King of da mic

[Mad]

im murdering poeple more brutal than a mob of pitbulls
i takes nothing to diss you
picture me chillin on a coupe while a ur mom prepares me soup
im something anonymous, a supreme of cannibus
i have no peer even god is still wonderin
im out for ur blood keep so ya veins locked
shit flows outta u coz you been cocked a lot
i call ag a pot and i pick cats out with a fork
just like how ur mom does when she's serving me my pork
if ag was a sport, this would be rugby and i would be the lock
if id come to ur hood, wud u beat me or not?
u'd prolly be on the  centre spot with ur pants on ur knees and ur a** stuck on a cock
ur face on sweat and a dude on ur top
ha ha!


moff is dea!!!

[MOFF G]

i'm ressurected nd psychologically disturbed/ am that cat on his 7th life neva to be burned/ so old skul it's like i existed for centuries/ i'm so hot with my step i rise mecuries/ the morden day hercules/ for mentioning my name i punch u on the chest to give u a heart burn/ show no remorse even if u my fan/ i'll toy ya emotions like Eminem's Stan/ put u on sum roller-coaster and then give u my wall poster to battle me then with the hope to win/ give u inspiration like the devil with sin/ yeah Nemo: a fish without a fin/ low life trash that deserves a bin/ am all over ya skin/ controllin ya rise of adrenaline/ ure a bitch with a hormonal deffect/ sexually u takin it from the anal tract/ u act a fool and a skank/ take that to the bank/ to check on ya balance/ money left you like shit thru the anals!!

u can't murder me....

[Mad]

you sick too? maybe its swine flu, yall need a tissue
so gimme one solid reason why i should diss you
so im trash? ha ha and u ash from my fat kush mixed with crack dash
u like dope stashed by a deliquent in the a**, bloody fake ur skin is under evasion by rash
ima say it again, money is fake like moff countefeits causing pain
f*** a bank account, i stash cash on the back of my head in the midst of the medula gland
im styling on you eletronically, you could identify my position physically
coz u cant see me, im right besides you starin at what ur have on greddily
if its less than a g then it aint me, its prolly for money
im like kobe and u lebron, aint no way u faggs is winning this game or
ima put u in ya places like prisoners in their cells homes

[MOFF G]

how can u diss sum u don't know?
am that ish in the middle of an O/
within a crystal ball i glow/ even that psyche cudn't tell i f***ed ya hoe/
i'll prob'ly do more/
for being a f***en scum, i'll give u more beating than Quest-love drums/
 overload ya neurological nerves with just a hum/
my spit speed causes a typhoon to wiggle u outta this bout/
a boy scout: u cudn't even survive under my dark cloud/
i brought pain like pouring rain/ on a slippery plain u fell on ya head left insane/
in a few years ur brain got f***ed by marijane(marijuana)/
sies:  u lame/
faggot tryna get under my pants nd closer to my skin/
like your roomies do after nightfall in prison!!

[Mad]

there he goes again with all that fakeness
there i go again with all this sickness
u post the same shit every time i diss u
if u is the shit, then il need a tissue
im like the phoenix, i blaze flames but thats not something id use to claim fame
fact is you lost i basically dun see any reason to persist this
on this theres no reason for a diss, these dudes is waste of water on piss


eat a dick man.....

[TY-D-CPT-021-NKE]

you cats can go at this for ever untill you die
i will watch and see how youll lose and then cry
im uncatchable i even beat 007 as a spy f***
yo skin coloure i can change it with hair dye
your lyrics are cork like a vigina thats so dry
you smoke but you never reaching the sky your
blunt is a dud and that is why most of the time
you cats just get by making ends meat while
i eat and kick back listen to a song i made called
"youll are wack" its bouut emcees like you who are unworthy
of contracting the swine flu imune to you and your crew
..daai is daai mybru...

[t-fellow]

niggas thnk they tyt jst bcoz they got cornroses/
i bury u brutall and come to ur funeral wit roses/
u betta blame moses....4 makin me a tyrant....!!!

