I Found it funny, what do ya'll fink? *********************** "BHUNATIC" battles with "Big John" (BHUNATIC grabs mic and here he goes...) BHUNATIC:- Ey YO !! ... Big John , its yo bitch on the phone wants you ta come home// she knows im good at assaulting you lyrically coz i screwed her physically// bu' i dint rape her, she seduced me an' i couldnt escape her// served me a bl****b, her p**** was tight so i XL sized her// did her on doggy, how she moaned when i analized her// i cummed on her, got her pregnant but you are the father// now you know what actually happenend to you// lets battle it lyrically coz i really wanna diss you// justa few sips a' alcoh hits you, bu' i drink from barrels// ya can't walk straight still ya chose me to quarrel// its come to ma attention tha' ya'll weasels gotta know// tha' i deliver ma verse wid a supreme flow// ma flows phenomenol, an' yors is justa juvenile amateur act// ya can't write an' ya can't rap, like pigs don' fly an' thas a wicked fact// how stupid of you, tha' yor verse don' rhyme thas a lyrical crime// neva' try the snickers tha' don' fit you, like emceeing dont fit you// accept ma sympathy i feel sorry fo you, don' make me beat you// go get help frm yo cromy homies, let em' help you fo the words ya choose// as yo opponent you embarass me too, coz you o'ways trained to loose// next time you wanna battle, think abt it double, and think abt it again// i feel the guilt of winning ova a loser, it aint worth i dunt wanna put'chu in pain// I know you down south are biting my lines, and if I catch you boy, your a** is mine// i offer ya'll few moments on ma lane, bu' you disgrace me and you offer me shame// i derive ma own slangs, bu' yo lyrics ar' garbage// i play like im frm the third millenium, yo skills aa' frm the stone age// i kick facts on ma raps and i curse with clarity// what's a curse when the language is immersed in vulgarity// take it easy dont you worry, no need ta sweat u got yoself so wet and drifty// i serve ma flows clean unlike T' less audios u hea' frm 50// fo punks like ya'll i possess high lyrical strength an' you've already felt tha' im tough// i fight'chu like the king of the jungle an' i drag you filthy rough// i mastered lyrical kung fu so its betta you just bounce off// YO ! BHUNATIC's gon' sign OFF now coz i fink big John had enuff now// im hoping tha' next time you'd put up a betta fight// so i letchu strays bark at ma yard tonight// i teamup wid ma homie, hes ma niggy jiggs Jomul Makavali// he strikes like lightening ya'll trembled a** can feel the thunder back at Cali// hes flow is dope, he aint to be provoked, unless you wanna get choked// if ya tryna mess up with us i'll grab yo neck and squeeze yo throats out// an' ma homie hes gon' provide you wid lyrical torture you gon' burst out// wait till we drop our record, when we do we gon' drop it like ish HOT// then ya'll bitches can sniff our a** an' chase yo tails// as we the big HIT and ya'll losers fail// we also feel the neccessity, to bring down some of dem so-called rappers// they so pathetic still clingin on it they mo like crappers// wut a shame abt Avinash Ghising, in his shorts hes been pissin// i been farting an shittin bu' ma ass hes been kissin// he skips lyrics with his hahas and hehes// when he performs the crowd boos at him, and spits at him// the veggies are not cheap like him o' else the crowd be throwin veggies at him// to the hiphop industry hes a disgrace, his lyrics got weak an' cheap base// hes lyrics are like "dass dass dass, mero naam ho avinash" huh// thas how it sounds when a wanksta punka** tries his luck, so unfortunate tha' YOU S**K!! // hes always laughin thas so lame, hiphop aint got much humour but puts him in shame// the way he tries ta dance, it aint a move, his hands go off like dead walking zombies// now hes pissed, bu' im internationally known on the microhpone an' i got homies// if ma hood hea' abt this diss i put on you, they gon' drop on the floor laughin at you// all this time you been grinnin, finally we discovered you were the joke// i got homies all ova the hood, so persue me only u wan' get chopped// ma homies gon' slice u with big knifes taller than you// its been fun dissin a crapass like you, pleasure to kno you, we had fun so thank you// OK, so now im tired, after tha' battle verse an' dissin i fired// BHUNATIC wants ta check out now, coz i aint the clown yo'll hired// Oh John, dont cry boohoo, work on yo rhymes and better luck next time// (BHUNATIC drops the mic) *BHUNATIC's gon' bring ya'll mo episodes so if ya wanna witness the next round keep chekin ma page. -PEACE- LMFAO!