[SpellBound]

I kinda feel bad slaughterin this little weak ass bitch
Whose got dashes in his verse that don't signify shit
This is the DTP thread, prepare for your execution
I'm dissin a guy who can't even spell revolution
This boys fake he's preachin to a deaf choir
Couldn't drop a hot verse if his pad* was on fire
Hawkin snot on watches still couldn't spit on time
Earth to rev your last line didn't even rhyme
Cuz you must be trippin if you think you got knock out hits
Thinkin your all big and bad cuz your a drop out bitch?
I'm kinda of shocked, Don't even know what your verse-is**
Would be a little bit amazed if you could get any worse kid

* Notebook
** His 3rd line

[OnceUponABboy]

this cat spellbound is waking me, the bloodhound/
tear up his mind till he can't spellBOUND/
i think i already got him to quit life and tell the truth/
look at his avatar, screaming "i fuck buttholes of the youth!"/
your insane, no brain, and i've come to bring some deep pain/
droppin acid rain till you flame, gouging your eyes with a razor on a chain/
so don't blame, i'm schooling you so get to class/
your no obliterator cause i obliterated your ass/

[GrandMoren]

great now we got another Internet G-toy.
But he dont know, I met his best "friend" leroy,
n he told me the story of ya gay name,
the truth about him, "Once Up On A Bboy"
Now whos the mr. jackson, usin butt fuckin action,
in an alley tryin to escape paparazzi cameras flashin
He's old school got a razor on a chain, how lame,
that aint old school kid, thats no cash due to no game.

[Anghellic]

God Damn It's Grand Moren, With Post spits is boring,
N have ya head flyin, like wings is attatched n soaring,
stupid nigga, stop acting like you in reach,
to just clutch you a knife,
I'd rather just take aim at ya life,
N snatch ya breath, so oxygen heh you aint gettin it right,
Fuck the hype, i'll diss everyone on the menu,
provide a venue, murdering these bitches,
Deplete em like dollars when I spend, you
need to listen, cop a casket and jump in,
cause tonight I snuck the pump in,
the type loaded with buck, you get slumped in,

Shiet once upon a boy can get served up to,
must be a bitch,
cause he's Once upon a boym who woulda thought,
Who knew,
Or maybe he was once upon a boy,
Trying to get his mike jackson on,
leather glove, strap it on,
Children testicals so he could get it on,
Im tired of these weak ass rappers with no flow,
all punchlines with no purpose,
backpackin muh fuckers,
Im hip hop beneath the surface

I bind spells in the stretch, with the flames ever ready,
the faggot is ever ready with a cock served n ready,
pussy as maggot, I'll diss the previous gays,
hit straight in the face, or let get catch a richochet,
when my ruger sprays,
Cut the gun talk, let me gun butt ya front tooth,
Kick a Dynamite field goal,
Reaatch ya brain, to ya front tooth

I wanna dis Revolu(Shaun) but how,
he aint even spellin shit right,
but I just might, Strike,
and unload a k bar into him tonight,
thats 12 inches, from ya ear to ya syphllis,
It;s that ABG muder tactics
(A)ny (B)ody is gun (G)et this,
Flip the whole track Ridiculous
bitch im the sickness,
when i lace to many bars on the page,
not even Bboy. org can fit this

Angelichoax still posting right here,
cause he's wack on a cypher,
that and he's wack on a beat,
so back to postin in shit noone reads,
what grief, he's jsut got beliefs,
he can be a rapper he'll make it,
he's trying to blind you pussys,
so you can't see that he's fakin,
he stole all his gay lyrics from clay aiken,
that's why i'll leave him 2nd place,
atop of a boulder with all of skulls breakin,
leave ya back achin, im straight making,
the game, easy cause it's all for the taking


and now atrain s back, with a 4 minute freestyle,
4 minutes will be a whole while he recites and memorizes
his wack style, fuck the beef im unique,
yeah nigga, thats my sperm on ya sheets,
is from the drip from ya girls mouth,
when you was at work, she was grinnin my meat,
fuck im so dirty, damn im so lethal,
I give razors to emo kids,
ha! cause im just that evil,

so keep reading the rhyme i was just joking n shit,
everyone i just dissed, they all knowin im joking n shit
cause atrain is mad nice, but i dont know these other cats,
but i bet they got skills, but maybe not these other cats,
Grand moren on the new track, blazing hearing the high hat,
im just bored at work, so i figured i'd diss the whole track,
just like that, typin endless aways,
countless minutes and day,
I spit till my brains hazed and fucked
in so many ways,
I can rap about anything from G to Political,
Rhymes Habit/ habituals im killin presadents
almost like im literal,
From money to chains, from the range to the game,
n even dump hate on these hood rat's still giving me brain,
yea nigga,! im right on top of my game,
So fuck the drama, welcome me back to High hate,
they say im the weakest on the site,
but still rated number 1 on fucking myspace haha



*Insert comment here*
this is the result of boredom at work

[GrandMoren]

Yo, it aint called spittin so you can get away wit lookin like a slob,
you cant rap, deal wit it, im glad to hear you have a day job,
Dont quit. No wait.. thought about it, you should quit n go to school,
maybe that way you wouldnt have to write 200 lines to look cool,

and still look like a fool, with drool hangin off ya lips creatin pools,
even snoop dogg couldnt help you, with ALL of his pro-tools,
PLUS, aint no way im gonna get g-checked by no damn sissy,
if thats how you rap when you get bored, you better keep yaself busy,

Oh shit, I better stop writin, before you like somethin in sight n get bitin,
hah, that aint the reason.. its cause showin you I can kill you with half your rap is too excitin

