Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

I took losses due to no shows, wasn't inspired, what most claim to be fire is so so, I only showed up here to let you know, NO! No one's higher, it's time you hoes retire or repent, fuck hip-hop you should have been a cop in a precinct,

Ill smack you like a tambourine
Its beautifull music

Pick you apart like a mandarine
its a dutyfull muse it

Satisfies the hunger a beast can only get
I eat you like a cannibal sect or a radical set

But i rather have the camera on bed
Strippin Pam Am naked then slicing her neck

Im precise with the check
See me entice kids to heck

You sit act and in a coma
Youll never come back like Blitz Action Trauma

It's straight battery, lights out, every mother fucker knows,
Buzz kill of the year? I elect trick's current flows,
I can smell your fuckin clothes from over here,
You've got 2 teeth & they're both veneers,
You know what's weird, strange n shifty?
You goin from a snuff film to 'enticin kids' way too quickly,
Dedicated to the cause, defiling minors ya mission,
called slick trick cuz you're a greaseball child's magician,
Your lustful emotions got you into some shit,
Made you a serial offender, cuz tricks are for kids

I don't trick, I treats ya, I am the feature, sensei/teacher, clubhouse leader, please to meet ya Bag mandela, that name is lame and mad vanilla, sorry lad I figured somebody had to tell ya, when I first seen it I laughed cuz I laugh at failure, of expertise that's ya area, I met your main squeeze and it's facts you sharing her, but you a cuckold and would just kickback as I tear it up, uh ohhhhh like a St lunatic, now she wants to marry Peter like Lois Pewterschmitd, I think I'm gonna go go through with it, and you still cool with it, cuz we talking the rap game and you wouldn't know what to do with it

- ill finesse

Fuck your large font, its all front,
Your girl size is large cunt, a large frump,
i'll finesse ill then take a large dump on that large cunt

donshotta is a expert? ,
I don't think so ,
Hobo's get treated by a gun with its first blow ,
I'll rock your vest with a tech ,
Take your rhymes out the water with my net ,
you watchin my raps flow like a siv on your set ,
I lock horns with only a lord or a vet ,
Yet , I size your corny spits up to a little budget ,
I rock centers ballin above me with my hammer when its summoned ,
You can't cut it ,
and with your lot of short comins ,
I'll blast you quicker than a mast flyin by the wind hummin

Quicker than a mast flying by the wind hummin,
You wear your momma's panties to let out your inner Silk Da Hinn Woman,
Kaids really gangbangin - pause a sec,
Him n his dad 4 balled Finesse,
Got no record, never locked up for a stretch,
Became gangsta by magic that's why I mention 'Soars arrest',
Thing is I don't even show love if they whip it n bag it,
They drone on about how fly they are like shit is a Mavic,
Brag how fiends rob houses just to stick with a habit,
But if they rob them of their lives who's the more sinister addict?
So when a stand up dude talk like that's his life it's just funny,
Wanna be top dog but copy cat n it look pussy,
There's 2 you's:
Number 1, cool guy, starts typin, becomes nutty,
When he's actin as number 2 n space jam like bugs bunny

I dont know why you compete
Bag youre trash, not even Mandela would eat

Trash name trash bars, it makes sense
You pass the time but time passes you instead, intense

I destroyed Virb, now im taking out the trash
Its good youre a bag got, you by the throath you fag

Run you out of this site cuz you want none
Your rhymes are subpar its like you just wanna say some

Weak shit from a cheap trick
rockin a limp wrist and sequence
let's see slick, and the two fingers he pees with
he dense, small dick faggot, only sick
cuz he covered in lesions
Don't expect you to catch that
ya neck snapped, turn around ya snap back
ack ack, coughin up a lungie
laughin, when you bossin up in front me

Ever since hello I had control, guess you'd could say I'm on a roll, you should pay a toll, you cannot pass, you should have stayed home, maybe dress up in ladies clothes, these hoes suck like fellatio, One real one vs one hundred is the ratio, them odds I'm taking tho, the takeover I'm breaking noses and shoulders, soldier in combat, soldier at war, soldier back home ready to settle the score with this nigga Roll, I drive up to his strip slow, just to see if that bitch home, he walked outside with a couple kids, I said you know what is, then him and the kids get the chrome, but I let you live....

