2 Line Diss Cypher

[Irish-dipstick]

My Last drop on this 2 line sad diss....


Irish Dipstick sucks like a hoover/
now i'm out, ur moms waitin for me to do her/


yo!!!!! i think u helped me get worse man.... thanks jerk.


u were always like that u just couldn't see it. :ucku:

[Irish Snyper]

yo!!!!! i think u helped me get worse man.... thanks jerk.

How Can U Get Any Worse Wen U As Good As Sh1te/
U LookLike A *** Wen U Be Holdin Tha Mic/

[Irish-dipstick]

My Last drop on this 2 line sad diss....


Irish Dipstick sucks like a hoover/
now i'm out, ur moms waitin for me to do her/


yo!!!!! i think u helped me get worse man.... thanks jerk.


naw ur wrong it like this.

am irish dipstick a known mover,
ur mom sucks my d!ck like she a hoover.

[Crovax]

yo!!!!! i think u helped me get worse man.... thanks jerk.

to phase Irish Dipstick him, you have to aim down/
its sad cuz this is the same kid that wished he was brown/









:spidey:

[Irish-dipstick]

These Lyrics Will Kill U Jist Like Pac Got Shot/
This Is A Jack Move Part 2, But This Time U Gettin Robbed In Tha SOHH Parking Lot/
Smash Ur Head Between The Door, Lock, Stock & 2 Smokin Barrels Style/
I'll Smack U Harder Than Ur Momma Did Wen U Was A Child!/

This An UnderGround Battle But U Be Dwn Wif The Roaches & Tha Rats/
I Ain't No Gangsta, But I Still Shoot Good Wif a Gat/
In This Battle, Am Walkin All Over U Like U Was A Door Mat!/

yeah i move like that, drop this like gurrilla plat,
this sh!t has tha effect of a man utd come back,
i'm talkin u aint listenin too busy suckin sack.

this stuff got fact,
only thing u got is another move to jact.

u wouldn't have the balls to rob me,
sh!t i spit so foggy u can't c me.

so pack ur bags like common and go,
ur like young buck and ur little flow/
i got this sh!t locked like u did wit a barrel,
i'll swat u like colin farrel.

this that hot ur hair dropped out ur bald,
how's it feel to be lyrically mauld.

[Irish Snyper]

yeah i move like that, drop this like gurrilla plat,
this sh!t has tha effect of a man utd come back,
i'm talkin u aint listenin too busy suckin sack.
this stuff got fact,
only thing u got is another move to jact.
u wouldn't have the balls to rob me,
sh!t i spit so foggy u can't c me.
so pack ur bags like common and go,
ur like young buck and ur little flow/
i got this sh!t locked like u did wit a barrel,
i'll swat u like colin farrel.
this that hot ur hair dropped out ur bald,
how's it feel to be lyrically mauld.

OK, OK, Let Me Lay It Dwn 4 U SOHH B1tches/
Am Gonna Kill All U Wack MCs, Like DipSet Wanna Silence All Snitches/
Am Gonna Win This War & This MC Fight/
Killin U Wif The Cable Off This Mic/
The Hip Hop Police Ain't Got Sh1t On Me/
My Lyrics Be Hot Like A Beat Made By Dr D.R.E./
Mr DipStick, Ur As Good As The Next Chump MC/
I Invade Like I Was An Army/
My Words Be Like Fire, They Be So Alarming/

[Irish Snyper]

to phase Irish Dipstick him, you have to aim down/
its sad cuz this is the same kid that wished he was brown/

The Onli Thing Brown I See Is Me Sh1ttin In2 Ur Mothers Mouth/
Am The King Of SOHH, Like T.I. Be Shoutin He Tha King Of Tha South/
I Be Such A Killer, I Bring Famine & Drought/
After This Battle, U'll Feel Like Mike Tyson, U'll Be 2 Scared 2 Face Me In Anotha Fighting Bout/

[Irish-dipstick]

[QUOTE Crovax] to phase Irish Dipstick him, you have to aim down/
its sad cuz this is the same kid that wished he was brown/[QUOTE]


i'm not eminem. did u not see my last post to u i'm white and proud.
i was shoutin it loud.

irish dipstick my name not lookin for glamour or tha fame,
just tryin to on doin my rap thang keepin it real in tha game/
i have to aim down to u ur a midget,
ur mom like an atm wit tha four didget.

