15 to 20 lines
3 -0 TKO, knock your bitch ass on the flo
no dickrydin, or in this case for my opponent, Pussy poppin





Yo, Fuck it, I for sure made my way with a mean-streak
You nothin, but you face to face with a clean-Sweep
Do somethin, you cant make your place you seem-weak
Ohh your sound? Nothin short of amazin grace is gonna seem sweet
First listin bitch, I'm sure you prolly explored worse incidents
Wanna know my name, look under father on your birth-certificate
You Too Damn Small i cant see you son, tryna outstand me an run
Go ahead an shoot ya self, i know your plan B's a gun
Every single one of these disses is out an hand picked
just a small sample out of a thousand transcripts
If im faced with you and a gat strapped im gonna pull it
Only Time A Label would sign your name is on a bullet
I promise your nonsence, nothin dope in your rhyme
After its all over, catch me Jumpin rope with your spine
Listin swallower, Your just fuckin Flawful, I mean the fuckin Flow is awful
you aint Been Dope at all I'll beat this slim protocal with an Open Bottle
Nobody actually gives a midget fuck On what you Claim to Say
Cause Your Fan-Bases run out faster than Ushers Nasal Spray
And If theres one Great MC left I'm the Last Man an More- so
Freestyle shit, you Come the Same of the Top like an Afgans Wardrobe
When god made you, He put on too much wackness
I say just put a bullet in you, Fuck Practice
Your the Wackest on Rap shit, I Declare it out an open
And thats not the weed talkin, even though Paramount is Tokin