I've begun to size up ill finesse ,
I'll bring you to the problematic people and the lawless ,
Don't ask no questions about me being flawless ,
your makin me expose the prime of me leaving you jawless ,
I'll swole your limbs with these snub nose raps ,
you gettin shot with 2 guns ,
let me continue to blast ,
The dust settles while you enter after lifes ways and pause ,
I'm bringin pot to your funeral as a way of the gods ,
I'm often a ace with grace ,
and I'm facin your ride with a wraith ,
Taking your eyes off the prize rips your retina's out of your face

Pull out his retinas, you're my pupil let me talk to ya,
Eye wrote a scheme but looked back over n it seemed cornea,
Kaids bars pasta themed it's all Mac n cheese,
Spends days at the mall checkin out his ass in jeans,
Really believe you're a ninja rapper - please,
just cuz your 8 miles away don't think you're Cantonese,
You're not crackin jokes, barely cracked how to punch em,
But it's understandable when you need crack to function,
Who-sayn I won't knock on your door n Saddam sumthin,
Recognise that Bag dad or face Mass destruction

Its time to start rappin my best. Prepare for death. Secret Star Shine Styles.

My refridgerator is colder than bag ,
pull the chicken out of it with a ounce of guiness with that ,
Put it in your stomach till it eats away at your bowels ,
Watch you vomit all the remains out your throat with the fowl ,
Quick punches to your gut releases the pain from your brain ,
I'll have you feelin like you fallin out of an air plane ,
Hard thoughts were what I was born with amped ,
Stick my kids in your chicks vagina with the strength of Conan ,
Your woman strips with my trick ,
I'm thinkin thats possible ,
I'd run a play on both end zones ,
no audible ,
Its comical!!! ,
Vests can't save you ,
Shells fly with ease before the time that they graze you ,
I'll father you like my own son ,
thats the sign that I made you!!!

"It's time for me to start rappin my best",
*Doesn't rap, writes a verse and it's as wack as the rest*,
Doctors prepared to carry out a cannula test,
As you get beat faster than cardiovascular stress,
That's something I don't run with like battery eggs, free range life
Just kiddin, that was actually impressive g,
They say your penmanship's reflective of current state, mentally,
Two words in, "refridgerator", that alone really helps to see,
You either have special needs or you're thinking how you need extra D,
Don't enter any spelling bee's,
Ever
Please
Dunno bout that chicken in your fridge you force fed to me,
Remember when you said you're a vegan but eat eggs n cheese?
Well, bad news, they also never eat any meat,
Ninja jutsu sai - that style seems cool,
But secret star shine - it might seem rude,
But that sounds like a Powerpuff Girl fighting move or a chain of restaurants that do Chinese food

I'll have you cookin poison hamburgers at White Castle ,
Chicken stuff is egg's ,
Eat that with bullets as I might have to blast you ,
Its like I come from the city of death ,
ithica the greedy ,
If you want it ,
I got shells for the needy ,
I'll destroy ya paradise or hymalaya's ,
Take out ya planet like an alien makin a million craters ,
I'm shootin glocks in war zones created by a Kernel or Major ,
wit more CD “paraphinalia” you could connect to a Sega ,(Sega CD)
Bag ,
I’m puttin fire to your feminine kilt ,
I’ll burn you like trees ,
until the evidence wilts ,
My raps rip you like jesus’s clothes on the cross wit the silk ,
Tell the architect to leave ya house side ways when its built ,
I aint easy ,
so ease up off me ,
The K will turn you black ,
and leave you fizzin like poisonous coffee ,
I’ll put somethin in ya soup ,
no awards for your food ,
now its sloppy ,
Bag em like “Lightning” shockin a space ship ,
the “hits” drop em