[Irish-dipstick]

OK, OK, Let Me Lay It Dwn 4 U SOHH B1tches/
Am Gonna Kill All U Wack MCs, Like DipSet Wanna Silence All Snitches/
Am Gonna Win This War & This MC Fight/
Killin U Wif The Cable Off This Mic/
The Hip Hop Police Ain't Got Sh1t On Me/
My Lyrics Be Hot Like A Beat Made By Dr D.R.E./
Mr DipStick, Ur As Good As The Next Chump MC/
I Invade Like I Was An Army/
My Words Be Like Fire, They Be So Alarming/

the only thing alarmin is the way u drop that rhyme,
someone call tha hip-hop police he just commit a crime/
thats cool lo its cool,
i aint gonna dis a boy who already actin a fool sync,
i think its time to squash this beef go ahead drop tha mic.
but i aint no snitch thats y someone else made tha call,
wit rhymes this thick ur gettin ready to fall/
get me a scope to take out this synper,
he like a kid on sugar he gettin too hyper,
i'm on top of the world while ur still i ur lyrical dyper.

[Irish-dipstick]

to phase Irish Dipstick him, you have to aim down/
its sad cuz this is the same kid that wished he was brown/

ur rhyme make no sense, why'd u key,
for me to read that sh!t i should be chargin a fee.

this collision is fatal, these lyrics leave u like disable,
unable to move, spit that hard sh!t mold a groove, this gangsta sh!t demands u to be wat u say well thats ok am a gangsta when i want to be kill u wit out thinking twice cut u up roll tha dice now give me my slice.

[Irish Snyper]

the only thing alarmin is the way u drop that rhyme,
someone call tha hip-hop police he just commit a crime/
thats cool lo its cool,
i aint gonna dis a boy who already actin a fool sync,
i think its time to squash this beef go ahead drop tha mic.
but i aint no snitch thats y someone else made tha call,
wit rhymes this thick ur gettin ready to fall/
get me a scope to take out this synper,
he like a kid on sugar he gettin too hyper,
i'm on top of the world while ur still i ur lyrical dipper.

DAMN, U Still Tryin 2 Reply Even Though U Gettin Smacked Harder Than Ur Momma Last Nite/
But Everything Alright, Cause U A Pu$$YCat, Am A Dog, My Bark Is Dangerous Like My Bite/
But If A Hav 2, Am Gonna Ether U/
Am A Killer Like Cancer, U Weak As The Flu/
U A Snitch Like 50, U Both Got Ties 2 Tha NYPD Blue/
U Be Lookin Like An Xtra Out Of The Sopranos/
Ur A B1tch Made MC, People Be Treatin U Like A Dirty Hoe/
Am Sh1ttin All Over U Like U Was A Diaper/
O, Wait A Min, U Speak So Much Sh1te Ur Mouth Must Be A Diaper/
R.I.P. Irish-DipStick, Long Live Irish Snyper!/

[Irish-dipstick]

DAMN, U Still Tryin 2 Reply Even Though U Gettin Smacked Harder Than Ur Momma Last Nite/
But Everything Alright, Cause U A Pu$$YCat, Am A Dog, My Bark Is Dangerous Like My Bite/
But If A Hav 2, Am Gonna Ether U/
Am A Killer Like Cancer, U Weak As The Flu/
U A Snitch Like 50, U Both Got Ties 2 Tha NYPD Blue/
U Be Lookin Like An Xtra Out Of The Sopranos/
Ur A B1tch Made MC, People Be Treatin U Like A Dirty Hoe/
Am Sh1ttin All Over U Like U Was A Diaper/
O, Wait A Min, U Speak So Much Sh1te Ur Mouth Must Be A Diaper/
R.I.P. Irish-DipStick, Long Live Irish Snyper!/

Nypd blue is a show,
i'm statin this sh!t just incase u didn't no/
u aint a killer like cancer, u look more a belly dancer.
this rhyme is fatal kik ur ass get the gun out i think snps 5-0,
and he a tranie cross dressin like a hoe wat u waitin fo/
u aint nas so save the etha,
before u get buried put u underneatha.
ur like ja rule an murder inc,
u were on the titanic like ur mc career its went sink,
but just think before u key,
wat MC would risk it to challenge me/
u must have a screw loose in ur head,
wit that brain pain shot to the head lyin dead i hope u read wat i said.

to seconds while i contimplate the stupidiness of this beef set, i'm sitting rhymin on this why, i'm sitting in first place safe bet. ur a dog we'll thats ok well have to take to get u spaded before go around popluting or ppl's brains wit ur whack sh!t that u spit. or maybe ur that lame they'll have to put u down back off b!tch u aint taking my crown..

[Crovax]

smh@Irish Dipstick battling himself...
























































what!? thats it...loser :laugh:

[Crovax]

Crovax is the best poster in here but you dont hear me though
thats why when you sleep, im outside your window w/ my radio :king:












:spidey:

[Irish Snyper]

Nypd blue is a show,
i'm statin this sh!t just incase u didn't no/
u aint a killer like cancer, u look more a belly dancer.
this rhyme is fatal kik ur ass get the gun out i think snps 5-0,
and he a tranie cross dressin like a hoe wat u waitin fo/
u aint nas so save the etha,
before u get buried put u underneatha.
ur like ja rule an murder inc,
u were on the titanic like ur mc career its went sink,
but just think before u key,
wat MC would risk it to challenge me/
u must have a screw loose in ur head,
wit that brain pain shot to the head lyin dead i hope u read wat i said.

