he took it to another level with his techinique " work hard, play hard" <--- I loled
wanna rap against me
hey i'll rap back, you better trust me
but to try and make me stop,
you'll have a better chance fucking your cousin
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he took it to another level with his techinique " work hard, play hard" <--- I loled
wanna rap against me
hey i'll rap back, you better trust me
but to try and make me stop,
you'll have a better chance fucking your cousin
Little frail wrist faggot the tale is u ain't punch straight u rated garage
U state the carnage caused by greats in naked armour, fake pyjamas
Now that Im alert I'll awaken Karma so she can eat then vacate the sauna
Fired up take ya warning these hot rocks don't make a morning
Dinner table piled with grief, plates of mourning
Be late as normal make an effort or have ur faith adjourned
Change things around rotate n turn u a strange thing I found ina defaced world
I face the words with weights I've pulled from places filled with plagues n turds
Alpha, your rap looks like Sik Wit It's...but with a bigger vocabulary
Dog, I take you and him as ignorant cats who'll swear they'll stab and bury your adversaries
then turn Machaveli...fake his own death, before he lives that life for real. Or he can pick one.
I would've left you dissin' Sik, but it wouldn't make sense to say "Boy, Sic 'em"
Your diss has rhymes... but they're not workin', posting is almost not worth it
Its like your multi syllabels are a hot surface,
and the concepts you use which are normally cool, just melt when you drop verses
you ended hyping yourself...you might be here for the wrong purpose
I'll guide you out and send you to the Vets for help
or you could "break a leg" here and then exit whelp, like your lessons dealt.
For Sik Wit It:
Let me address your post, Sik. Showoff? I've got skills to use when dissin
Skills, effort, and practice. 3 things it seems you've been missin.
Keep talking ya threats, if we met, there would be matters addressed
How old are you? Grown man couldn't handle getting blasted on text?
That's headlines when you fight me, unless you run from the pigs and back to your set
I'm upset, now I gotta workout in case you tryna clash if we met.
^^That's all I've talked about what I'm gonna do. I'm not some fool runnin' his mouth
about shit he knows nothin' about. I hit you with observations. Your observations? are something to doubt
Ignorant Wit It reads like half my text, then he and his keyboard knuckle it out
Angry as fuck, fills his replies with his brand of "I can't believe it's not bullshit!" Toughness™ and pouts.
then he complains I'm being tough??? Your 2 replies for 1 of mine...I guess I am a god and he's just fuckin' devout
Does he even know what a metaphor is? He'll probably describe everything a metaphor isn't...
No wonder your raps are garbage. When have you ever sold a record for instance?
I like you this is true you won't back down or give upQuote:
Originally Posted by Onceawhile
but this isn't preseason football these games matter, havn't you lost enough?
and for alpha dog i admit you and I may have the same kinda flow
back when i first started out in life lets say about twenty years ago
you speak like you are a adolescent and have the behavior of a toddler
I can tell a couple things about you off the back like one is you probably never have a father
because you are preteen man up you ain't a child any more you are grown
so when I try to take you out to get fresh air please don't piss inside of the home
Imma potty train this little pup until he knows doing that is wrong
and as far as onceawhile shit I think you should of did a better job at raising your son
these lil muffuccas trying not to work shit you need to tighten up on ya rhymes
I'll have these lames saying Yes Sir to my whites like its 1955
oh wait when you type it might be black I guess I'm the only one that changed my theme
but you can't change the fact that you're wack and battle rap to deal with your low self esteem
I've decided that I ain't down with you cypher cats
If I arrive perhaps we'll collide and smash
With my oil and hash I'll vape smile and laugh
While it lasts I'll let know why you should be avoiding rap
1. Style is crap, would muffle an audience with a silent clap
2. Trying to grasp, type of fag that wants to learn but to kind to ask
3. Tightest task, ur sister has the finest spaz wen I pile her ass
this guy sounds smoke-dependent,
meaning he's closer to an addiction than he is close to end it,
must've still been high from when you first came here to post a sentence
and havn't been sober since then,
Alpha you should rethink your rap before you send it.
You "arriving", is like isis members who join conventions for new assignments, accidentally suiciding
in their appointment's setting and letting the whole world know where the group was hiding.
His arrival was a dis-appointment ending...Like a movie trying to sell its point but none of its viewers buy it.
My cyber raps get silent claps that muffle the sounds of the next dude who's rhyming
but Alpha keeps the room in silence, like they're mourning the chance that he'll improve his writing.
im hoppin in this cypher. ur blatant n wackQuote:
Originally Posted by Onceawhile
ur names Onceawhile. should be followed by "Gets laid in the sack"
why u noddin, dreamin. ill sneak up w/ awful treatment
u over there stringing syllables together. so ill strangle u till ur no longer breathin
my nine'll bark n just roar. bitch scream then im offin ur whore
ironic you said Smoke Dependent. that's my approach when I walk to ur door
strap u to a Delayed Bomb. remember its gory
Coz when we set Once Upon a Time itll most certainly be the End of his Story
Blatant n wack...that's the shit I get when I await an attack??
In return I guess I'll risk having to "play out" my raps,
they'll hold him up as I shove my mixtapes in his crack
I'll slip discs in him, they'll go straight in his back...