[dropbomb]

i saw the bitch in u before u signed in//
u rap shit plus u lack the time -in
 

[t-fellow]

shame...kiss a**  

[TY-D-CPT-021-NKE]

who are you lames im wide like the river thames
for me its real life bitches it aint no games
i throw waterproof flames with names youll
never heard and it never occured that when i
drop lines you be like "wurd" my eyes so red
im fling like a bird ....t-fellow you get no stare
you get no hello put yo head on the lyrical gallo
get off ag cause your raps get a "hell no"...

[TY-D-CPT-021-NKE]

im like a 325is spinning a 360 on a wet road
put on my race face gear up my speed mode..
smell of rubber like a fart after eating beans
leave you busting out at the seams like
split jeans..i eat my greens and i smoke it
roll and toke it ...

[Mad]

f*** it, im tired of this e rappin shit, this my second last, i know someone is gonna respond on this one



is that a car or a ur stripper's code in my bar?/
had luck b4 i was born, had to choose if wanted to have horns or not/
i chose to have a ill brain, now Ive spit so much im out of saliva/
f*** the metaphors, what i rap is ur lover/
money aint an issue as long as i got my pocket and they leather/
put'im in his place, on the cash bin of a sweet seller/
i don't deal with moffy's i let them words do the job/
2-3 lines is what i need to turn'im on/
you can forget abt ur undie coz u wont be needing it anymore/
il lock you in a cage for too long, u can put a condom on/
got a pet ul play sex games with and its a male horse/

ha ha ha ha, im going to somebodies funeral lmao!!

[MOFF G]

tree chopper/ my word axe sharper/
i cut u down to size without liftin a finga; am wise/
helped u spell ya own D E M I S E/ yo, get back to tha drawing board to rewrite and resize this pack of mumbo jumbo shit u recite/
stay clear from me am danger like an african kilah bee hide/
once i'm poked u can't hide/ until i read in the orbituary that u neva lied...lol
but then again they found ya dead body by the dumpster lying/
teary eyes post mortem to say u died crying/ i'm lying; i beat ya a** for tryna jump on ME/
mad fiction/ ya only chance to win is by match fixin/
from all angles i be balling and 2 pointers i be shooting on ya gal whilst we sexin/ busted on her tits u bastard/
i gues u can relate to a mule/ u like attracted to donkeys and horses/
b4 i look dumber than you i guess i have to cut my losses!!

[TY-D-CPT-021-NKE]

your rhyme scheme be nothing special or great
basically its the norm even retards can relate
catch of the day you and mad was the bate
lure you with mielies "like i catch a bird in the crate"
im spittin heat so hot that your insides disintergrate
then crumble my swagger like thunder when i pull
up the streets rumble tickie tumble flip and roll back
on the internet everyones the man but they wack
and they know it i can smell your fear and your
lyrocs show it a smal crowd at a show they know i blow it
like the seeds i smoke man i grow it...

[rob_one]

tree chopper/ my word axe sharper/
i cut u down to size without liftin a finga; am wise/
helped u spell ya own D E M I S E/ yo, get back to tha drawing board to rewrite and resize this pack of mumbo jumbo shit u recite/
stay clear from me am danger like an african kilah bee hide/
once i'm poked u can't hide/ until i read in the orbituary that u neva lied...lol
but then again they found ya dead body by the dumpster lying/
teary eyes post mortem to say u died crying/ i'm lying; i beat ya a** for tryna jump on ME/
mad fiction/ ya only chance to win is by match fixin/
from all angles i be balling and 2 pointers i be shooting on ya gal whilst we sexin/ busted on her tits u bastard/
i gues u can relate to a mule/ u like attracted to donkeys and horses/
b4 i look dumber than you i guess i have to cut my losses!!

You know what this makes me think of?

"Not stupid. Clever, we. Throw ball. Hit ball. Run fast. Sports car buy. Lie with blonde women. Is good. Why we deserve not human status?"

From Hayibo.com: http://hayibo.com/articles/view/1110