OK, OK SOHH, It's Time 4 The TakeOver/
I Be Controllin The Game Just Like Hova/
This Rhyming Operation Is Covert/
Ama Hav 2 Bury U 6 Feet Deep In The Dirt/
I Don't Even Consider U On My Level, U As Low As A Pervert/
B1tch U Ain't Even Hip Hop, U Dress In Pink Polka Dot Shirts/
The Onli Shots Be U Hear, Is My D1ck Shootin In Ur Momma's Vagina/
We All Know Wat Happened 2 B.I.G. & Pac, Do I Hav 2 Remind Ya?/
Cause Wen Shells Be Droppin, I Be Turnin This MC Batlle In Sum Gang War Sh1t Live From Compton!/
Ur So Stupid Ur Turned Ur Own Rhymes Around On UrSelf & Made It LookLike A Suicide Bomb Live From Baghdad/
Like Cam'Ron Say, U Mad (http://img197.imageshack.us/img197/2182/camronumad5il.gif)/

[G.C.]

You a snipa keep ya distance cuz my shots'll reach ya/
My rhymes stay focused like an auto-shot feature/
Get the picture, I spit so sick ya mom sneeze when she succkk dicckk/
Aka when I bust I spit on ya irish luck bittcchh?

[Irish-dipstick]

OK, OK SOHH, It's Time 4 The TakeOver/
I Be Controllin The Game Just Like Hova/
This Rhyming Operation Is Covert/
Ama Hav 2 Bury U 6 Feet Deep In The Dirt/
I Don't Even Consider U On My Level, U As Low As A Pervert/
B1tch U Ain't Even Hip Hop, U Dress Is Pink Polka Dot Shirts/
The Onli Shots Be U Hear, Is My D1ck Shootin In Ur Momma's Vagina/
We All Know Wat Happened 2 B.I.G. & Pac, Do I Hav 2 Remind Ya?/
Cause Wen Shells Be Droppin, I Be Turnin This MC Batlle In Sum Gang War Sh1t Live From Compton!/
Ur So Stupid Ur Turned Ur Own Rhymes Around On UrSelf & Made It LookLike A Suicide Bomb Live From Baghdad/
Like Cam'Ron Say, U Mad (http://img197.imageshack.us/img197/2182/camronumad5il.gif)/

Rhyme like u a man not a boy,
talkin that mama sh!t,
actin like a pre mature boy toy.
ur as sick as fcuk when it come to this,
like stickin d!ck's up ur ass i'll think i'll pass,
no effect from ur subliminal diss.
This contest is a known brainer,
same a.s.s.w.h.o.l.e that needs to rhyme bout shows,
next time try sein field and craimer.
these lyric's r cool spit like crazy,
wat tha fcuk u lookin at,
these rhymes got ur view hazey.
get this snyper a scope but he still can't see,
throw ur hands up scared of beef,
same pretender tryin to be me.

stop using hova in ur rhymes man.
and the mama sh!t is whack and old.
thats all u rhyme about.

I didn't turn my rhymes aint never changin my style,
simple as that,
be rhymin like eminem in 8 mile.

I aint stupid don't try to make it out that way,
dont listen to this punk,
he talk sh!t from derry to bom bay.


beef over.

[Irish Snyper]

Rhyme like u a man not a boy,
talkin that mama sh!t,
actin like a pre mature boy toy.
ur as sick as fcuk when it come to this,
like stickin d!ck's up ur ass i'll think i'll pass,
no effect from ur subliminal diss.
This contest is a known brainer,
same a.s.s.w.h.o.l.e that needs to rhyme bout shows,
next time try sein field and craimer.
these lyric's r cool spit like crazy,
wat tha fcuk u lookin at,
these rhymes got ur view hazey.
get this snyper a scope but he still can't see,
throw ur hands up scared of beef,
same pretender tryin to be me.

beef over.

