Diss The Bitch Above You Cypher

[Caligraphy]

Only limb you can eat is my third fuckin' arm
I must be Irish- your bitch calls it her lucky charm
Got my dick wet, she sucked me hard,
Then I made her lick the sweat from my under arms,
Your better up your bars cause frankly, you ain't up to parr
Red Dragon? Yeah right, you're just a bard,
In fact, go pluck guitars and be a country star
Because you trying to rap is like the Fonz trying to jump the shark

[Justice Grimm]

They call him Caligraphy because his style is out of practice
He sits and takes disses without a real way to combat this
You're hapless, takin it all up the ass bitch
Because somehow this C is at a level below average
Talking shit about how the sluts be suckin him raw
Neglecting to mention they needed the help of a straw
So just sit down and practice with your outdated pen
And stay well away from the battles of the modern men

[N0BLE]

his justice grimm like facin rape charges
nobody wants you – i disgrace artists
with no pardons you act like youre so hardened
your flows garbage never had shine you were born tarnished
this dudes tryna preach im like "JESUS STOP!!"
only time you got delivery is holdin a pizza box

[Bos]

Nobody likes u or ur style, u won't win cuz I can't lose
Don't get all hyped up bitch cuz the only Vans u got are ya shoes
Ur living a poor life, cuz u can't pay ur rents
Now people are starting to think u went schitzo, cuz ur songs don't make cents/sense
U hurt ur computer enough with ur lame text, stay away from the mic
When I murder mcs, it's cuz I'm dope.....
When u murder mcs, it's cuz u produce shit nobody likes

[Justice Grimm]

I'm really not feelin any of the shit that you say
Cause honestly you're terrible, just take this hit and escape
Braggin about how you can't concievably lose, damn
You got a ton of posts but you competin's a ruse, man
The punchlines you attempt are like admitting defeat
Because it's a written admission that you could never compete
So just shut your mouth and put your pen and pad on the shelf
Because the only people Bosnians are lethal to are themselves

[fuctup]

dude ur flow is basic face it ur fake like a made dick/ur need to go back to ur pad/ and re-write wut u had and realize its bad/ and foreal u need to put the mic down cus the only time ur sick is when ur jackin ur dick to ur grandma in a nightgown/ ur should be ashamed and walk wit ur head down/cus im jumpin on this game like hopscotch/ur one of them bitches that pop lock and drop it/ while im in the back cockin and poppin/

[WhatsHisFace]

You say's the bitch above you is basic but your no better.
When the only thing cold about you is your city's weather.
The only guns you ever busted were toys made from nerf.
Typeing tough on the internet is the way he "holds down his turf",
Word is bond, this faggot sicks off the Grimm off of Justice.
His punchlines and pick-up lines are the same, always a hit and miss.
Your easy, barely a attempt to diss this bitch above me.
Your response to diss me, move me and make me angry is unlikely.
Work on structure retard, who the fuck use's slashes.
Only time this dude is sick is when he fucks dead people and gets rashes.

[fuctup]

dude u think ur so sick sittin at home beatin ur dick lukin at dudes playin wit they sticks yo really wanna battle me thinkin u gona rattle me u js gonna end up another casualty/ a lil kid tryin to sound casualy talkin like an adult/ hault/ yeah i use slashes and i fuck dead bodies/ima slash ur mom up cus shes a lil hottie/ stop me o u cant/ u need to go back to ur desk wit the lil lamp/ and work on ur shit till u go to camp/ cus ur not ready to fuck wit the big boys/ js stick to playin wit ur toys/and listen to ur teachers/b4 u loose ur sneakers/and stay in school/ so u can learn more and earn the tools so u aint on here lookin like a fuckin fool/

[Bos]

the worst cat here, u wouldn't believe the amount of dick he sucked up
he fails in text too...cuz by looking at his rhyme scheme u can tell its fuctup
u'll never reach the stars, that's just how u are
u could open a candy shop and still sell no single bar
wtf u on a rap site for? even WHF wonders the same
and that's a serious insult...cuz he's by far the biggest lame

[ripsta]

Best believe u my punching bag/
Remodel your face got you looking bad/
Make it a tragedy ending with a toe tag/
Got you scared like scoob n shag/
Mentality insane man so what/
You wanna battle yea let's do that/
U beating me ha-ha-ha/
Lay u flat in the middle of the ring/
Sitting on the throne am still the king/
Battle me ill make it worthwhile G

[ripsta]

Calling out Fuctup and Bos at the same time/
Two of you against the greatest of all time/
Da rhymes are like nines/spit out bullets and make the foe die/
Rock the mic/get so much hype/Bos made me laugh said u can't loose that dnt sound right/
The new kid on this site/reppin in here n onsight/
Diss ull get me pissed/ill make sure to slay u n get dismissed/from the rap game u guys reading this/both of u suck each others dicks/fags go eww when eyes lay upon pussy n tits/you dnt wnt it
With this/ sickest mc/your gonna see/ how I take both of u out quick n easily/this is just the warm up/

[ripsta]

Battle

[Bos]

I got u killed before I even start spittin
Look his avy..this is what happend when he fucked with me n I aint shittin
After Im done with u fag, i'll carve my name on ur forehead
So u'll forever remember this event..where u got left 4 dead
Yeah, call me the new kid..it's like u've been ruling this game the whole time
Kinda ironic that it took me waiting till 6-10-11 when i finally heard ur name n rhymes

[ripsta]

Da only thing u kill is the crowd/they yelling out boo get him out/
You spitting come on man you kidding/am the shit n leave the whole place stinking/
Keep coming your hole u digging/a hurricanes wrath is what am bringing/ carving ur name on
My forhead u can forget/try to do it ill turn into one of your regrets/hunt you down jst lik
On descent/ur flows man I don't even sweat/ I shine like a necklace with brigettes/find me
Under the category that says best/ truth is am da last foo u should test/u got no chance against a beast like me/ insane when come to the M-I-C/ heartbraker only speakers play me/keep coming
Ill advance to victory

[Thump']

I "R.I.P'" you at my leisure,
Rhymes tippin' off my caesar...
I'm Pound for pound for every round,
... Your flows measured in Liters...
These drops are just a teaser,
... In person 'Thump' will never lose...
I crush your hype with style so tight,
... Swagg's dripping on your shoes...
Put somethin' to your chest,
... This faggots far from best...
Got you shook, said "Take a look..."...
... And I was unimpressed...
I will end this spit,
With a truth that's so legit...
"Bos" is lost at any cost,
... 'Cuz "Bos" ain't "Boss" of shit...