West Coast Connection Forum
Elements => Tha Studio => Topic started by: So Much Style on July 10, 2001, 08:19:04 PM
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i have no one to diss......bring it
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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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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
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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
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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!!!!!
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i just noticed something. we were spossed to diss peeps above us...that punk aint above me.
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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
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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.
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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
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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!!!!
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*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
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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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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
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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
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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
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n-imy's rhymes stink like a bum crack/ mine are appealing like a pully flap/ ur str8 wack/ sms appears to have pms/ he da wakcest/
i aint in it today
peace
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alright maxi padz its time to diss yo ass/
youz a phony mothafucka, cant even drink from a shot glass/
so let me keep goin bout u and be continious/
people piss on ya, "go take a drink of this"/
so let me get at u one more time/
it takes u 5 minutes to think of a rhyme/
so i'm gonna rob ya . take ya money. and say its mine/
alright. lol.. i dont even kno why i did this.. i never post on this part of tha board.. but ya i'm playin bout these rhymes people
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Man I got dissed twice there. Maxi-Padz you were suppose to diss SMS not me. I'll be back l8r with my diss.
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lolz i dun give a fuck
dresnoop im gonna impale u on a pole/ to rip u a new areshole/ dresnoop comes hard like vanilla/ ima pound yo head like a fucken gorilla/ not an animal a terrorist/ im da scariest/
maxi-padz = lyrically undefeated
lmfao
peace
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Lyrically undefeated/more like conceded/but im not concedjust just confident/Cause im woppin them and maxi pads im dominant
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Ain't nobody better than me/
This the 2nd Bar and I'm enterin 3/
I'm a veteran G/
Narrator, ya rhymes are horrible/
Plarrhator, a name thats more affordable/
Your shits so whack, it's unrecordable/
Ya poor, can't afford a phone that's portable/
Ya rhymes aint sportable/
They suck, like that vaccum oracle/
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im new here but now_i_know/
theres only one real hoe/
diss me it must be a typo/
ya style is wack and ya rhymes is weak/
dont be jealous that i got tha talent n physique/
to rhyme betta than Bleek/
cuz i got tha technique to be unique/
damn i gotta go take a leak ;D
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He'z baaaaaaack!!!!
Ha ha ha ha iz it ma turn?
Niggaz iz bold now and dayz wit they gay wayz
written rapz tryin ta diz ma niggaz but don't seem to even amaze
i'm back now so now itz time ta blaze
fuck aimen at chu bitchez i let theze bulletz fly az strayz so make wayz!!!!
first of all teck nine u outa line i put ma teck nine in ya spine then pull tha trigga 1-2-3 timez!!!
u juzt a fake mc i watch u bleed on ya kneez while u look me in tha eye and "i'm sorry screem pleaze pleaze!!!!"
I juzt look at chu and chuckle really loud
at firzt u wuz hard now lay yo punk azz down!!!!
right next to N-Imy now i ask u y u try?
wrong answer hand tha nine ta Maxi now say bye bye
look at So Much Style tryin ta run 2 tha door
GIT OVER HERE!!!!! like Scorpion
NOW BREATH NO MORE!!!!!!
Dre Snoop double o in tha corner cryin like we gone let him go
now really though u fucked up so u gotta catch thiz killa blow
i aint gone kill u though i'll let Massikah do tha honor
u feelin calmer then we blow yall up like tha fucken una bomber!!!
DOn't fuck wit CSN and u won't git fucked up!!!!!!
Holla!!!
(SKiLLaZTiC,Massikah,Maxi Padz,Hates ratz,and Dpeon CSN!!!!!!!!)
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Ok I didn't wanna have to do this but ya'll motherfucka's have asked me to come out. Here is one of my stongest verses. I posted this on another site yesterday in a battle with some1 so ya'll can have a piece aswell:
I LACED LAZARUS AFTER CHRIST RESURECTED HIS SOUL,
AND BURNED HIM CRISP SHRUNKEN DOWN TO A STATURE OF 2FT 4,
BILL GATES COULDNT UPGRADE YA FLOWS AND MAKE YA A HIGH TECHNOLOGY TARGET,
YA RHYME SKEME IS LIKE SELLING SILICONE BREAST FOR MEN AND THATS HARD TO MARKET,
YA FLOWS AN ARTIFICIAL INTELLIGENCE THAT STEVEN SPIELBERG COULDNT FIGURE OUT,
YA BRAIN THOUGHTS ARE DRY CUZ YA MENTALS SUFFERING FROM A THOUGHT DROUGHT,
I CUT THROUGH YA PUZZLED RHYMES WITH A JIG SAW,
THEN SPIT A WHITE KIDS METAPHOR SAYING YOU SUCK MORE THAN A TRIPLE THICK SHAKE THROUGH A TINY STRAW,
YA RHYMES COULD BE A MAIL CARRIER AND THEY STILL COULDNT PACK A NICE PACKAGE,
WHILE YOUR COLLECTING GRAMMYS FOR FAKE EMCEEING AND BAD ACTIN,
THE ONLY FIRE YOUR BRINGING IS YA ATHLETES FOOT BUT IM COOLING DOWN YA FIRE CUZ I SPIT OUT TINACTIN,
WHEN YOU DECEASED WE LOOKIN FOR YA BODY WITH METAL DETECTORS FOR THA HEAD PLATE YOU WAS PACKIN,
I REPLACE YA LUNGS WITH WATER FILLED BALLOONS SO YOU CAN DIE OF AMONIA,
YA WHOLE FLOWS ARE IMPOSTERS LIKE DIAMOND FAKE CUBIC ZAKONIA,
YOU COULD BE A RIPPED DOCTORS APPOINTMENT BOOK AND YOU STILL COULDNT TEAR AT MY PATIENCE,
I LEAVE YA ANATOMY DRIED TO THE BONE SO ARCHIOLOGIST CAN FIND YA FLOWS AND LABEL THEM ANCIENT,
SO OIL YA BODY SO I CAN SET U UNDER THE OZONE WHOLE SO YOU CAN BE FRIED TO CAJUN,
CUZ YA WHOLE SKEME IS UNANSWERED LIKE DOCTORS THAT NEVER RETURN CALLS WHEN PATIENTS ARE PAGING...