U Say Beef Over But This War Ain't Started/
Am Gonna Leave U So Fuked Up U'll Feel Retarded/
I Got Lyrics Tha Will Run Over U Like A Car/
Hip Hop Is A Revolution, But I Ain't Gonna Get Killed Like The Russain Tsar/
:laugh: @ U Thinkin These Wack Lines Got Me Hazey/
Ur Lyrics Don't Even Get On My Radar, B1tch U Don't Faze Me/
U Must Be Crazy Cause U Be Sayin Ur A G?/
Jist Admit It, Ur The Pretender 2 My Throne/
U The Jealous Little B1tch Who Be Throwng Rocks @ Tha Throne/
U Be Actin Like U On Sum Gangsta South Central L.A. Sh1t/
I Be Slappin U Like Ur Momma Be Lovin Her Titty Slaps/
Stop Sayin U Hav A Real Gun, Put Dwn Tha Water Pistol & Stop Talkin Crap/

[kwizard]

Y'all niccas ain't ready for Kwiz
Your soldiers try to run, I confetti the bridge
Goonies!

[Irish-dipstick]

U Say Beef Over But This War Ain't Started/
Am Gonna Leave U So Fuked Up U'll Feel Retarded/
I Got Lyrics Tha Will Run Over U Like A Car/
Hip Hop Is A Revolution, But I Ain't Gonna Get Killed Like The Russain Tsar/
:laugh: @ U Thinkin These Wack Lines Got Me Hazey/
Ur Lyrics Don't Even Get On My Radar, B1tch U Don't Faze Me/
U Must Be Crazy Cause U Be Sayin Ur A G?/
Jist Admit It, Ur The Pretender 2 My Throne/
U The Jealous Little B1tch Who Be Throwng Rocks @ Tha Throne/
U Be Actin Like U On Sum Gangsta South Central L.A. Sh1t/
I Be Slappin U Like Ur Momma Be Lovin Her Titty Slaps/
Stop Sayin U Hav A Real Gun, Put Dwn Tha Water Pistol & Stop Talkin Crap/

Might make me feel retarded but can't for u, u already r retarded,
this is the same b!tch ass snitch,
thats fearin and escalatin this beef that he started,
but thats ok saturday nite hit ur ma's ass wit force,
that b!tch got that many positions,
feels like am on a formula one course.
how u gonna run me wit a car u don't have one,
only battle rappin for fun,
same when battle rappin can't be that hard to purchase a gun/
and ur mistaken this is my throne,
why don't u save me tha hassel and go home,
ur off key and am on tone.
here's a coop from u kill u wit nazi gas,
while am chillin out,
stick my d!ck in ur ma's ass.
when i kik it flow so thick,
no-one can do it like me,
only one problem may take ur sis to now thats sick.

[Irish-dipstick]

Y'all niccas ain't ready for Kwiz
Your soldiers try to run, I confetti the bridge
Goonies!

I aint wat u think don't call me that,
looking at me u better be stacked,
seein ur flow got a fast pucher flat/
am doin over 80 in a 40 mph zone,
while ur wastin ur time rappin on this site,
i got ur b!tch on slut dial over tha phone.

[Irish Snyper]

OK, Bak 2 Tha 2 Line Cypher! This Is Practice!

All These SOHH Cats Be Dwn Wif The Roaches & The Rats/
I Be Doin It DoggyStyle Wif All Ur Momma's They All Be Pullin The Trigger On My Sexual Gat/

[Irish-dipstick]

ok am wit synper bak to this two line cypher.

alot of u b!tches on sohh been actin bold,
but wit me synper on tha scene bout to make u'll fold.

[Irish Snyper]

You a snipa keep ya distance cuz my shots'll reach ya/
My rhymes stay focused like an auto-shot feature/
Get the picture, I spit so sick ya mom sneeze when she succkk dicckk/
Aka when I bust I spit on ya irish luck bittcchh?

OK, OK, Am Gonna Chop & Screw U Like Am On So Dirty South Sh1t/
I Spit Danger Which Makes U Feel U Wanna Cut Ur Wrists/
U A B1tch Made MC Who Carrys A Water Pistol But Says U Packin Chrome/
U Try & Dress Gangsta But U End-Up Lookin Like A Garden Gnome/

[Crovax]

put 22's on my whip, .44 cal on my hip
cuz when u ball nuccas wanna trip












:spidey:

[Irish Snyper]

put 22's on my whip, .44 cal on my hip
cuz when u ball nuccas wanna trip

My Dik On Her Lips, My Fingers In Ur Momma's Clit/
It SumThing Outta Of Porn, Nxt Up Is For Her 2 Open Her Mouth & For Me 2 Take A Sh1t/

[Cali_Bud]

You *****'s is lame dog i'll put two in ya face/rewind the situation back a lil bit and the 22 was in ya face/put *****s to shame i'm the definition of rap/look in the dictionary and you gone see my face under that/

[Irish Snyper]

You *****'s is lame dog i'll put two in ya face/rewind the situation back a lil bit and the 22 was in ya face/put *****s to shame i'm the definition of rap/look in the dictionary and you gone see my face under that/

These Lyrics Smoke U Like Snoop Burn A Blunt/
Like Pharrell Say Y U Frontin?/
U Ain't Packin Heat So Stop Actin Like Joe Buddens/
Am Here 2 Earn Cash Not 2 Get Lovin, Am Str8 Out Thuggin'/

[Crovax]

what it do? i lace this thread w/ heat daily like a tennis shoe
haters cant stand this but i brush yall off like dandruff












:spidey:

[G.C.]

