West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: maxi-padz on December 04, 2001, 11:04:06 AM
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i think we had one of these here b4 but they coo...
aight u can ONLY DISS THE EMCEE ABOVE U NO ONE ELSE...
no fucken free posting alright only rhymes after this...
and u gotta diss them in 10 barz or less maximum 10 lines..
aight so lets start the dissen.. whose gonna diss me?
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oh look its the kortex who sings/
think your so high cuz ure a pad wid wings?/
shut your mouth and listen when bLaDe talks son/
put ure menses fetishes aside, wuz that stuck in ure ass? a tampon?/
i guess thaz wht plugging your azz from overflowing/
azz raped by 'the fag gang' you daddy dick blowing/
Now i end my 'supream' 1 min verse/
which , in a pool of pussy blood, will get ure head 'immersed'\
LOLOL
-{bLaDe}
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OHHH SHIT.......It's tha Hacker/ Run 4 cover, Its That dirty Indian Tribe CockSucker/ Dat wannabe Sand Nagga Muthafucker/
U see tha difference between me and u? our distance is for instance/
Im a full-fledged veteran and yur my young apprentice/
U ain't even an emcee, you're just a DJ without a CLUE/
I'm tha PROFESSIONAL , going DESERT STORM on amateurs like u..............
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hahaha both 2 wack wannabe sand naggaz but come short to become one/
what you talkin about your only half way there,and the sand nagga war has begun/
rodtha7th from the bay, couldnt compete or take heat from a reall nagga from LA/
doggy spittin shit that makes ya shit look weak/
with my tight azz technique, im lookin like rakim makin you look like memphis bleek/
you couldnt spit shit fast if you drank laxative and your system worked backwards/
hit the sack backwards ready to have blade eat out turds/, ya shit makes no sense, you might as well have spit no words/
ya lack words ,like mimes/
ya also lack rhymes......
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ahh fuck ya'll bitches who dont know how to rhyme//
shit, stand still while a rip off your voice box, your betta of being mimes//
making these words reworb in your head, giving your brain splinterss//
a verbal uppercut, knocking out your fuckin dentures//
fragments of your jaw scattered all over the fuckin place//
claim to be sand naggaz, you fuckin disgrace, your betta off makin cakes//
stick pins all over your body, making it "prick" like a voodoo//
step down on your knees as the master degrades you//
-{bLaDe}
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blade,bitch made, nigga when ya gonna get tha dick out ya mouf/having sex with a blow up doll,that you named ralph/nigga think I don't know,that you like dicks and you get no pussy if ya had a freak show?/Who don't know,Gay blade,freak in a cage/wanna like pussy but don't know how to act your age/that was just for fun but now ya betta run,cuz now I ama tell tha truth son/wanna take it up the ass like every day/just got paid/when ya gonna get laid/def got aids/damn Blade you fucked up son/and now I ama tell everyone!!!!!!!!!!!
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Yo, I take this ruthless soldier and knock her on 'er ass ~
Bitch, unless you suckin' my dick then move down a class ~
We in the same crew, that makes it all the better ~
Me an you can jump on the couch, and I won't call you later ~
The man with a golden gun, shit golden cock out so much it tanned by the sun ~
If you half my age plus seven then you ain't to young ~
Either way, you know that you want some ~
Shitty and not really a dis but I thought I'd drop it anyway.
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fuck this Nick of time//
yo, you new here an im already sick of hearin u rhyme//
dude got a whack flow thats fuckin easy 2 find//
Wu-tang lover commin' thru, wish u could spend a nite wit ODB//
so u could have sumthin 2 do, fuck his ass till is turns raw//
cuz you still fuckin his ass, it makes your maggot dick sore//
Aint nuttin special.. jus 4 fun.. no beef homie