Battles Guusto vs InsensitiveAsshole
RULES
dissin
Max of 40 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
InsensitiveAsshole won this battle!
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Battle on October 24 2015, Battle on October 29 2015, and Battle on November 5 2015
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- les battle again wit yo bitch ass, leave you leakin in the fuckin grass
- beat you so bad you gotta wear a body cast, you trash gets smashed
- i got shooters that can pull up on yo ass wearin all black an a mask
- body bag yo ass up an toss you in the trash yo ass would run fast if you heard dat 40 blast
- you a bitch wit no real past im the teacher your the whole class
- teachin you bout street life somethin you'll never understand yo rhymes are bland
- stand no chance got no hands all you have is yo pussy ass rants
- snitchin me out for threatnin yo ass? nigga please you started beef you fake asf
- never lost yo virginity uses ONLY yo hands to bust nuts, get guts you ugly fuck
- who cries every night goes to the emergency room for only a dog bite your no bitches type
- unless you got a debit/credit card only "love" you for that swipe were nothin alike (thankgod)
- you ride around on a bike ima shark an ill bite yo face off doin us all a favor for the night
- god that'd be a pretty sight your a bitch ass nigga but i think thats implied
- watch that 40 bang prayin to god before you died good try now im satisfied
- just another pussy nigga dead huggy got strait fried no lie im so high you stay dry
- broke ass nigga that wonders why oh idk??? maybe your just scared of life
- id love to see your throat get sliced while you eat a dick guzzle the cum like your dream was 2 try
- your the only nigga i ever seen to get banned from here and whine lil bitch get in line
- your snitchin ass tryna ban me but outta fear your gonna die
- confined i bring out the light you bring the darkness to peoples sights take a flight
- get a life make some money rappin isn't yo style you read the disses an smile
- but lemme catch you in my turf an an ill have you off the goverments files
- beat you with hard tile concrete to break yo teeth stomp you so hard watch you unable to breath
- i think an basically means consieve leave you so bloody you were born to bleed
- grow balls tall trees everything i say here i mean your a stupid bitch shotty plant you like a seed
- thats what you need you queen ugly as can be stupid lil bitch with ocd
- an paranoia runnin from people you dont really see
- i could get shooters on you soo fast you better have a fast run speed
- you'll be hiding behind trees cus you an got the balls for me
- i show big in the movie theater yo ass goes strait to dvd not even hd
- good think yo ugly face would blind people that saw your scenes
- "huffy" is dat yo real name i wonder whos to blame for your ass even born was a bad mistake
- ill shoot you an any witness skippin from state to state your so fake
- your a fuckin leech stickin to people like tape with them beggin you please do leave an nver b seen
- you fiend uses sunscreen goin outside for 2 seconds to pick up the paper off the street
- let that 40 bang in yo face blood spatter mission complete
- btw he glozre diss you himself cus he also knows your faker than plastic surgery
- im done with yo ass just die on the grass get over heated fall on yo face a site for errybody 2 see
- ill be there to put a blanket over you so your not a site for any trees
- 40 bang 40 bang 40 bang drip and bleed your just somethin this world never needs
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Beef is on, like Kim Kardashian's ass you're fake as fuck, thinking you can beat me
- I know my pic is a duck, but you're the weak fuck, bitch I'll slit your throat with butter knife
- You a gay lil butterfly, that don't fly right, you fly left, claim to kill shit like grand theft
- Auto, carry assault rifles, and glocks semi auto, you talk lots of shit, all
- That male bravado, big ears like elephant dumbo, just mumbo jumbo, suck the barrel
- Of a gun, slit your wrists or get hung, smoke till you choke, or pop a fucking lung
- You can't rap for shit, that's what the birdy sung, you can't lay a finger on me, son
- Not even your lil homie, your girl said your dick shrivels like macaroni, umm
- Is it true, or like your lies is it phony, you bitch ass phony bologna, not yum
- Talkin shit with your homie, thinkin I won't fire back, all day homie, run
- Send your fuckin shooters bitch, I'll tie their shoes and push em in your ditch