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Yo, i stick Enemy with Precision, its my decision what im hitting with a incision/leavin him with demented visions/and scars like a wounded war veteran
U N T O U C H A B L E
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i'M GONNA HAVE AGO, BUT DON'T LAUGH:
you ain't leaving anyone with scars//
you is as gay as them fear factory faggots singing cars//
you know i'm gonna straight up diss//
if I had longer I would really be taking the piss//
ima slice ya up//
but your remains in a cup//
i am wack i know, but hell i is bored as fuck so
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ight hittman iz tha person above me so i diss him, this iz goin suck but hear i go
Hittman aint nutin but shit
imma tit fuck hiz girl an say my name iz earl
an jack her foe her pearls cuz hittman, bitchman, shit man, what eva tha fuck hiz name is got wack ass flow, i think its cuz he a hoe that will go gay or straight cuz he was braggin bout fuckin a guy named jay way back in tha day.
How wuz dat
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tom um yea nigga ima catch up wit u while ur sucken ur thumb, yo bitch look out behind ya, im runnen str8 atcha bitch ass wit a shank, maxi paddy gon plough thro yo niggaz like a tank/
I AM THE ONLY UNTOUCHABLE
peace
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maxi-pad u aint shit but a fag, make u run to yo dad cuz u afraid my skill will kill u cuz im so ill an like 2pac my style is untill the end of time an imma steal yo dime an smoke an toke that shit while i make gangsta hitz.
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Now imma have to 187 seven this cat named Tom
Imma Shit on his style cuz it stinkz like a John
Ya talkin to numba 1 westcoast disciple
your gay father worship you
Cuz u fuckin with George Michael
Shut his large cock all u in your asscrack
And Bill called he wants his 6 inced sigar back
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Now imma have to 187 seven this cat named Tom
Imma Shit on his style cuz it stinkz like a John
Ya talkin to numba 1 westcoast disciple
your gay father worship you
Cuz u fuckin with George Michael
Shut his large cock all up in your asscrack
And Bill called he wants his 6 inced sigar back
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Ne@p, ur wack/
Skillz in rhymin is wat u lack/
I need 2 set u stright wit a chin attack/
Pop ur 2 balls and rip yur nutsack/
Dont try 2 touch my nuts cause it's covered wit my banana/
Got nuts bigger than Tony Montana/
Got plans of their own like Santa Ana/
Respond 2 this and yur a gonna//what!!
--tha7th
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i'mma have a go at this shit...
tha7th
your so whack like an onion you make me wanna cry
your like the rock without his poon tang pie
acting all hard like you kill with no remorse
bitch, you'll be the first to get negative mics in the source
tryin' to diss others but you got a malfunction
like a crossed eyed- stubbed leged-skitso ass -russian
seeing these ryhmes is infalmitory like appendix
like freeing shyne, that shit'll be tremendous
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To Jake Doggy Dogg
That rhyme about the source was already written
You biten someones style that was already bitten
I'm the cat, your kitten, now head to the kitchen
Pour me a glass of lemonade now sit down and listen
I'm the unstoppable, un poppable bubble of trouble
That can turn a stumble into a lyrical mumble
Now think twice about what you say in your rhyme
Before time chimes with this hop hop line
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Its just this simple, youz a bitch/
Punk ass trick, eat a dick/
I ain't even gonna try hard on this shit//
:)
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yo sikitoic
u mothafukin bitch
u call ureslef a vet i'm gonna make u suck my dogs dick
ure rymes suck
i;m gonna shoot u like a freakin duck
u think ure koo, u think u got class?