I see the Irish's missed me like clarkson since I been gone/
Now I'm back rollin over clovers like I'm mowin the lawn/
And as for crovax I own ya moms but you already know that/
But for 5 dollas I'd be willing to pimp that hoe back/

Fukk the irish, no punchlines, physical or lyrical/
give you a fist full, get spiritual, you need a miracle/
My skills'll leave you fearful, like you catchin detention/
I aint ya moms or pops you don't want this attention/
Not to mention ,why yall hatin, collabin but no action/
Tryin to bring drama, actin, but this aint Passion/
I'm laughin at these lepracauns, get mad then get at me/
Cuz for now the only Ireland I'm feelin is Kathy/

[Irish-dipstick]

I see the Irish's missed me like clarkson since I been gone/
Now I'm back rollin over clovers like I'm mowin the lawn/
And as for crovax I own ya moms but you already know that/
But for 5 dollas I'd be willing to pimp that hoe back/

Fukk the irish, no punchlines, physical or lyrical/
give you a fist full, get spiritual, you need a miracle/
My skills'll leave you fearful, like you catchin detention/
I aint ya moms or pops you don't want this attention/
Not to mention ,why yall hatin, collabin but no action/
Tryin to bring drama, actin, but this aint Passion/
I'm laughin at these lepracauns, get mad then get at me/
Cuz for now the only Ireland I'm feelin is Kathy/

I don't no why am gonna rap on this u clearly have no talent ur whack,
u b!tch for other guys to fcuk,
for 5 dollars pimp u out like a hoe and let other men slap u wit the sack/
wat u rhymin bout when u speak on lepracauns do u like fiction,
ur that dumb u can't see,
that the word lepracaun aint in my diction/
u've got it wrong how can we fear a fool,
this the same d!ck head reads my sh!t and just wants to drool/
and u speack bout punchlines but u aint go nun,
i aint gonna speak to a guy who batllin for fun/
next time u dis on irish or ireland speack who u mean,
my lyrics to gud for u,
the product leaf to destroy u has yet to be seen.

b!tcha.

[Irish Snyper]

I see the Irish's missed me like clarkson since I been gone/
Now I'm back rollin over clovers like I'm mowin the lawn/
And as for crovax I own ya moms but you already know that/
But for 5 dollas I'd be willing to pimp that hoe back/

Fukk the irish, no punchlines, physical or lyrical/
give you a fist full, get spiritual, you need a miracle/
My skills'll leave you fearful, like you catchin detention/
I aint ya moms or pops you don't want this attention/
Not to mention ,why yall hatin, collabin but no action/
Tryin to bring drama, actin, but this aint Passion/
I'm laughin at these lepracauns, get mad then get at me/
Cuz for now the only Ireland I'm feelin is Kathy/

Be Quiet For A Minute & Stop Being A Fake Jay-Z/
Am Hot Like Curry, Ur Watered Dwn Gravy/
U Tha Teachers Pet, Am A Rebel Thats Why I Miss-Be-Have/
I Be Rollin In A Benz Wif Tha Playas/
U Be On The SideWalk Angry Cause I Made It, B1tch Ass Haters/
After This U Be Wantin 2 Make A Dear Summer Like Jay/
But Am Gonna Finish U Off Sount Central L.A. Style Wif My AK/
Ur Lyrics Flop Like Bleek/
B1tch U From The Burbs, U Ain't Even From The Streets/
U Be Gettin Played Like A Fukin Hoe/
All I Got Say Is Case Closed/

[Irish Snyper]

what it do? i lace this thread w/ heat daily like a tennis shoe
haters cant stand this but i brush yall off like dandruff

U Ain't Brush Sh1t Except Ur Momma's Sexual Cat/
U Low As An Animal, U LookLike A Rat/

[Irish-dipstick]

[QUOTE=G.C.]I see the Irish's missed me like clarkson since I been gone/
Now I'm back rollin over clovers like I'm mowin the lawn/
And as for crovax I own ya moms but you already know that/
But for 5 dollas I'd be willing to pimp that hoe back/

Fukk the irish, no punchlines, physical or lyrical/
give you a fist full, get spiritual, you need a miracle/
My skills'll leave you fearful, like you catchin detention/
I aint ya moms or pops you don't want this attention/
Not to mention ,why yall hatin, collabin but no action/
Tryin to bring drama, actin, but this aint Passion/
I'm laughin at these lepracauns, get mad then get at me/
Cuz for now the only Ireland I'm feelin is Kathy/[/QUOUT]

I gotta say this g sh!t u tryin aint fittin,
am a lyrically pitbull u a little ***** kitten/
wat u want from me am man who takin out tha boy,
dont no how many times have to say this but represent tha hood,
real soldier b!tch not toy/
happens to be that i'll take u off on a battle rap,
u spittin it wrong,
ur that lame i have to say ur crap/
i'll slap u g.c like i did ur mama last nite make u flop,
u 50 u must be a ****** or maybe a cop dont matter get ready to drop.

