Dissa personen över [the english version)

Haha, ok.. nja, tänkte bara du borde ju veta de då du använde slang som: mathafacka

if you wanna tell him to fuckoff just do it insted of spending time on it / tellin him stop but you your self put youre mind on it / eyo honest pick a topic and se who gets the obvious croch kick / this guy just lost it he says he does´nt give a shit but first on the coment / i mean you fear him belive that / you probably think your so good you might be able to be rap / get strangled by a cable label thats willing to read back / so you can get more back up dancers than fat joes lean back / i pack chrome and whack toys that start up street act / im just a ordanary rapper who is willin beaf back / anenkefali is so ghetto he might need crack

your father was the starter of this disaster,
your lyrics is so lame i wanted to leave before i came.
all you wannabee thugz your all the same
cant u see
spreadin' words with lack of skills to the game
But me
I kill n' my face remains the same
n u call yourself devoted to the gun
but bitchin' bout its power when i aim it at your mum
aim it at your son, aim at everyone
the whole world is my target n your in the bulls eye
count til ten and prepare yourself to die
cause i dont fucking care, its all fucked up warfare
you got nothing to compete with here
cause theres nothing to take
cause ive got nothing to share

DinPappa means Your Dad, i bet even he got sad when he heard your really bad
its just a lack of skill,
some evolve and some stand still
you are cathegori two.
and i am number one, shining like the sun
so when im done,
dissing you
its all the same,
as when I came

1st price to me, my glory remain


lite wack men whaaeeva :P

hubbe: trodde inte disstexter handlade om FLYT...

menmen.. RIP till tråden btw, I might be back for the resurrection ..

Eighty k needs a lection
your not in it for the resurrection
the only time you might be back
is when youre craving for something long fat and black
first sight, heartattack
woke up, filled with that
and your a hater of course
even though im your penetrator my situation is worse

WTF???....




Oneplanman, oneman-band, with those homo-jokes//
You’re lackin’ more writing skills than chromosomes//
I resurrect this thread, and kill you at the same time//
- Why you even talk to me, with gay-lines and lame rhymes?!//
I write about chicks and swag, you write about dicks and fags//
- I like girls – that means you like somethin’ STIFF in your ASS!//
Don’t fuck with people blind-folded, go ahead and TRY me, joker//
… - and you’ll be GONE, before the TRIAL is OVER!//





don' phucckk with me.....

you know i've tried you already
sliced your throat with an unshrewd machette
haha you really sayin'
don' phucckk with me?
Then what happens to my fifty hours prepaid,
seriously!!
When you act all gay like the lord with the ring,
I stay my way It's the return of the king.
I cant help i just write gay lines to you
but i just want to clear out whats true
not even trying to diss you.


keep it cool

coolt... förutom ditt påhittade ord "unshrewd"... och de faktum att du inte ens säger nåt halvt väsentligt överhuvudtaget...
naah, redan kastat tillräckligt med pärlor åt svin nu.


FORTSÄTT DROPPA här tho, kul o se, .

coolt, foerutom ditt pahittade ord "unshrewd",
och det faktum att du inte ens saeger natt halvt vasentligt overhuvudtaget
nae du, de har slaget anser jag vara avgjort, sen dag ett
kastat parlor till svin har jag alltid gjort, har alltid delat med mig, ja, jag har alltid taenkt stort
och destruktiv kritik e fan ta mig skit
testa konstruktiv, den ger dig ett rikare liv

sa sitt nu inte lugn som non tung idiot under pistolhot

FORTSAETT DROPPA haer du me,
hade vart kul o se
va du har o komma me


blessings

hej, det jag som är Allan i Dalen
idag ska ni få höra berrättelsen om en bög på två ben..


killen med nollkoll, du fattar inget alls,
du är som en badboll nertryckt i en flaskhals xD
your a loser im a winner,
your'e so fat that even i am thinner xD
you got the balls to come face to face?
wanna be king? come take my place,
you got a bigger dick then me,
u like it so much youre addicted indeed,
you eat my food, cuz im poor,
still hungry? take some more,
i like sallad, lika a damn rabbit,
i know its a really bad habit,
bläblä på dig, du är en usel luspudel,
för du skakar i skorna när sanningen kommer fram,
du är en pudelfitta jag en dobberman,
you have a chair in yo pants,
jag tycker du är en riktig buspöjk<<3
dags för lite rimdamp för att underhålla en stund,
kanske lite skrivkramp, så jag rundsparkar en hund,
blir förvirrad av mina rader som skriv,
så vi höjer temperaturen till den grad att vi trivs,
blaplbsplabapla

dock inte serrös så ni vet :D

HighDropDown

Dissa personen över (the english version)

I'm takin out medulas when Im bustin on the ruger//
... Fuck Spades_Joola he a fag and a shooter//
Not a real shooter though he only shoots in a pooper//
Feel sorry for this nigga His whole life is a blooper//
Around when he was sixteen, little nigga big dreams//
Then he turned nineteen, thought he lived in fly dreams//
Stop being a sucka, motherfucker clean yo diaper//
Ill take you out with a rifle boom out of this cypher//
You can call me the sniper,,,, yeah I am hype uh//
And you a batty boy considered a "bag piper"

