

[MASSIKAH]

You're right about the incest
if me and your moms is brother and sister/
I feel kinda nasty
cause after she sucked my dick I kissed her/
and if what you said is true/
that means you're my son and my nephew/
I figured out why you hatin'
you're just mad I won't molest you/.


HOLLA!!!!!

[Tecknine]

i just noticed something. we were spossed to diss peeps above us...that punk aint above me.

[Tecknine]

This Caucasion must have an ill rhyme addiction\
More scandalous than Richard Nixon\
Shoot you in the face , and say it was due to self-infliction\
Massikah can’t rhyme and don’t use methaphors\
Your style is ancient, just like the dinosaurs\
You are like Christophor Lowell ,Your into Home Décor\
Massikah im callin’ you out cause I think your blatently gay\
Fuck with me, You’ll be Dead like Timothy McViegh\
You need protection from me ,like a Baraccade\
My lyrics will blow you away ,like a Hand grenade\
Until your corpse  is similar to a pile of Paper Machee\
Lyrical murder in the first Degree\
Fold your corpse in my trunk, like Oragami\
Go head and diss but I guarentee\
Ill just spit back Casually\
And Rhyme slaughter you again and make you my causalty

[MASSIKAH]

this what I'm about/
a dirty nigga wit a dirty mouth/
I won't say shit just let my lyrics shout/
and wipe tech9's weak ass out.


using little, or no, metaphors iz my style so don't hate.

[.:N-Imy:.]

To Massikah (as he the person above):

Your anarexic flows make you a starving artist
Your veins flowing with viagra couldn't make you spit the hardest
Can't handle the pace, and if you can't handle the heat
Then get your gay sissy ass of the motherfucking street
Nobody like you that's why you were confused at skool
Cause your rhymes are so whack they make you a known fool
You've been fucked up the ass some many times that it's got a gang green infection
Your ass hole so big that you can't get no protection
You know deep down you a motherfucking fag
Got beat down from your gran with her $1 hand bag

[MASSIKAH]

to N-Imy;

In order to drop bombs
you gotta first light the fuse/
your diss was pretty nice
although it seemed used/
I couldn't help but to laugh
I admit I was amuzed/
but now you're about to loze/
be prepared to receive boo's/

BOOOO BOOOOO BOOOO BOOOO!!!!

[.:N-Imy:.]

*Cheers, not boo's, as N-Imy steps up to the mic to respond to Massikah*

Massikah you know you straight whack
You ain't got no balls and you got no sac
Your just a piece of shit, tearing you up, limb by limb, bit by bit
You got brains for shits and shit for a brain
You just a big dirty fucked-up cum stain
Don't be telling lies cause I know you be getting gang raped
Yeah by So Much Style up your arse, blood spilling out
All you can do is lay back, enjoy, scream and shout
You gotta get your teeth fixed and stop acting like a gangster
You can't rap or dance, the only thing you good at is a mimic prankster
Trying to be on my level and thinking you gonna be funny
But you run away when you see me like a wasp getting honey

[maxi-padz]

N-I-M-Y taken blind shotz coz he got cum in his eye/ ima kick yo head so hard yo eyes pop out/ give u sumthin to shout about/ BIIIITCH

ay man iz short rhyme dont that mean a few barz?
peace
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[.:N-Imy:.]

To Maxi-Padz (he above):

If I see you at a cliff it'll be, "Look out below!!!!!"
Nobody catch you, I cracked your bones and spilled your blood
Now you can sail out to sea in pieces and try to start a flood
Just fucked a bitch, cleaned my ears out with Massikah and now hitting back a bud
Switch on the TV and it's Maxi-Padz copying Boy George's style from Culture Club
You a wimp and a gimp who can see shit cause your head so huge
Jacking off to the ho Lil' Kim on your recorded tape of Moulin Rouge
Fucked Lil' Kim's pussy so hard that she started to bleed
Claiming you then kicked back and together smoked weed
know you ain't ever fronting cause you from East
Watching little girls on the internet, you pedo beast

[.:N-Imy:.]

c'mon ya'll motherfucka's. I wanna diss some more people just for fun taht is though. I ain't taje this shit serious but it gives me a chance to flex and test my skillz. So c'mon follow wot it says. Diss me and them I'm gonna diss the person that is last to post

[So Much Style]

N-imy naw more like weakling/chek the meaning/everything im seeing and reading/by you has got be thinking and believing your a geeky human being/


haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Cant no one say that isnt dope