[TaO]

Wtup Nosy prepare for devistation

You say raians got no game look at the frame look at you see no pen or pad
It's just sad to see an emcee be so undetermined No victory in sight
Spittin up fairy's as far as I can see the only fairy here is you
Slowly bustin your vibes like your penetrating ass whats up limp dick
Emergency Nosy just spat his last rhymn give ya sometime to recooperate
Cause im about to decimate your whack rhymn and spit it back atcha
Despite what you think your eagerness for failure is about to come true
Ima bout to lock you up and throw away the key
No need to heed this you must proceed its your nature to spit so sorely
Its your nature to be so homely Its just to bad your an inbred bitch
With 4 fucking nuts and a half inch dick
Isnt it cozy nosy with ur hand on your little rocket rubbin up and down doin your best to cock it
No chance No way in hell you about to diss my crew
TaO and Raian staying strong in da iLL ILLest Legitimate Linguistics
You can't trick this you got no skill no game to speak of
Its like your moses lost for 40 years with your spit and spatter just causin clatter
As for doin it up the butt the only ass you get is from ya dog pinky
And ya dick and breathe be comin out rank
The diss has just begun cause im about to blow you outta the water like pearl Har-bor
Your sorry ass diss was more like trying to play ass grabs for cabs uptown
So disdainful so illiterate so Illigitimate wish you knew your father but its to bad
Just Take a look around and see your mom then look at my face and u'll see whats wrong
You look just like me in everyway and attribute you cant dispute it
No need to disprove it cause im ya father i slammed ya moms cunt like nails in a coffin
So when ya hear ya mom walk and ya hear a clap just think of me slamming her clit-oris
Let bygons be bygons if you so need to proceed i'll hit ya back twice as hard
Mother fuckin bitch



Peace
All in good fun

[Bboy Nosy]

now its tao trying to quote bible verses, after i get done i'm gonna send ya to the doctors and the nurses who be tellin you, you have 2 ticks to live, and to your lyrics i give not even a second look-one look and i'm done-like you when im roastin on you cuz my style be toastin ya like pop tart, cuz your styles just like a wal mart-tao ackin like a real emcee, but what the hell he know abot these o.g.s that be smackin him up, tackin him up, up on to the wall of shame because he has no game his ass i will maim.
4 balls and a one inch dick, please your rhymes make me sick. you get those ideas from your mom's mouth, cuz its just like a snickers, its always full of nuts-i pulled it out, and the bitch's mouth shut. but not for long cuz the next one came thru, your pops is ashamed and cant even look at you or glance at you, stomp you put you out with the soles of my shoe, my every lyric is new- i need no paper or pens, battle you hoes and then put your ass in the trunk like a punk cuz thats all you are, just another chump, your style i can thump cuz its weak like a stick and its small like your dick- i dissassemble you piece by piece, brick by brick. Matter a fact, Your style is whack like vanilla ice, tell your mom to rid them damn pubic hair lice
much love
nosy

[TaO]

Yo 2 ticks to live what are you spittin about Im still here about to devistate you
Just about to cremate you put ya ashes in ya moms asshole cause thats where you be long
You cant even spit shit the hurts me verbally Its like ya spit and all i feel is wind
No rain No Hellfire and No Brimstone what kind of Sophistication does it take to spit Preschool rhymns
I was spitting shit like that when i was 3years old nothing to bold to get me out there
This battle just isnt even fair I've owned you since the begining Ive owned you since Adam and Eve
Your my bitch when you learn to spit with a verbal assault use your logical mind and learn not to fight against me
For there is no way you can win Not even god can beat me when i spit like this
When My words hit you its like a hurricane I blow your mind away your rhymns just get swept from you
Hitting you with a bit of this and a bit of that it is no task whoopin your ass
Never gonna have a challenger to oppose me
Your rhymns are so spiratic its like ya jack off while ya spit you be gaspin for breathe
Every spit from the chest you throw at me I just hit you back to combat thee
Never gonna sleep one past me you can hit me with all you've got or all you don't
You know your rhymns be so whack and hysterical that even deaf dumb and blind pat you on the back for comfort
Your hearts been broken Your spirit caged your just about to become the key of Ben Franklin Electrified with the might of the skies
Just Straight realize you cant survive!