Told you, that shit would probably be played, so much that his ass can name all my tracks...
You wanna be slayed? Nah, retract back into your dragon cave, tell your slave goblins behave
Story time's over, I'm still here! You got killed lyrically, and not cuz your brave...
My dear sneak-up killer...You trying not make a sound, but speak up will ya?
He expects his death bars to be felt, but eventually lets down with his fakeness like D-cup filler
Trying this on a phone don't know if it will type out right but look
I've been doing this along time
But I still consider myself a rookie
You can't be serious how can I take this guy serious
His user name is "attack of the pussy"
Ole boy might be well known where you at but around here we don't know you
Might get cypher robbed who this kid is around here that doesn't look familiar fool
I'm sick nice to meet ya let me greet you with a fair warning
Your battle record looks okay but I'm not someone that goes for a lost as a accomplishment
Its astonishing how you got clowned by the kid onceawhile
This is the diss cypher but I will make you log off and sit down
We don't take no losses we make losses even you bosses
Don't try to jump on the band wagon and get trampled by the horses
This guys a hustler I knows he has all the connections to fame and fortune
Yeah he closest to it by the app on his phone this guys important
This guy's important? He's not on top of shit, but you'll find him where the flies are swarmin.
Muff popped up and vanished...he's half my name, but he's just my virus warnin'
He reports in, right before ill rhymes get fired on him...shits annoyin, he probly looks up to my expired Norton...
But why fry him more than I'm supposed to? I already cypher-roasted his rhyme performance
Sik tried to roast but now Sik's on the hotseat, hope you know you took the gamble
Can you hold your own? We could vote, look at all your posts to push examples
can't even hold a flow, has to practice by scoopin handfuls of soup when he cookin' Campbell's,
those lyrics? no more than cookie samples that get torn from a rookie's handle,
I should reignite your short-wicked, already shortened mushy candle
so you can see the faces of all the hungry animals lookin' at you.
I don't know if I should be angry or if i should be flattered
Once said I'm in the hot seat I been on fire but like that subject matters
This guy started talking and then he choked like he was having a attack of the asthma
I mean we ain't heard from him in days like his house got hit by a natural disaster
I mean this guy just disappeared in thin air I guess that ghost friendly like casper
I mean I expected him to scare me like a Halloween prop but his material is cheap so yeah I just walked past ya
I guess he only pick fights he can win
I guess he is something like a bully
To bad his teacher isn't around to save him from this playground ass whopping
We fuck around and had him watching his back like that time he was in middle school or something
When those two guys wanted to beat you up but you felt like you didn't do nothing
Awe shit let me log out before he goes and calls his big cousins
Have them all make accounts jump in this cypher and try to get payback because we jumped him
He don't want a black eye and a lyrical concussion
This guy is misplaced he's a new kid I swear he's just here for nothing
Yo, "just here for nothing"
...if that's what we're discussing
then I've always been here: I'm the person talkin' on the subject he's touchin;
the rich man who's face is clean-cut always because beards disgust him, and 'cause he must appear "becoming";
the person with power, getting nudged near corruption;
the poor man of god whose done kneelin', done fearing and kissing up to Him, but not done feeling an unyielding love with Him;
the drug dealer hustlin', who flushed nearly tons of it from all those fucked years of runnin';
the thug gearing up when he hear the bustin' of a slug near him;
the one weird Russian; the one's who claim alien being abductions;
the dozens of teenagers chuggin robitussin;
the fiercest women, the dearest husbands;
the fuckin' cavemen, as they thrust spears when huntin', before their humongous lunch meal can tusk 'em;
the apes, the lifeforms before them, the elements of Earth cuz they were from it...
I'm that and more, past present and future, maybe you're Once's comeuppance
But if you claim to be Once's end, I say son's clearly bluffin'...
And once this sends, son here is huffin' and puffin, well he's aboutta get toughened
Listen, I chisel a man for standin' still like a statue
break his art apart and hand him skills I can clap to
Your story? No plot but action filled, and I'm the rapper villain, the bad dude
I watched it like a movie since I was back in the buildin', I had to...
I went to his source, saw thru his whole act, it was a camera film that I sat thru...
+1 r.i.p.
You're a good sport, Sik.
I don't wanna fight ya but this is the diss cypher
Ignite ya, hot lyrics strike him like pit vipers
Try the stage, let's tango: violence, rage, what angle?
when he tries to step, the guy just sprains his ankle
Sik catch a violet shade on his mango
he'll be like "alright! okay! it's a prank bro!" we're thinking it ain't tho
he sags his jeans, like why them thangs hang so dang low?
cuz he shits his pants whenever I'm on-the-go to prove he can drop a solid flow
and fuck it, he'll still get props for being honorable.
ur fruity with the mix-Ill cripL u till ur a bloody vegetable on the street
since all of my punch squash you-you'll turnip more red than a fresh beet,
maybe im corny but your shit gets ignored son,
weak vibe from the lines like doing coke that gets snored on,
me recording a beating from once is enormously reaching-
better call your mama and papa boy u California dreaming
I speak truth from the heart while all ur words are chopped,
u were mince meat from the start-and im running the butcher shop,