Dis the emcee above you

[Murda Mami]

[glow=red,2,300]Another one that speaks for it's self. You must Dis the emcee above you with no more than 10 lines.

I guess you start by dissing me[/glow]

[LIL G A.K.A MASS MURDER]

[glow=red,2,300]SORRY I HAD TO DIS U KNOW WE WAS CLOSE\
I HAD TO DO IT,DATS DA RULES AND PLUS I NEEDED A POST\
U WAS CLOSE LIKE A HOMIE\
BUT NOW IM HAVE TO ACT LIKE T.I. CAUSE U DONT KNOW ME/
AND FOR U TO BATTLE ME U GON HAVE TO SHOW ME\ AND U BEATING ME DATS LIKE DA HAWKS TAKING A TROPHIE ;D/AND FOR U TO COME CLOSE U GONE HAVE TO BRANG DA MOST BEEF\
IMA DA MASS MURDER A.K.A LILG [/glow]

[jusmurda]

[glow=blue,2,300]lil G mass murder whatever/
you would'nt even be hot if you wore a sweater/
in da middle of the summer time jus stay dumb fine/
i pack more punch in one rhyme den roy jones at anytime/
you a mass murder nigga den come see me/
i'll spread out your pieces bring together your family/
and dat to is for any nigga who come at me/ [/glow]

[Cam3leon]

Aw...murda murda, all this blood/
see Ima lyrically hurt 'em if they call my bluff/
Leave all y'all snuffed like u was sniffin powder/
Of course, that's whatchull end up doin when ur career has soured/
Need to freshen up yo flow, so take a shower/
I'm more unexpected than Chappelle yellin' white power/
And I don't like cowards that claim to be hard/
U wanna pop some shots? Go 'head, bang at my car/
I'm down for whateva, while you ready to up and leave/
On wax, you was jusmurda'ed, time to rest n peace

[1rapperunknown]

thinkin you a cam3leon/
boy I'll nail ya to the seilin/
usin rhymes to blend in/
but those rhymes ya steelin/
them lines are wack don't write them no more/
I laugh at u cause ya rap like Pauly Shore/
talkin bout murda but you never been in the slammer/
thats why you can't touch this like MC Hammer/

[Cam3leon]

Dawg, u gotta come harder than that/
That's y you unknown, 'cept for the fact that you wack/
Not packin' gats or jackin' raps, better back your attacks on my characta/
Or I'll turn you red, white, and blue like Captain America/
I ain't scared of ya, cause me and Jay saw ur resume on MTV/
Where 10 year olds could bury ur rapgame 10 feet deep/
And have I ever been in the slammer? Nope/
But I bet u have, thats y u go deadpan when someone hands u soap/
So Ima leave this cypher to teach you how to behave/
And next time, tell ME "something good" like UGK!

[Killer P]

Yo yo...im a killer the way i pop cam3leon like rice-crispies...
cause he is the type to go clubbin with j-kwon but forget to get-tipsy...

Ima shout and holla-my-name, testin clips, if your testin-my-game....
Testin-my-aim, ur lookin-4-fame, aint gonna get shit cause ur just-bitch-made....

Yo..i flip-the-scripts, slit-ur-wrists and add you to my merked-list...
cant fuck wit this, our battle was one sided like i knocked you out with just one-fist...

time to flee, game over, to the highest-degree, cam3leon?middleweight sorry...have-to-disagree...
Cause i can-guarentee after battlin-me, he wont forget killer p...

[jusmurda]

[glow=blue,2,300]yeah yeah I heard it |all before| ya not a thug ya the bully outside of the |Candy Store|/
You talk about test'n clips but dog |test my burna| I falsh my shit I use it |Jus fa murda|/
Yeah I'm Jus Murda homie that's |what I do| Yeah I'm female but I'm never scared so nigga |fuck you|/
I'm 1-8-7 which means I'm |murda-death-kill|
I'll tip ya ass right over the |Window sill|[/glow]

[1rapperunknown]

well jusmurda you bout to get merked/
dead and gone wit ya face on a shirt/
now what ya think ya life was worth/
thats right I'm now reppin that 1-8-7/
mess wit me and you'll be needin a revren/
hurtin ya 24/7 like a 7/11
ya ass won't even see heaven/
when ya mess wit Lil Kevin/

[CrYsTaL*eYeZ]

rapperunknown i know you aint startin/
cuz when i done you'll be on a milk cartin/
your reppin that 1-8-7 i see/
tight clique but would be betta wit me/
your rhymes aint that satisfying/
in fact they jus plain terrifying/
who let you in that clique/
your lines are worse then a bent dick/
my flow will make you sick/
havin you check into a clinic/

[1rapperunknown]

I see ya changed ya name from chica to crystal eyez/
when will you realize that my flow you can't deny/
I got in the clique cause these lines is to fly/
count how many battles you lost and that ya reason why/
the leader of the group gave you a chance/
cause ya rhymes was wack at first glance/
all you got to do is beat some one in the clique/
you can't ya flow is to weak to do that shit/

[CrYsTaL*eYeZ]

bitch my lines are different they aint original/
unlike you stealing eryone else's material/
wut you say aint meant to be takin literal/
cuz you aint nuttin but a joke society/
eryones laughin at you including me/
thats why when you drop sumthn you write anonymous/
cuz you even know the shit you say is preposterous/
so get off my case about wacked froms of art/
your shit be leaven eryone with a question mark/

[Strychnine]

Who you to say he's the joke to society?//
Just looking at your verse may I suggest sobriety?//

Cuz it seems the booze is killing off your brain cells//
Just looking at that rapping attempt is funny as hell//

See you're the one leaving all of us looking at you with question marks//
I swear I've heard better lines come out the mouth of a retard//

You suck as a rapper and as a living organism//
You're blinded by the light, divided by the prisms//*

Your name claims you have crystals in your eyes, that's cool//
What gender are you anyways? Cuz your saying you have jewels//

[CrYsTaL*eYeZ]

hahaha wut gender am i
bitch do you even no how to rhyme?
obviously not cuzz you stole my lines
go suck a cock strychnine
i hear you really good at doin all that
you like to play wit bitches ball sack
put hey more power to you as long as you havin fun
go jerk off a dick and let it cum

[WildCat]

I’m ova here fuckin wit a fake EVE wanna me
Even wit crystal eyes u’d neva shine bright as me
So sweet dreams as yo sig say, my AK’ll give you summin
I ain’t used to battling lightweights, lyrically u ain’t nuttin
She always holla out dick, she must not be getting it
Who’d fuck this dirty bitch, you’ll end up wit STD’s and shit
You’se a damn ho, you ain’t no motha fuckin playa fo sho
I’m a P-I-M-P, put u on the corner and make me some dough