Peace
Nothing but love

Say you rapped when you were 3? I fucking rapped as a feotus /
Cleverly concuting my thesis to expose your verses as feces /
You're words are like a hurricane? That's right, they fuckin-blow /
I do jerk when I spit, right in your face, I got you suckin-"snow" /
Now you're homeboy want's a go, this could lead to some frustration /
This bitch is on his knees, in some disciple-like prostration /
My flow is drowning you, forever raising the miniscus /
Filling your lungs with shit causing you too choke this shit's too viscous /
Adam and Eve? That must make my ass the serpent /
I've used my logical mind to decide your rhymes are worthless /
Who is this fuckin clown? He belongs in a cirus /
A ho with no flow another man without a purpose...

[TaO]

Your quite talented for being a down syndromed child/
Flowing like you got somethin to spit just quit/
You need not exceed your shit as rhymns/
You be spittin you vibes out cause u been snow ballin/
Ass blasting your boyfriend and Feltchin the cum up/
How sick can you be you must be disturbed/
Ima clown how bout you join the 3rings for your small circus penis/
Lookin around like people have seen this/
Please walkin around with a thumble down/
Rediculous its absurd just wish ya lovin/
From ya moma's curded tits/
Milk does the body good just like a son should/

Peace
Nice flow bro I enjoyed it

[Bboy Nosy]

talkin bout snow ballin? what the hell you are you callin?! if you want snow then i'll bring the storm, laughin to myself because ya rhymes are worn, and your ass is torn from my little brother, who can top your style, which is like a pile-of shit cuz its like a nursery rhyme-sounds like jack be nimble and you was quick, to go ahead and jump right on little jack's dick; i pimp the hoes, jack ya nose, with ma flows, cant do nothin for ya thats the way it goes. Let the record spin cuz its about to begin, puttin tao in the casket, bodies droppin like dimes with these mad rhymes, and these are the times. and my style's bright like a halo, tao better lay low, bringin style straight out tha ghetto for all the hoes like tao, whose finished now.
nosy

[Raian]

look at this b-boy, oop's fuckin b-toy,
you's a butt-slut fuck your mum to get a nut,
can't write on pages you get paper cut,
fat ass mutha fucker your outta lucker,
dumb shit, fuck this i'm wastin my time,
this fags rhymes couldn't turn on a dime,
ya'll lyrics considered a crime, bitch ass swine,
nosy notorious nigga endeed the same with my finger on the trigger,
fuckin lyrical bazooka to tha head on the front pages spread,
torn apart thrashed slashed bashed and mashed,
nothin can stop me killin this hoe,
the minute he was born his mumma said 'no!',
my childs a freak a wack emcee, a geek,
best sit still, one false move an my lyrics can kill,
your skills be nill, just somthing to do while wait to refill,
'cos right now your dicks empty, soon you can drink plenty,
or eat the cum out your bum before it glues together like gum.

[puertolumbian]

u know wut u should do? glue yo mouth shut/
u spit more crap den the crap dat come outta ur but/
u tickin more people den a tick tock clock/
u scurred to step to me cuz i blurred u on my block/
now u nuthin but a splatter/
chop yuh head wit my lyrical sword and serve yo head on a platter for all uthas to see/
new message received: niggas dont mess wit me/
newskool kid wit oldskool style of run dmc...

4 jam master jay :P
yall know u cant reply right off of me if u replied b4 me right?
aight. peace
oh yeah raian. we finna have a rematch son. i juss dunno when.

[To puertolumbian]

Yo, puerto got a load of my shit, ho
puert's raps r all whacked like da fuck outta his crap
lackin in sophistication, the needs for some re-calibration
ya diss mai bros like u were fucked up da hoe
This shit, ya spitting at me, tryin to get me anally
yo lines, all contaminents to my beats, has 4 elements
Earth, Wind, Fire and Water, all counteract to each other
Deliberate cries for help, I can't hear you yelp
ya subphonical phrases, ya tripping over ya laces
tie them up lanky bitch, 'cause you will never which
who, when, how or what fucked ya up
till da days. You're now bankrupt
Dis-embue ur renewal for a bucket of shit
know yur role, shut ya hole, and this will be it.

