The Diss Thread

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United states is one of the most powerful countries/
yall in new zealand begging for a permanent residency/
we rule and take over nations for oil,
like my country i cause havoc, bring turmoil/

Tell me Whats New zealand known for?
sheep, you natives and gophers/
no economic power/ you whouldnt be missed/
look at names of your cities wellington? thats english/

to me its bullsh!t no military force at all/
1 flight of warcrafts & there goes your malls/
there goes goes your pops & ya moms/
one nuclear bomb and there goes ya limbs & arms/

Its a sin to be alarmed at the facts we all know u weak/
keep quiet like you been doing & make beats/
you 6 ft ninja might believe but i know u still poor/
I duke nukem' but this boy still begging for more/

im a wrecking for blood guts and gore/
thugs with nuts is on my side not yours/
your pussy as it gets, i smell real ho's in the house
use the queens currency to remove the herpes off ya mouth/

Who's still some fag's? we ordered independece july 4th/
U still under the monarchy system, so the queen scored/
we made our country, we made it from sh!t/
well raid your country for all the sheep we can get/

Ask the reaper, hes from london, he knows the history/
wanna go deeper? your nothin'! and your a mystery/
we visionaries that make dreams come true/
and if yall in u.s. ride with me or fuk you!/
 
^^^ R you for real,


Dog on the real I ant try'n make this a battle bout countries.

Keep it real.
Son I lkie this battle fo what it is friendly cuz.
Keep it moven homies.
 
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dudes not bull****ting
but I aint gonna hate on down under
Seany Mac ridin clean in the Rover
burner hot outta tha toasta
this aint comedy central but ill take a minute to roast ya

in less than 3 weeks ill be in Australia studyin abroad
actually ill pack my shieks cuz ill be studying a couple broads
this dude aint got skills......he soft
think he religious?......heard he got shot in the cross
and that word to SP
I blaze the best weed
only hold European keys
take trips over seas
Mac pack trees and stacks of Gs
 
Yo we smoke weed, like we breath...
daily...,
Mac please
You got skillz...
yeah On ya knezz,
you blown the game thats why ya not on the court,
you should've saved that money for that weak wip ya bough,
or give it to Skillz cos that cat likes to snort,
study abroad,
cos well in detroit i forgot everting I was tought,
your whole democracy was set up to keep you down
thats why ya think tokin guns is your only way out,
ya got rims on ya car? man i bet they dub's,
you think they a aset but they just a lieablity cuz,
I own 3 house Ninja I'm rich
you live in projct housing, ya broke little bi*ch,
I was draged up ruff, daddy a dope deala
patch on his back, daddy a real khilla,
Skillz got his head up his ass thats why hes thinks hes tha truth,
sayin he spit fact but didnt have a shread of proof,
Wellington....?
How but New England Fool.
ya mum droped you on ya head when you was young ha dude!
you need to pick up a book that wasn't from you country
to realise what they teachin you is how to b a junky,
you hooked on rap turned Hip-hop wack,
the people you can blame for that is.....B***,
Yeah you get the piont you a slave to the game
in 400 years how far have you came?

HA?
 
vibe, if you lookin' for me i be on the block dawg,
68 chevy with the mother****in top gone,
somebody better ask this nigga who he barkin on,
cause i go to his front dawg i swear you gettin popped on,

all ya niggaz are high,
buy all ya under me like concrete,
if you think im gon die go ahead and try me,
if ya got a burner go ahead and fry me,

lol
 
bambii, u needa fix up ur lyrics n sort dem out
deyre lacking skill n originality widout a doubt
talkin bwt ah car wat u int even fukin got
me n my mandem juz chat bareee hott
itsh lyk im blazing baree hot on a firee!
runin fiercly 2 al da waste is my desire
i upp bigg levlz and make big movementz
u n ur fassy ole cru need improvments!
 
ok yea u right, i dont have a car and the kid is only 15 but i still crack more heads than bobby and whitney,
**** it, better yet peel ya dome off like wut happened to brittany,
yea u might be street and talk about how some dudes shot ya,
the only time you get shot is wen u visit the doctors

lol
 
i ent no fake n dunt chat lyk dt
i spit raw truth so keep it at dat
i ent on bwt weaponz lyk mortal combat
bt im styl lethal so gt 2 no dt
 
ok and my style is original i dont got to show off,
ill give u props even if you were whack oops cough cough,
excuse me i had to clear my throat right quick,
like my crew said if you wanna pop get big,
now can u dig dat?,
nah you cant dig,
treat u like dig dug,
pull out the oozie and get whipped,
now what happened you afriad to battle me?,
you could ask my crew ND no sucka could handle me,
ND would make you cry like help ND is attacking me,
we not a gang we not a set **** we family
 