Joell Ortiz - Block Royal (instrumental)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CcZQsjryKGI&feature=related

did i heard the name mcspitty,
haha fucking faggot your name should be mcshitty
i pitty you, who tha fuck is this dude
20 year old and wanna be cool
go back to school, learn something at least
it ain't like mcshitty is on the run, from the police
cheese, mcshitty takes it up the butt now
so who needs a diaper, it aint me
maybe the dude fucked in the ass by a sniper
can't you see, your not hype!
you just got your ass piped right to your mouth
so leave this cypher and never come back
or i use your body as my doormat

Thank u for the note, Im switchin to mcshitty
Fuck fifty... Magnatic u suck titty//
Changing my name just to indicate how shitty u are...
I could diss u and fit it two bars//
Imma kick you longer than a goalkick, no shit? So dick...
Listen closely now to my flow prick, you think that I'm Ne-yo just because I'm so sick
Now go click// on your fuckin computer... before I get really mad get my nina and shoot ya
you fruit fuck

(mcspitty's line copyright)

im coming over to do a ninja stealth kill,
rip yo heart out and snatch ya health bill,
that was your only ticket to medical treatment,
now instead you'll have a radical deffeat then,
so now, watch this line, i have it all in my mind,
you damn swine, i'll stick a bomb in your spine and rewind,
rewind to the exact time when you were born,
then i would tape me and your mum, to invent porn,
i am from your darkest dreams hunting you trough the night,
i love the echo of your screams from the pain of our fight,
thats right, im am a madman running throu the dark like batman,
youre fat man, so fat that you look tasty,
ima kill you quick so you feel no pain, lets not be hasty,
i will kill you real slow, almost in slowmo,
this will be a real show, like going live with promoe,
ive got you my friend, battle me is a dead end,
my flow is heated up like a fire,
and yours are freezing so let me enspire,
trust me i will help you out, right
what was that just about? g'night mate

C'mon HIT ME :D

Uh//

Nursery rhymes are in all your lines HighDropDown//
'Bout to drop ya LOW down, make ya leave town//
For real, who you think you really is//
You biz, aint handellin' your bis, in that diss//
You said "Hit me", and I'mma hit ya up hard//
Just busted a shot at ya heart, yo, this just the start//
This battle will get harder, and so much ruffer//
In the end you'll notice I'mma win cuz I'm tougher//
And I'mma show the ways of a Ryder//
Make you shit your diaper in this dissing cypher//
When I come around and eliminate you like a sniper//
Bust a shot to you head, show ya a real fighter//
Yo, I got a lot of shit to spit at ya 'fore I leave//
I hope I'll make you have Asthma attacks, you wont breath//
So catch ya breath 'fore you start talkin' again//
After I'm done here, you won't be walkin', man//
You'll be in a coffin on your way to cremation//
Movin' like an animation in this lyrical invasion//
I might have a broken nose, but watch when I strike this pose//
So, watch your nose, cuz I might break yours//
Uh, I'm about to finish this legally, you wanna go against the law//
I'mma break it, like I just broke your motherfucking jaw//

Whassup Whoa


//RYDER

whats this? a answer to my diss? i'll smash your dream to bits,
you must be some motherfucker, it takes balls to do this,
but still you can't do shit, im the one who makes true hits,
but at least you tryed, everyone else battling me died,
and so will you cuz here comes HDD, hide!
hide from me is like finding a hiding spot on a parking lot,
and you're in my sight, your in my marking spot,
look under ya and you'll find a big X, just like in comics,
how did your paps make you? the word is pigsex, INCOMING
you're right, this will get tougher, and your the rougher?
you will suffer, you will be in pain, battling me is like
injecting cocain right into your vain,
let me explain, your in pain in the rain,
you're an ape with no brain, im insane,
im here to obtain this domain, and call it my own
and im here to remain, whrever you go you'll se my crown,
you were a king 'til we flushed you down, the new one is: HighDropDown

Yo, look//

I'm battling you and I still stay alive, nigga//
Cuz I keep my finger to strive for the trigga//
Cuz I when I shove my gun up your ass, the asshole will be bigga//
You a lil' busta, I'm a hustla, call it a drug deala//
I'm a monster, tearin' ya apart in this cage//
Shovin' a mic in your mouth, while you up on the stage//
Pull ya pants down, people be laughin'//
Be comin' up from the front, n' be smashin'//
Smackin' your ass to be stackin' your ass up//
And if you know Ryder, homie, you know I dont give a fuck//
And you don't know me, so blow me slowly//
Don't think you my friend just cuz I said "Homie"//
You a bitch, thinkin' you tearin' me to bits//
Come with a razor blade and slit you some slits//
On your wrists when I smack ya up with one fist//
You a bitch, thinkin' you rich, got money cuz you snitch//
The cop your best friend, 'bout to put an end to ya livin'//
I'm so cold, that I got you shiverin'//
Be deliverin' like mailman, but I rhyme hard//
Got my rhymes up in your ass, hittin' ya heart//
You dont want it with me, nobody wants to beef with Ryder//
Eat you like a bug, cuz I'm a fuckin' spider//
I be comin' from above and hit you up in your head//
Leave ya dead in your cold motherfuckin' bed//
Blood was not shed//
It was my rhymes who killed ya, as when ya read// (uttalas redd)