Peace Puerto
Vs

[Raian]

look at this pussy mo' fo',
'tryin to get me anally' you beg for that shit insanaly,
fuck your messin with the wrong guy, suck your own dick till the shit runs dry,
i pack more heat than than this pig has teats,
have you gone crazy, your rhymes cant phase me,
don't bother dissin back unless you find a way not to sound wack,
i'm on the attack you lack errything i stack,
can't handle these odds, blast you away like i was launchin space pods.

Ur attacks can't do jack, need backup
What u lack, makes u get dacked, go get fucked up
Ya verbs has no actions, ya going thru elimination
This little text kingdom of urs, aint no opposing force
ur attempts at me, I fight back instantly at no extra cost
hears my words of destruction, 'cause ya city to revolt
running from da shrapnel, feeling my impulse
ya tryin too hard to keep up with ya rhymes
I'm rappin too fast, cant freestyle in time
tryin ta quote me? Man, go get some originality
just shut ya da hell up, u know ya whole life's full of shit
if ya shut ya mouth more often, people wouldnt stick dair cock in it

Peace Raian
Vs

[TaO]

Yo your style is rediculous its strictly metaphysical
Pure Instrumental on ya word play
There is no way you can spit ya words come out angled
Just like ya eyes your views be slanted
If this is viet style your nation best be hit with radiation
cause ya so called bombs ya be droppin aint shit
The only thing ya spittin is Halitosis on ya verbalosis
Sayin my boy raian aint shit but your skillz be quick
Spittin fast dont mean lyrical flow
Just means u rhymn like a joe shmoe aka Homo
As for the cock you be suckin
Only thing smart comin out ya mouth is Eisteins dick
So just shut ya trap before I actually begin to rap
You just got burned no need for a cum back
Ya still be wipin the first one off ya chin
Pssh your lines are so corny they make me grin
Put ya in ya coffin chained you down now ima make ya drowned

Peace

[Raian]

talk about wordplay, check this shit rap be my fortay,
stupify strenuos strain striaght into your face,
only wit yo' mumma could you get to 1st base,
like an ak my lyrics spray over ya face,
cut the chains off your coffin when i'm done ya'll left wit noffin,
ya'll wanna be racist bitch lets face-this,
i'ma make sure ya'll taste-this diss like you drink yo piss,
fuck you and fuck viet too, ya'll both is just new,
throw that shit in for good measure, don't thank me it was my pleasure,
your in amongst the big boy's it show's when ya'll act like toy's,
aight i'm out, i've spat enough now prepare fo' the drought,
'cos when you spit next it ain't gone be shit,
who's up next with their best hit...

peace bro, ya'll were the last one to post so i had to diss you.

[TaO]

Yo the only thing that Strenous is your rhymns
Look at ya flow it hits so slow
Like a Catapillars Metamorphisis you had ya times
Tick tock the clock is up ya 15minutes is done
Your punches are like an ez back oven what pops out nuttin
Not that you had hits to begin with ya straight dissin is bluntin
Smokin ya like a joint hot weed ya need to hit this
Maybe ya rhymns will come out the closet or maybe just u
cause what you spittin is straight out flamin
Cant touch ya lyrics with a lyrical pole
Just come out and say it cause sperm is all ya been lickin
Stickin to ya so called fortay but ya just be bitchin
How ya rhymns is iLL but ya just Kill ya on slurs
Ya cant punch me in the ring when im standin still
A swing and a Miss 3 strikes ya out pssh how the fuck you feel
You look tired prespired need I stop I think not for its just begun
I hit you with lyrical flurries Like sugar ray leonard
You rhymns are geeky like Leonard Nimoy Mr.Spock
But I spit shit just like Tu Pac
So fuck off and fuck you cause you just lost
The war is done like back in World War 2
I just beat you like it was 1942

[puertolumbian]

naw man. its the year '03/
u a nubee here so i gotta say 'look out 4 me'/
i kill yuh wit one line like nightmare on elm street/
got my lyrics to back me up, dont need no magnum heat/
illegall verbs illegally street/
but still regal and dramatic like im sum kinda movie actor/
you gotta watch out cuz ima get yuh more scurred den 'fear factor'/