[Irish-dipstick]

what it do? i lace this thread w/ heat daily like a tennis shoe
haters cant stand this but i brush yall off like dandruff

U have danduff bit much man came here to rap not to here ur problems,
u too busy suckin dicks and cross dressin like sohh many feminem's.

[Irish-dipstick]

You *****'s is lame dog i'll put two in ya face/rewind the situation back a lil bit and the 22 was in ya face/put *****s to shame i'm the definition of rap/look in the dictionary and you gone see my face under that/

Man ur sh!t that lame,
even a 2 line diss put ur sh!t to shame/
a mean u call ur self cali bud,
after am dun u'll be known as cali sud/
and 22 was in ya face u make no sense wit ur rhyme,
u fcukin ****** b!tcha,
u should just take a seat and shut that fcuk up and act like a mime.

[G.C.]

Dip stick, eat ****, you aint straight, quit pretendin bitcch/
Homoo cats rock rainbows, guess who's at the end of it/
Offend this ***** just like domestics/
Check it I'm ya father figure I guess you feel neglected/
Get corrected I'm sonnin my son/
Ya rhymes stink as bad as a skunk in the sun/
Ya done cuz I can shoot and blast lyrically
Tell you how it really be/
Could give a fuk about you cuz ya mom still feelin me/
I'd qoute ya rhymes but that shiits unqoutable/
My styles origami the way I be foldin you/
I'm noticin you and snypa like ta/
Compare me to jay z well at least HE'S a good writer/
As for your fisher price rhymes I don't mind/
Cuz everyone gotta battle a great one sometime/

[Irish-dipstick]

Dip stick, eat ****, you aint straight, quit pretendin bitcch/
Homoo cats rock rainbows, guess who's at the end of it/
Offend this ***** just like domestics/
Check it I'm ya father figure I guess you feel neglected/
Get corrected I'm sonnin my son/
Ya rhymes stink as bad as a skunk in the sun/
Ya done cuz I can shoot and blast lyrically
Tell you how it really be/
Could give a fuk about you cuz ya mom still feelin me/
I'd qoute ya rhymes but that shiits unqoutable/
My styles origami the way I be foldin you/
I'm noticin you and snypa like ta/
Compare me to jay z well at least HE'S a good writer/
As for your fisher price rhymes I don't mind/
Cuz everyone gotta battle a great one sometime/

Still tryin to keep me down sayin pretendin, this my throne still king,
u just acting like a little b!tch per usual,
like when i slap ur moms ass wit force and u came out wit tha gay thing/
u call ur self a father figure who wants a figure wit no d!ck,
i drop this rite unlike u jay-z wannabe's but this aint tha takeover dont wry,
this sh!t so cold these lyrics and rhyme sure to make u sick,
u must be stupid takin on me ur head so thick/
ur as talented as ur mom in bed so lame,
i know exactly y u take on me,
i'm ur only claim to this mutherfukin fame/
u shootin and blastin lyrics no thanks,
but as usual all i see is u shootin blanks/
ur rite for a change u have to take on a great one sumtime ur readin at one,
be ashamed to even talk to u now,
ur a real rebel claim it anyway ur as radical as a nun/
look at this guy tryin to take this throne,
but still sittin their who is he still not known/
so y do i want this to continue and not destroy him yet,
just waiting my time to viper him,
put him down like a dog at the vet.
dipstick/dipset.

[Irish Snyper]

Dip stick, eat ****, you aint straight, quit pretendin bitcch/
Homoo cats rock rainbows, guess who's at the end of it/
Offend this ***** just like domestics/
Check it I'm ya father figure I guess you feel neglected/
Get corrected I'm sonnin my son/
Ya rhymes stink as bad as a skunk in the sun/
Ya done cuz I can shoot and blast lyrically
Tell you how it really be/
Could give a fuk about you cuz ya mom still feelin me/
I'd qoute ya rhymes but that shiits unqoutable/
My styles origami the way I be foldin you/
I'm noticin you and snypa like ta/
Compare me to jay z well at least HE'S a good writer/
As for your fisher price rhymes I don't mind/
Cuz everyone gotta battle a great one sometime/

Fuk Fisher Price, Ur Style Is Childish Like Toys R Us/
U Tha Type Of B1tch Who Gets Rejected From A Club & Starts 2 Make A Fuss/
:laugh: @ U Callin Me & I-D B1tches/
We A MoveMent Like Tha DipSet So Death 2 U & All Snitches/
Am Tha CEO & I-D Is Tha Future Like Santana/
Makin U So Ashamed I Be Makin U Take Tha L Sign Bak From Canada/
From Tha US Of A & Bak Again We Be Runnin This Sh1t/
All Tha Guns Loaded, Readi 2 Shoot This G.C. B1tch/

[G.C.]