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Haha torkin bwt a gat wen u ent gt nun
ur manz lifes wil gt tuk as if thy jus gt bun
bun lyk a zoot blazd up heavilyyy
ur fam or man cnt cum close 2 me
u needa up yah levels lyk i tld yah b4
i ent ere 2 ramp cuz 1de il be at yah door
or i myt cum n brake thru yah 3rd flloor
or ent yah gt a dt floor cuz yah 2 poor
eitha way ul gnna gt murkd sum day
myt b 2moro or even dah nex day
ul gt removed jus lyk an external part
blud u needa gt bak skwl cuz yah nt so smartt!
 
you and bambii battling you must be joking and kidding boy,
bcuz the work i put in makes a drug dealer look like a little boy,
nigga ima kidnap your moms if i hear another word from you,
and im gon push ya top back like a convertible,
you and your rhymes are played out like video games,
no joke nigga,
i aint kidding you lame,
my crew put niggas in boxes like a pair of shoes,
the boy gets lose like strings on a parachutte,
after all this iam the best in the ****,
you gon get ur neck twisted like the lady from the excorsist
 
bambii ur a such waste n a lil baby
tlkin bwt my mom wen u gt cnt no lady
yeh n video games mos r biggggg
jus lyk my lyrics wichh r BIGG!
n yah tlkin bwt yah nigz lyk dt bt wen my man cum
ul c hw ya niggaz reactin thy act lykz dikedz or a pum
and bambi i ent jjokinnn eitha ur lammee
u needa go home, av a baf n fix up yah game!
 
Sit down, take notes, Hip Hop one-oh-one
Rule uno, don't **** with C-project-son
This pimp ain't walking with a limp so flip this...
You ain't sick like AIDS patients gettin' syphillis for christ-mas

:p
 
You ain't hostel or armed for dis/
i harm foes till they lose consciousness im monsterous//

c for c0ck suckers anonymous/
my meanings stay hidden like the gospel of Barnabas//

I'll even hit the next dick who think he on his sh!t/
Musa remember the name or I'll make ya family honour it//

I'll pack a mic for protection despite ya smith n wess'n/
and smite ya click and best friend wit no fight or some weapons//

pz
 
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yo its da walkin terror undertakers bearer totin gats tall as ciara/and i cant leave em alone i promise/told mama i would be back home u astonish/i could tell da way ya mind blown str8 violent/but f*** it u chose 2 speak/now ya lips gone hang/like dat s*** under a turkeys beak/muder me never/ 2 clever/put 2n2 togethere thats a uzi to ya leather ya better off/ seein da autobaun and runinin cross/i pick apart mc's till they'er no longer a corpse
 
come on yall what is this bull****?/
think your hard but your softer than muthaf*kin cool whip/
no way you can win, might as well forfeit/
i gotta dual gripped four fifth you dont wanna fool wit/
i'll kill you and all the dudes you cool with/
wild out and watch how fast the tool hits/
go head, act dumb and get foolish/
bet your life i wont hesitate to pull this...
 
you sayin that dude before you is soft
but you went to the hood and you got lost
you aint blast no one or nothin
come to the hood and i'll show you somethin
you faker then the titties on carmen electra
why dont you put your lyrics through a lie detecta
i'll find out everythin bout you like a inspecta
i'm done, if you want a real battle
come to the souf end of seattle
 
Come down to sydney and you won’t be found/
People killing their own babies, nothing to us, if u not around/
& the internet never met a gangsta from seattle/
Neither did west the south or the big apple/
I’m street, My rhymes tackle and leave cuts and sores/
Beef with me and I’ll show you how humans guts will pour/
Tuck you balls away behind the back and throw a skit on, nip tuck/
I’ll clap at your ass/give a new meaning to geting your dick ****ed/
That Mp7 will rupture your spine, shake your soul near death/
Ill piss on your face so you know i’m back the superior S.
 
Listen up skills skillz
cause you can't pay the bills,
i'll leave holes in yo body from a nuclear drill
Im the insane mage,
i'll abuse yo brain,
have you addicted to my lyrics leave yo high as a plane
I'll gather and splatter yo brain matter into tattered patterns,
prove yo rhymes wacker, and leave yo mind battered, i'll shatter
into yo block with my 4 fifth cocked, even killing off cops spraying point blank shots
committing dark hearted slaughter in the middle of day
go cry in the corner you have nothing to say
 
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