well u suck big fuk ure mothafukin ass
u nuthin but a big fat bitch
i'm gonna fuk u up, u aint got u dick
mothafuker u aint got no flow
u going solo u bitch ass hoe
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lol a quickie....... j/k ;)
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how dare you diss my negative mics in the source line i swear i didn't steal it ;)
lost soulja -------
damn dogg you look like you got hit with more than an ugly stick/
perhaps you got decked with a kenetic falling brick/
naw fuck that you fell out the ugly tree/
and hit every ugly stick twig branch and leave/
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He`s hellbound call it a sinner
he eats way too much dick fo dinner
I`m J doggy dogg killa
Fuck the scrilla
dirty south never wuz shit to me
and yall know
The J dogg can`t get to me
Before u speak know the rules
20 years of verball abuse
I`m killin u like I was Hitler and the jews are u
Step to the ring and brick your skill
But when u meet the champion
I`m not the one who`s goin to get killed
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oh please throw another cliche my way/
wheres your originality did you lead it astray/
with all them redundant gangsta fairy tails you hear every day/
no wonder you ended up dissing yourself with that lame display/
please if you wanna diss me do it with intellect/
cuz afterall without that what is your real success/
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Yo i'll bust yo lyrical opposition in dis freestylist auditorium/
where we'll blaze on out on dis lika cross-section of perfection in da freestyle live session/
nigga u think ur sophisicated/
tryin to eliminate my tyme jealous cuz we made it/
reincarnated from da shit dat i said bomb played it/
my mind stays mental/
uncontrollable urges stay plentyful/
hot hollow point tips hollow out yo temple.
lay u dead on the pavement/
poisoned from lead by the handful/
empty out yo thoughts like i empty tek clips/
lower case, premium interface/
laced with the deadly venom i embrace/
domination of my say n i'll still beat yo in a case/
iz yo time so take yo lazt breath/
lika plague i spread through yo body n explode outta yo chest/
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Pleaze i aint got time to listen to this crap
my gat explosed on any person tryin to act
up
fuck it throw your hands up
so i can shoot them muthafuckaz one by one
Klord why u act tuff
Didnt i tell your mother to shut the fuck up
and drink my sprerm
Your the fat aple I`m the worm
eats your style up
K-L-O-R-D
Your wacker than The creek`s Andy Mcphee
P`z
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Isolation imposed on those who have been exposed to an infectious disease/
You niggaz tried ta quarantine me/
but i'm prevalent, widespread, questionable how many niggaz I infect/
like a plague decomposin yo chest/
u a banga/
u a vice lord killa/
but when comes to a trigga u best know iz decisive nigga/
slugz internalize, absorbed in2 yo mind/
stimilated yo hesitationz/
causin' u 2 shelta yo thoughts from my lyrical combination/
till then I see you facinated by my spoken revolutions/
you ain't got shit on me nigga/
lil fake emcee wannabe C tryi'n ta b real nigga/
net banga on chat rooms representin' yo IP nigga/
yo definition of war iz enterin' a niggaz computer n messagin' em sayi'n dun
fuck wit me nigga/
but i'll seep through yo screen through yo optical cables, set a glock on yo
table/
n-still-have-time-ta-consume-light-bended-muzzle-flashez-spherical-that-I-
create-wit-gravitational-pullz
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BIGjakeDOGGYdogg ........
listen snitch u aint nuthin but an ugly bitch/
u tryin to rap but u aint nuthing but crap/
how can u rap wid a got a dick shoved down ure throate/
dont mess wid me or i'm gonna sink ure boat/
fuk ure nuthin but a wannabe,
mothafukin bitch trying tryin to diss my clique?
ure gonna get nowhere ... u lamer foe/
dont mess wid me ... u freakin hoe ....
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j/p .... no hard feelings......
peace ....
how dare you diss my negative mics in the source line i swear i didn't steal it ;)
lost soulja -------
damn dogg you look like you got hit with more than an ugly stick/
perhaps you got decked with a kenetic falling brick/
naw fuck that you fell out the ugly tree/
and hit every ugly stick twig branch and leave/
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^ worst rhyme ever ^ i hope i can beat it... yo yo
Lost soulja is getting beat down into submission/
Im not dissin, but yo you need to stop and listen/
After this entrence, im gonna have you ass kissin/
and ask for my signiture/I'm the winner so you can call me victor/
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So much Style u rhymes aint vesitile cuz you a ho wit no flow you piece of shit. Jelious of this Hot shit cuz imma lyrically pop u drop u an stop cuz im on top in this rap game jus like every1 has been on top on yo mom
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dude lost soulja...your suppose to diss the person right above you no whoever...oh well i ain't trippin
and fuck dissin tom187 he's got shawn michaels in his avatar 8)
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heeh at that time u were the person above ... when i posted it a few ppl had posted b4 me ;)
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it's cool ghandi
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Ghandi, LOL ;D
Fuck any Jake/
Ill torture him/
Burn the skin off of him/
Throw a towel on him/
And stomp on him/
Rip the towel off then pour salt on him/
Continue my verbal assault on him/
Till his brain gives up and shuts down on him/
Hahaha now I gots 2 bury him.---tha7th