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Classic Battle Raps 4: more D.A. disses


Circa 2000 A.D.

This is a group diss towards our then rivals, the Dangerous Assassins. The MCs include

-MC PM$ (me)
-Shortt-Kut
-$tyles
-Raze aka Young Sensation

[MC PM$]
Dangerous Assasins probably don't got skill tolyrically procreate
therefore orgasmic forms such as myself are prepared to elevate
verbally your mouths be constipe cuz your rhymes be full of shit
my singles iz like my backhand greeting your baby's momma, b*tch I be making hits
My shit be making you bounce like when I tap woman's tits
you be treating my rhymes like group sex at your house, you can relate
I am the terror that make all MC on your label act like Elian Gonzales and deficate
Cuz I be the Lyrical Masturbator the Verbal Rhyme Constipator
Most whiggaz watch me and become the supreme hataz
and to that bitch on yo click who ain't got the titty to satify
you probably in dat clique after f*cking your man's car when you was high
and to Criminol Marksman, don't even f*ck with Ka$per
or me and my clique gonna have to make a lyrical disaster


[Shortt-Kut]
Daz you say we rap alright? b###h Please
Our raps are an earthquake bringin you to your knees
even saying our raps makes Nitrogen Freeze
Your crew raps be sounding like the Bradys
Now i'm here to tell ya
you just a punk b###h youngsta
you have no clue about the game or what it takes to be a gangsta
the weakest person in my crew could even out rap you
but they aiight, no weak rappers in our crew
we all tight to death and what could I say about you?
You want to mess with me, the one who could kill a Kodiack bear with a dime
the one who has commited all the sins at one time
the only one you can't out rhyme
I'm takin your whole crew to school their whole lives
You just looking like a certain Boy Group on the Record Label Jive.
You are always first in line to see N'Sync Live
F*ckin Homo Sheep Humping Dink


[MC PM$]
The Retalliation is on
$olid $oldjaz causin stress to bless on
Dangerous Assasins don't got the skills on the mic to press on
broke up and you hiding
frontin with fakeness and lying
Your aparent loss you be denying
yet your homosexuality you be complying
Confront with me, your bodyparts be flying
Leaving you with metaphors and lyrics, sting sharper than onions leaving you crying
Your exposition is well covered by our constant rhyme repitition
forgetting you don't got skills for verbalization and full representation
I was unstoppable by all of you alone, now I got my crew to take the throne
lyrically Alize don't got the bars to spit hits and rip shits to consider his own
f##king thief ass nigga, your rhymes don't belong to you
you probably stole all your rhymes from me and my crew
Nobody but you and your homosexual partner Daz you bend over to screw
Y'all some chicken ass niggaz
I especially reffer to you Daz
Thinking you spit hot shit
I spit back and my skills you won't admit
Alize be learining from his mistakes
cuz the fact is, he don't got what it takes
MC PM$ representing Canada, Cali to Manila
you know I be stacking scrilla, aknowlege me as tha #1 Thrilla
I got my Cali Ridah $tyles ready to kill ya


[$tyles]
Im A $olid ass $oulja, and this the word Ive been Chasin,
The Shaolin comes back, Styles known by the nation,
You listenin to Wu tangs next Generation,
Came back to take retaliation,
And Alize thats what yo facin,
Imma hit you 110% full penetration,
Blastin yo ass, pull da trigga no hesitation,
Times is wastin, known world wide through radio stations,
Khakis and a Navy Blue Cali shirt is what Im lacin,
After Im done with you, yo girl is what im tastin,
And Imma make her forget you cause when I do her, Im erasin...


[Shortt-Kut]
Nobody Even Knows me
No one can see me
but you all want to be me
Never say you want to be me
Alize and Criminol got the nerve to be rhyme thieves
Not to mention your broke ass regrouping, an excuse to appreciate our lyrical capabilities
an armed conflict with us results in your Physycal Disabilities
Not counting Criminol and Alize's limited mental abilities
lace you with kerosine and light a blunt in your lips
Send you flaming to Satan when you slip up making spits
You bargain with me on your knees to spare your crews with ease
granting your request stuffing grenades down yo mouth like you asked without you saying please
I have AIDS, Ghonorrhea, genital warts, and cancer on my pee pee
To all of you who have ever put me down, you're going to pay
You put as much rage in me as the KKK
So i'm gonna rip your body apart
glue it back together and put it back in an Art Display
Your rhymes too whack to be famous
And you claimin you Dangerous?
I am Hitler, Satan, and Charles Manson
I would even run behind Nazis and Pants them
I go find all the cults who wish to die and I grant them
maybe look like them


[Raze aka Young Sensation]
Well i'm hear/wanna battle my crew we right
here/bustin gats/bustin cats/wit russian bats/ready to
play russain ruelette wit us and them russian cats/I
don't think so/me and the $olid $oldjaz is going to
still your bank rolls/you wack niggas is nothin but
stank hoes/don't you know when you rhyme you a
scandle/we spit shit that you niggas can't handle/we
plant handles/in the dirt/which is compared wit you
rappers/I rap wit crew zappers/we straight from the
zoo rappers/we wild/we style/your lyrical ability is
like snoop dogg's police files/you know i'm from
beantown/meanwhile/i'ma somke this weed now/i'm
punchin your b###hes in the stomach so they won't have
seeds now/you all was the rappers now we switchin the
scenes now/ we look like ill niggas and ya'll look
like charlie sheen now/and thats a shame/we stealin
your ice chains/now you want me on your team but I
ain't in your price range/i'm in higher/we tha
messiah's/we on fire/we have you g's on tires/runnin
you over/rappin ill high or sober/TG$ let me load
up/my raps breaks any voice code up/we leave you sewed
up/to a blanket/you all better off singin/wit
brandy/ya'll comedy like john candy/why don't you go
home/we hold chromes/we roll zone/after you takin a
beatin/we demons/ya'll love puttin your lips on tha
mic because all you see is semen/got you
leanin/against tha walls/i'm shootin you up all tha
way til your blood splatters against your hall/after
this dismantlin i'm just waitin for your call/shoot
you in your mid area and all you see is blood on your
stall/just for bein on tha site it's your fall!!!

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