Fukk this recital, I get wild and its vital/
think what I might do, when I switch style to ya Idol/
**** santana, you could never be like him/
snypa can't snipe em, closet thing to dip set you get is when you type em/
and I'm writin the truth, hot and I'm lightin the booth/
you think you bird gang, but you fight like a goose/
squel like a pigeon, cant fly run and hide just like a chicken/
Call me KFC, guess who the next victim/
I flame you go crisp and ya brain can go missin/
I know yall ho's at the end of the rainbow kissin/
no need to be pissd man, I do me you do dudes/
do you, mayb its a faze, you just confused/
but ya momma tellin you lies, both yall 2 homoo azz guys/
your ryhmes so g@y you got sponsered by KnY/
f@ggots

[Irish Snyper]

Fukk this recital, I get wild and its vital/
think what I might do, when I switch style to ya Idol/
**** santana, you could never be like him/
snypa can't snipe em, closet thing to dip set you get is when you type em/
and I'm writin the truth, hot and I'm lightin the booth/
you think you bird gang, but you fight like a goose/
squel like a pigeon, cant fly run and hide just like a chicken/
Call me KFC, guess who the next victim/
I flame you go crisp and ya brain can go missin/
I know yall ho's at the end of the rainbow kissin/
no need to be pissd man, I do me you do dudes/
do you, mayb its a faze, you just confused/
but ya momma tellin you lies, both yall 2 homoo azz guys/
your ryhmes so g@y you got sponsered by KnY/
f@ggots

:laugh: @ This Homo Gettin A Bit Emotional!

This Rhyme Killin U Like Cancer/
Lay Dwn Ur Pink Mic Cause U Ain't Got No Answer/
Each Of These Lines Cuttin U Up Like I Was A Butcher/
Like Cancer There Is No Cure/
Do U Realli Want Me 2 Slap U Stupid Like Ur Daddy Used 2?/
My Dik So Big It Be Leavin Ur Ma's Vanny Black & Blue/
I Fuk Wif NY But Not Wif PD Blue/
I Be Playin U Like A Game/
These Lyrics Be Puttin Ur Wack Ass Career 2 Shame/
G.C., The Fake Jay-Z/
Am On Nas Level, Ur 2nd Rate, U AZ/
B1tch U Must Be Crazy Fukin Wif A Pro/
I Will Always Remain A Hero/
U Dwn In The Dumps Cause U A Zero/
Bak & Forth I Be Slappin U Stupid/
This Ain't A Change Of Heart Wif Ur Daddy & I Ain't No Cupid/
Ur Momma Even Admitted U Was A Mistake/
She Be Lovin My Dik Like Fat Kids Love Cake/
Ur Momma Is A Elevator, Cause So Many Peeps Been Up & Down On Her/
Like I Said Before, These Lyrics Be A Killer Like Cancer, There Ain't No Cure/

[Irish-dipstick]

Fukk this recital, I get wild and its vital/
think what I might do, when I switch style to ya Idol/
**** santana, you could never be like him/
snypa can't snipe em, closet thing to dip set you get is when you type em/
and I'm writin the truth, hot and I'm lightin the booth/
you think you bird gang, but you fight like a goose/
squel like a pigeon, cant fly run and hide just like a chicken/
Call me KFC, guess who the next victim/
I flame you go crisp and ya brain can go missin/
I know yall ho's at the end of the rainbow kissin/
no need to be pissd man, I do me you do dudes/
do you, mayb its a faze, you just confused/
but ya momma tellin you lies, both yall 2 homoo azz guys/
your ryhmes so g@y you got sponsered by KnY/
f@ggots

I'm gonna kik it like this i have respect for most rappers,
but ones like g.c that talk sh!t,
u've got a new name i call ya'll ass flappers/
like tha game got sumthin wrapped round tha cloc it a bandana,
am cool like that down like that,
synper is rite not tryin to copy but got flow like santana/
u talk on homo's like u r one u must be a f@ggot
Squash this beef like we do mellie mel,
And we squash u like we do a maggot/
This sh!t simple couldn’t be any-more,
U like simple b!tch,
We like NWA keeping it real hard-core/
U getting too emotional hope u got more this aint over yet,
U actin like a little girl,
Overreactin and getin too fcuking upset/
If ur the closet to jay-z we won’t have another only u talkin sh!tein,
While am here jay need new stuff he dumped u and got me ghost writein/
I suppose u got sum kind of flow,
Just like ur mama u suck,
Only diffrence that b!tch make me blow and u just another ****ty foe.