PEAYZ

man u smelly like yesterdays food gone tru the belly N out
mothafucka this mothafucka that, kid's play, I'm tellin' yo now
listen, pay atention, go get a notebok n pencil
rap mohammed ali teach you footwork a technique, b4 sellin you out/
hustler this hustler that never seen any of u squeezin' the gat
or handle the packs, connection handed me halv a kee
broke it up, 4 hours work, done did it GONE, there we talk about sellin out!
stackin' cash in stacks movin so fast BYSTANDERS catch a whipplash!
black mask, ninja style when i jump by to assasinate bum trash
and that mic u shove in peoples mouths fits better in ya ass crack
in for the last lap wit the last rap cya in the club,
all on the flour like akon of'course I smack that!

forceone 'n' saint :)

it's gettin' hot and heavy in this little cipher,
bustin' a shot in the head to this no lifer,
that's right bitch, it's you i talk about,
i smash both force1 'n' saint no doubt,
you bribe like you would be number one,
and still you're hated, tss i wonder why,
smell ya later popcorn faggets,
you love dog porn and to shag pets,
so drop down from top to a basket,
and keep on your life as being dead in a casket,
i dont even have to rhyme to smash ya up,
i sell my cd, and place the cash on ya heads,whops
beat it or i'll break your chin like a tornado spin,
you keep on messing with me, even when u can't win

ok now its my turn/
I shot ya bitches down when you gonna lean//
Im like eminem on the mic//
so on the beat im the king of hype//
and i fucked ya mams ass its so damn taiight//
Im out Aiight/

fuck man are you serious!?
do you know the language called english
motherfucker you'll never get your turn
i blast both your ears of and cut your head off
chop chop, burn baby burn, hahah
you may fuck highdropdowns mama
of course she's gonna be tight
your little pinky, can't do nothing aight
but when your mama gonna taste fat dane (the third leg)
aaaaahhh she's srceamin your heard what i said
i destroyed that ass, like, when im on the mic
mag the ripper, rtking watch out

to the pigs, while i grab my pack a cigs im just pulling the trigs on these nigs i know im white im tight, wanna fight, ill take away your sight, show you my might im as high as a kite, and i might not be right, but i think i won this beat is a ton but ima teach you son.. you understand im rapper with mic? in my hand ill leave you in the sand, and you can go sing in your gay boy band,

sebbzmusic

more like some self-abuse-rude-shit
with rhymes that even a kid can make up
trying to get the american gangsta feel to it
you aint doing music, you doing "I aint ment to do this"
mental man, and how the fuck do you just leave a man in the sand?
Dont make no sense, I on the other hand leave you behind a fence
letting you out when you can rapattack not just defence..
you aint a rapper cuz you got a mic, you gotta battle the words and give decent fight
and take my sight, what the fuck? I know your bad but damn you really suck
you spittin nonsense, so please go on and then leave this chyper forever
how much practice, the fact is.. you never gonna get better..

pewol

your are the one defending
you'll agree an' get your peneltyy an' no more money spendin
youre the one never gettin better
still just attackin with a knife
when i bust n' smack you in the face with m dual beretta
and fucksup youh bitchass wife
one two three times
fuck her to the beat of my own sound
fillin her ass up with 24pounds
you acting like sean paul mother fucker like glue to the ground

onemanplan

First Im defending? Then attacking with a knife?
you talking fantasy dude I dont even have a wife.
So lets begin again, and erase you lines
they didnt say much and I know it hard so its fine
dont wave it around , take you beretta do your stupid crimes
same as you do here, if there would be rappolice you be busted oh I swear..
but its cool for my to be free and shot you with these words big as beasts
and the leftovers I take home, you small so my kittens can have a tasty fest.
dont overreact now cuz you crushed, peace :)

Im gonn' overreact like a spasmic attack
cause your rymes are wack as a pig sellin crack
system failiure,
got that?
the only left ovahs is when youre standin last in line for the prison showahs
gettin your ass filled as if its no tomoorawh
fuckin hello kitty fan
drop your kittens fantasies and become a real man, damn
stop callin me the enemy
when you snatch you food from my hand
and of´course you dont got a fucking wife
cause who would want a man that was mistakenly given life
nothing more then a joke, that cant smoke or even fuckin promote it
i really hope you saved a oh fivisch, cause i really need to smoke your shit! :)