Diss the emcee above you

[B-Bear]

fuck that, shit it aint his moms u're suppose to be dissin
call yaself demendted mind, but i can't find ya mind- it's missin
stop this ass kissin before someone has to go hard on you
ya mind is needs to be cemented to fucking stay intact
in fact u're just fuckin retarded, u don't wanna get me started
casue your cemented mind, like your demented mind, is hereby declined

[|.R.SON.aLL.|]

First Tha Truth-U-Lame ..
Sprayin` at anybody That Trys Recoupin`-Gangs ..
Either Way i`ma Have to Group-ya-Dame ..
Wit Mah Other Hoes, & She`ll "Be Bare / B-Bear" Like ya "User-Name"..//..

[Street Pharmacist]

ayo ill kick n flip u too hell,stab u and rip ur cells
u kissin ass evry 1 could tell
Fiasco? you ass yo,get ur face blast tho
for spittin that crap hoe
u wanna be jiggy? ill chop ur feet off for those ice creams
put the red beam to ur head,have a nice dream

[|.R.SON.aLL.|]

Wat U Gon` Think When ya Spirit Bein` Parted ..//..
i`m Tha One U Was Fearin` as an artist ..//..
Hear This, i`ma Make U "Die Slow" Wit Rhymes Since U already "Lyrically Retarded" ..//..
Kid i ain`t Gotta Rap, `cus i Know i`m Tha Sickest around ..//..
Say One Word, & i`m Clippin` `em Down ..//..
From ya Ribs til ya Frown, Come Up Lookin` Like a Whiz Wit No Style ..//..

Lmfao

[Street Pharmacist]

o.O listen lil nigga, u should go get a better style,cuz i flow sicker than pedofile,I throw Bullets
Like ''Q B's"",it will be killing u softlee like the fugees,nigga u would of wish u never knew me,
and i dont know ur bitch...but she blew me
oweeeeee

lol

[|.R.SON.aLL.|]

U a Herb, U Weak .. it`s Tha Dirt U Meet ..
U Wha`s Reverse From Heat ..................
Dawg, i`ll Give ya "Lip Ten / Lipton" Like "Herbal Tea" ..//..
Don`t Doubt Me, it`s Fiasco Nigga ..//..
Cus Tha "Techs Spit Shit" Like it`s an "Asshole Trigga" ..//..

[Street Pharmacist]

listen stfu,u the herb to get slaped on the curb
and get disturbed,so fuck what u heard
ull get snuffed n be like ''why u did that for?'' stop frontin,
u aint hardcore u the nigga to get sent to the store,get shot up and left on the floor,
u fucking doger nigga u aint soldier i slap ur head n neck off ur shoulders
and have homicide holdin on ur folder

[Mac]

I'll Leave Your Mind Demented,
With Ryhme's That'll Leave Ya Spine In Sections//
It's Known That I'm Infectious,
An Like To Play Games So I'll Combine Ya Spine Like Tetris//

[B-Bear]

the fat big mac is back from the mcdonalds shop
but didn't taste good, u're rotten, gotta go take a drop
man i'm pukin of his shit, i'll leave ya spine in sections
u're selfdestructin like middle eastern elections
yeah right, u suppose to be ready for war?
u're suicidal, already knockin on heavens door

[Haz]

B Bear? i'll Ripp U Native Style Knifes Up,
Jus Cuz Ya "Dick Lacin Files"
Dont Mean u Might Bust/
Leave Ya Life Cut, Lyk Robbin The Bank/
Kick Down Ya Door "COCKS" 2 ya Dome
Den Im Poppin Ya Skank/ B Bear
This nigga Related To WINNIE? "EATIN
YA WIG" Lyk Carefully Recordin Whippy (Her Head Lice From Dreds)/

[Mac]

I'm Hazardous With Master Spits,
I'll Smash Ya Ribs In Front Of Ya Bastard Kids//
I'mma Ravage Activist With Raps To Attack A Bitch,
An Leave Ya Ass In Bits Like When a Cannon Hits//
Unleashin Lethal Bars That'll Exceed In Deeper Scars,
An Let Him Eat These Bars, That'll Lead His Teeth Apart//
Give Him A Reason To Shop At The "Gap",
Stop It Your Wack, No Talent Ya Awfull At Rap//

[Haz]

The Heat Will Crispy Blow, U Meat No Reason
Get Cha Ho, Da Coke i'll "Let It Go" Like a
Debetic Hold/ Spittin Ignite Material
Dim Lights Serial Killin Boxed Like Cereal,
Im A Chef Its Time To Eat, Hit Up McDonaldz
Set Up "Mac My Feast", Trash By Me U Clapp
so Grimey No Shells Lyk Homeless Turtlez
Dis Rat Ass Soft Lyk Boneless Jerbalz/

[precise]

equipped with a scepter n vocab ill cast-verbs//
n' trash herbs, adverbs loaded into the blasters//
e.v.i.l. masters, that attack-nerves with a mad-curse//
the mac-burst, opponents rollin out in a black-hurse//
kids are "cents-less" like a snatched-purse//
leavin wacks-purged, in my eyes, NOTHING is a hazerd//

[Haz]

Beatin Me Ayn Possible I Dont Go "Both Wayz"
Alwayz On Top Im Poppin u When Dat Scope aim/
Neva Blowin Linez On "Precise Time" Like Coke gamez
You "stroke Vains" couldnt "Back-ya-Flow"/
How u "drove Pain" i'll "Catch-Ya-Dope"/

[precise]

better patch-ya-flow ya rappin-slow//
precise'll crack-ya-bones, before steppin ya better practice-ho//
you aint makin sense.. an that fact-is-known//
ill grab-the-chrome, send six warnin shots past-ya-dome//
ill "waste hazardous" best believe no slack-is-shown//