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Serpents serve the purpose to remind hephers they're worthless,
The cause of the hurt soul of Jesus bleeding upon the cross because they cursed us,
Curss-Eve, you turned me into a beast for cheeks and flesh
therefore when you give birth to your first born you'll find your hole torn
and scorn the Damien born and hatred will sore higher than the levels of STDs your body will form,
I'll smash a casper, a white skinned b*****d ignoring the ladder,
On a scale of one to ten he'd end up in the hereafter,
You in integer, but all less than zero,
Are you a real number? The munchers be your hero,
You approach without fear, though? A lack of punchlines, proper rhymes make you appeal? No,
You'll die slow and drown, bound to hell's gates 'cuz you represent the most fictional of the fake,
You can take that hate spittin' devilish b***h of yours here and turn her away, unleashed without cheers,
You can perform and perform, you'll only hear the sound of applause after the hook's come and hung the fish: the deadly so-long,
Feeding from me, getting greedy and needy 'cuz your only allusion was about Rodney and comically he was actually a beauty,
You on the other hand can get the other hand, The side of your man
whose damned by your ignorance,
pictures of what I'm hittin' as well as myself posted, you're unknown
and ghost in his own self, like Casper rapping and battling Mos,
Both of ya'll are an annoyance like the HHF's Kos,
You spit and you boast, but on the mic you'd both choke,
Your audience? None,
Hearing ya'll is like Kanye on a track with Rakim, Nas and KRS-One.

Little miss, where's that lady-like etiquette? You're supposed to be delicate,
not rowdy like an angry Republican delegate.
You wanna hang with the boys, but I'll make ya look like a fool.
So you might as well enroll in Monique's charm school
to learn to sit with your legs closed, and keep your mouth shut.
Cuz when the Stryker's talkin', I'll tell you what's what.
Like when I need you to wash my draws, or help me evade the law
by stashin' my weed so Big Daddy wont take the fall.
If you're good, I'll tap that a** til' it's nice and pink,
but don't keep washin' your panties in the sink.
That s**t's nasty, and not classy, you should be considerate
by making it up to me by going down South like the Confederate.
Clean my musket! Let it stiffen to a bayonet.
Just pretend that you're playing a clarinet.
Hittin' high and low notes til' your lips are blue.
An encore, you ask? Mmm hmm, so please do!
Gimme a "toot toot" and "beep beep" like R Kelly sought.
I know you underage, so "don't say nuttin'" like Black Thought.

(Don't worry, I'm nowhere near as sexist as this diss seems. XD)

Ugly a**, flat trick
Suck my ********' fat d**k!

I could of said ******** this and just been on my way
But then I thought I'd spit a little fire today
Grab the oil, the lighter or the match and igniter
Im about to burn a mutha fukin hole in this spider
God blessed my pimp hand to slap a b***h ***** in his face
When he tried to step up I put him in his place
But you cant reach my height
Time to say good night
Those last lyrics are the last shits you'll ever write
So tell me, who the ******** you tryin to be?
You is a black son of a b***h with a white ******** you and yo crew you cant handle me
I'll put you bitches in line so I can piss on yo family

Shenco, I'd do you in but you've already been outdone,
An armless man with a mic could literally have you out gunned

And though you haven't captured the ability to create audio,
If you ever did, atleast unlike Spyder your s**t wouldn't be horrible

'cuz that dude swears he's the illest out of his Chilled Twats,
But aiming at his crew his just like being known to kill cops (Jceaz) xd

And about the aids? It's just how you look, not because you're black,
And on top of that you sound sickly since you're speaking so softly:
"and that's a fact."

Shenco reminds me of shen-chan, always exposing his a**,
hoping someone will catch the hint and give it a c** blast.
Your crazy capers can't touch me, and i aint even that tight.
But i might decide to keep your ego from flying like a kite
by bringing you back down to earth on my notorious turf.
And do you like sharks do to White people tryin' to surf.
Rip you apart! Ruthless like a fat kid with a poptart.
Have you takin' more hits with shells than Mario Kart.

chea!! >_>

Ayo, Phoenix got the flame to shame your family name.
And have Shenco more disappointed than Jack Nicolson at a Laker game.
Yes, the phoenix has rose again to incinerate at a rapid rate
when I detonate and devastate everybody trying to player hate.
Your defeat went so fast, you gotta rewind it on TiVo,
cuz I did you more foul than the skid marks from Debo.
Did you see it Shen? ******** naw, man. You can't see-me.
Look at your expression, you're wonderin' like Stevie
how a dude like me could suddenly come with some funky s**t.
But yo, my whole rhyme is a hint-- this aint even how I spit.

rofl ok ok. so i kinda took what you said to me and tweaked some stuff. here's some real s**t.

Jaiden, you couldn't electrify the crowd even if you were Raiden.
I wouldn't even be surprised if you hadn't gotten laid-in
like, ever? But I'm a pimp while you're an unsucessful simp.
So I jacked your rhymes, no need to throw a tantrum like a chimp.
Wasn't expectin' you to come back and see that s**t,
but it was funny. almost like the time where you throw a hissy fit
when the Phoenix was reborn. You were filled with scorn
cuz my s**t is sharper than a thorn.
mrgreen

XD c'mon. have a sense of humor.