[G.C.]

Your raps cheesy like cheeto's I beat foes/
Yall the type that go online tryin to meet ho's/
got no amigo's I pimp yall like street ho's/
Spit about each other tryin to boost your egos/
I'd say I see ghosts but what yall writing is garbage/
But for 5 a bar you can bite and say you spit that hard SHlT/
You made ya self a target, but I'm a hit the hardest/
hit you wit the taurus till you an after market part b!tch/

[Irish-dipstick]

Your raps cheesy like cheeto's I beat foes/
Yall the type that go online tryin to meet ho's/
got no amigo's I pimp yall like street ho's/
Spit about each other tryin to boost your egos/
I'd say I see ghosts but what yall writing is garbage/
But for 5 a bar you can bite and say you spit that hard SHlT/
You made ya self a target, but I'm a hit the hardest/
hit you wit the taurus till you an after market part b!tch/

Look boy u got a big ego stop tha urgin,
Aint my fault ur b!tch aint putting out,
To young still a virgin/
We’ll atleast u rhyme like one,
Don’t mess wit tha greatest,
Get ur ass kiked son/
U have tha cheek to me cheese,
Aint tha one lookin for cyber sex,
Just because girls called me sleazy/
This the same guy that gonna change his style and be a pop idol,
Fcukin b!tch ass f@ggot ,
I aint changing still reading this hip-hop bible/
When u rapping on me don’t be callin me garbage man,
Just jealous cause ur mama my number one fan/
Ur rhymes r a disgrace flat like a window pane,
Someone give him a sync test,
For takin on me this guy must be insane/
g.c b!tch no more,
How dear u little b!tch,
Don’t insult rap u aint hardcore.

Jay-z wannabe ******

[Irish Snyper]

Your raps cheesy like cheeto's I beat foes/
Yall the type that go online tryin to meet ho's/
got no amigo's I pimp yall like street ho's/
Spit about each other tryin to boost your egos/
I'd say I see ghosts but what yall writing is garbage/
But for 5 a bar you can bite and say you spit that hard SHlT/
You made ya self a target, but I'm a hit the hardest/
hit you wit the taurus till you an after market part b!tch/

Every Bar I Spit Triples My Market Value/
U Put The G In Gay & The C In Y.M.C.A/
Hip Hop Is My Pay Day/
Am Droppin' A Bigger Bomb On U Than Hiroshima/
I Be Spittin' Real Game Like Bumpy Knuckles With John Cena/
I Be Creating A Dynasty Like Damon Dash & Jay-Z/
No Emotional Faggots Included So Tha Excludes U G.C./
Ur Rhymes Stink Worse Than A Dead Person/
Ur The Type Of Emotional ****** Who Gets Upset At Other MC's Cursing/
Am Treating This Battle As Practice/
Cause In A Real MC Battle U Won't Be Able 2 **** It/

[theman080]

Look it, its two bars you must've mistook it
Sniper over did it and still missin like his crosshairs are crooked

080 AKA MR. INFINITE ABILITY
*SHINES*ETERNALLY*

[G.C.]

Aite back to the 2 bars this aint a battle....

face it, you high school kids work at McDonalds, don't get paid sh!t/
Fantasize bout screwin beyonce by bein on jay z's ****/

[Irish-dipstick]

Look it, its two bars you must've mistook it
Sniper over did it and still missin like his crosshairs are crooked

080 AKA MR. INFINITE ABILITY
*SHINES*ETERNALLY*

Look tha man really a boy u gettin crabbit,
my man synper take u out like a bad habbit.

am out.

Am in tha red hot zone,
can't be stopped,
still king sittin on my throne,
dropped so hot.

[Irish-dipstick]

yo coates that a gud avator.

[Irish-dipstick]

Aite back to the 2 bars this aint a battle....

face it, you high school kids work at McDonalds, don't get paid sh!t/
Fantasize bout screwin beyonce by bein on jay z's ****/

Look am gonna get at this

G.C u just livin off other ppl's fame
u tryed it on me stop sterin,
lookin so much took a pic but it in a frame/
u ****** aint much more i can say,
always prov my point,
mutherfuker stop rappin hiding behind jay.

ok i'll keep it simple 2 lines rite.

Tonites tha nite wiped for enemies watch don't slip,
take u out G.C but not to dinner load tha clip.