[Anghellic]

So Part of hip hop is steppin in the booth, n spittin truth
You've be "G-Checked" by me twice, so argueing... Whats the use?
Listen lil Moren, I son you on a daily,
Text or Audio, I whip ya three nun, So quit bitching ya baby,
Maybe, you should go back to school, you could attend my class,
it's rapping 101, bitch i bet you wont pass,
so yeah I post the long spit as often as you suck the long dick,
I guess we both go the distance, Xcept you in the wrong, bitch
So talk shit about 200, but Sia'narra, So Long trick,
Kill him in ten, matter fact i'll throw him eleven,
Him kill me how? haha he's never even gripped a weapon

[Voyce]

In his eyes Angel thinks he nice, but he should really think twice/
Cuz his raps couldn't get cheese, if his mom and dad were born mice/
Ya battles are weak fights, and ya skills are on the decline/
Why the fuck battle Zeke's versus, you can't even beat mine/
You couldn't get claps from a sea lion, and they trained to do it/
You came and I knew it, it started smelling like old sewage/
Ya speech is so basic, let's face it, this Angel is done flappin'/
Ya wings went down the drain, the same one that I crapped in/

[Anghellic]

Now how you gonna talk shit, rappin with a lyrical lysp,
Where'd you come from I thought this boy had quit,
C'mon talk shit, last I remember it was Zeke, me and then You,
So If I still know how to count, that means im one rank above you,
I smoke through this insect, like I do a roach when it's lit, how
you thinkin dissing me gun get you props now?
So flush my wings pimpin, I'll leave it down there with ya wack flow,
alongside with wack lyrics, style, not to mention ya fat hoe

[Voyce]

I'm not even lyin' when I say this faggot raps are mad stupid/
Dude ain't no Angel, he jus' a little naked boy named Cupid/
Raps sound like you pooped it, they is straight shitty man/
You beat me?? That's like winning marathons the way Diddy ran/
Ya must be kidding man, seriously doubt you winning one bout/
Except the fight against your parents on wanting to come out/
To me its no doubt, battle you with a breeze and take it wit ease/
Cuz you couldn't flow if God blessed you when you sneezed/
This no circus, but best believe V's making this clown run/
Talk about me? Bitch you ain't even make it passed the tourney's ROUND ONE/
No surprise to no one that you suck son, you homeless facing down/
And ya gigs?? Nobody shows up... like you in the consolation round/
Bring on the frowns, you mad is very funny to me/
Cuz my rap ability was better then yours.....in 2003/

[Anghellic]

SO it's kinda apparent, V's a homo and kinda dumb
His whole verse spit to try and make me run, Clown
So he can watch me jog n my dick move up and down, eww
It's all good bruh, yes you can call me cupid,
cause ya bitch fall in love with A, n you just look stupid,
come on let's do it, Im really not trying to hurt ya feelings,
but you like dick we know, and it's kinda revlealing,
so come on bruh stop living in the past,
cause all you telling me is you've been dreamin 3 years
about kickin my ass

[Bizzare_101]

homie i guess i just have to slay you twice
remember my last verse, i waas beenin nice
this time i break legs, ya arms and ya skull
dont take this as a threat, truth n all
we gotta brawl or just straight up fight
by the end you might be walki towards the light

lol havnt posted in this thread in a while

[GrandMoren]

you wanna beat the only rapper here close to me in the game?
How, when to get respect you had to steal bizzare's name?
you the kind of rapper that buys weed, n then runs to ratty
Fuck it.. You the kind of motha fucka, who has two daddys.

an Angel aint gon walk to the light, his cash got me hired
its YOU runnin from the fight, AND the light, wit ya house on fire
You aint been here in a while? no way.. I couldnt tell..
Cept for the fact that readin ya (c)rap was like goin through hell,

[Leo THE Lion]

ur rhymes suck because u only rhyme at the end
and the time u take up is like an hour or 10.

u got no power in your lyrics
nobody will cower when they hear it.
ill take ur hair and then ill shear it
dont touch my body man dont even come near it

im not like you: youre gay and twisted
u had a chance with a girl today but u purposely missed it
ur mom and dad had thought that u never existed
so u lived ur white life unassisted

they left u with 2 daddys like u said to bizzy
u watched them in bed, gettin busy
u watched their asses get red and them rubbin their titties

then school came and u saw some guys
u got the nickname, "tiny surprise"
ur lame, ur full of shame and u screw pies

[Anghellic]

Now I know I aint readin spits from this wack maggot,
likes the D and known as a bigg faggot,
and as far as parents go, Leo don't talk shit,
cause since you've been born they thougt they had a bitch,
so what does that say for, you got fucked up genetics
you pathetic, a rappin prostitute, so honestly i dont sweat it,
so YOU need to learn to how to write properly,
cause steady writting "u" will get ya straight flunked properly

[Voyce]

If you ill then I'm the disease that can make this germ fade/
Cuz last time I heard an Anghellic voice, I was watchin' Lil' Mermaid/
You a her mang, callin' people faggots when you the Queen of 'em/
Angel, bitch, woman, shit......they all fuckin' synonyms/
All your hunnies, V prolly been in them, all one at a time/
He a backstabber, you only good when takin' it from behind/
You wanna goto war? then fine.....you like another Iraqi/
Suicidal after this, you a little shit to me like KAKI!!!!!!!
Got me? hell nah you don't....but I got you like Milk/
Your garbage raps isn't text, it just smells like filth/
You milf.....I already got wealth in the belt to go for miles/
Crap raps is trash, perfect for my folder of deleted files/