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SITE DISS SPIKED FIST
This site is just class of jokers, the morons seem to multiply like a cancer soma granuloma,
Trying to battle me is foolish like trying to slap a cobra, You’re a faggot poser about as straight as a parabola, I twist your mind like it practiced yoga. Put opponents into a passive coma, energy rays split you into sectional planes, Mano a mano? I make you swallow a chemical grade propellant grenade, Generation impeccable with a medical brain for incredible pain, Breaking you down into a cellular phase with predator blades. Dissecting your frame, I get physically enraged when you’re visually engaged, Beating me? You must be kidding or insane, The rhyme method leave you light headed like rotating 360 degrees for 360 days. Choose any location in the Milky Way, the heads up display indicate your position and circadian rhythm, I have nothing but patriotism for alien kinsmen, We use tools until your craniums splitting like a retractable stadium building, My rhyme is a mix of uranium fission and the greatest of written communication editions, Causing subterranean schisms, I’m the best that’s a fact – what you state is opinion. Displaying precision with the smoothest method, loosing seldom and there’s few exceptions, You make a face like you’re chewing lemons, I have power like a new invention super weapon, you have power like a fuel injected scooter engine, Disregard these fools suggestions, on a scale of 1 to 10 I move spectrum. Choose aggression and you die a second, call me sequence because my style is progressive, Highly impressive, compared to yours? Your rhymes are pathetic. I sigh at your efforts, you’re trying to better the slickest rhyming with linguistics striking, My words intertwining and synthesizing with more precision than when missiles guiding, You beating me is twice as rare as a bigfoot sighting, twice as rare as getting hit by lightning. Forget surviving, the current prediction is your currently missing, The double gun mechanism is a juxtaposition, you succumb to a villain your chances of winning are one in a billion. |
This was dope at its dopest. I just didn't catch any name flips or site affiliation here in the diss ziggy?
Gonna have to fully analyze it later when I have time but this is illness Up |
yea this was definitely dope but vague as fuck, it wasn't really directed at anybody so I don't see how it's a site diss. still fire tho
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Nice bar for bar no real site diss as it pertained to really no one so I'm guessing as a general if you feel it applies to you then it's for you type shit dope though nice schemes and creativity displayed in this with great energy... Props my dude
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Mano a mano? I make you swallow a chemical grade propellant grenade,
Generation impeccable with a medical brain for incredible pain, Breaking you down into a cellular phase with predator blades. Dissecting your frame haha chemical grade so sick We use tools until your craniums splitting like a retractable stadium building, My rhyme is a mix of uranium fission and the greatest of written communication editions, Causing subterranean schisms, I’m the best that’s a fact – what you state is opinion. Displaying precision with the smoothest method, loosing seldom and there’s few exceptions, You make a face like you’re chewing lemons, I have power like a new invention super weapon, you have power like a fuel injected scooter engine, just sick Highly impressive, compared to yours? Your rhymes are pathetic. I sigh at your efforts, you’re trying to better the slickest rhyming with linguistics striking, My words intertwining and synthesizing with more precision than when missiles guiding, You beating me is twice as rare as a bigfoot sighting, twice as rare as getting hit by lightning. Forget surviving makin it look easy. Loved this man. so awesome. i never get bored reading your pieces, just dope. |
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^The Wire. SICK show if anyone hasn't seen it
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It is apparent that Zygote has the juice now.
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This shit was bonkers
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Mano a mano? I make you swallow a chemical grade propellant grenade,
My rhyme is a mix of uranium fission and the greatest of written communication editions, ^^these lines were fire The rest of this drop was...fire |
Like previously said. This was very vague.. however seriously dope.
I dont know if "chemical grade" is accurate, as i dont think chemical is a grade. You couldve said military grade propelled chemical grenade or something like that. I dunno. Just nit picking. This was sick |
chemical grade propellent grenade >>>>>>>>
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Zy my nigga
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