Best Diss Poems
Beard looks weird,
that's a lyrical genius to be feared,
you wrote a 6 year song and got the facts wrong,
fired with the hair and safety still on,
I guess that scope's just a tele,
with sights and hopes on the tele,
Machine Bun Shelly,
initials, MBS, Caps empty,
Mostly Bull Sh……
a superficial sipping soup to his belly
or is it breakfast for a serial prodigy,
steadfast out selling cereal probably,
problems with his intellectual property
so he's just a prop to stop and see.
6'4 and standing taller,
picking on a man, his wife and his daughter,
who needs protection ay,
you're a big and bad ball-less brawler,
that's the shallowest level you can resort to,
and though it's none of my bees wax,
you did it to be witnessed and receive plaques,
but it was easy and witless like corny flakes,
the business doesn't need Autotune fakes,
forcing the rhyme like all you want is a smoke,
not literally you'd choke, that's such a weak joke,
clearly begging for your songs to be bought up,
as if we went from Shady please stand up,
to worshipping a hairband on a no flair brand corrupt
and yeah I admit some of it was good, generous, but look,
with 6 years to write it should have been off the hook,
this lame ass your best and you took as long as you could,
when your next hits out you'll remember when you last stood,
and you'll be mocked by the only line that was any good,
MGK can't stand up,
that'll get you like Cranbrook,
from Cleveland Ohio,
leave now and fly home.
Note the depth and the many double entendre in this,
written within an hour of hearing that diss,
MGK's peak, now for the diss-appearance,
I've heard you can't write your own lyrical sentence,
that's dense, how you ever gona go the distance,
now go into the distance with your spoon and bowl,
you had your 15 minutes so back to your hole.
Part 2: Picking the rhymes apart and taking a shot, on my page to read now.
* the second line is a double entendre,
a serious comment about Eminem and a sarcastic one about MGK, you know, cus rhyming beard and weird is amazing haa.
* Hair and safety clip on
* Just a tele, a telescope
* Initials - cus MGK initials but Eminem doesn't M&M
this for all guys dat be sneak dissin
you make it rain but with your dick pissin
bunch of gays doing dick kissin
mess with killers your heads missin
lying on the couch reminicin
dont speak just listen
these words like snakes hissin
I see you got expensive shoes,
But you couldn't pay someone to screw you.
You walk around all day thinking you're hot as fondu.
Yeah, you got cheese,
And you think that makes you an OG.
Well, let us just see.
Yeah, we'll put that to the test.
You think that you're the best,
But you ain't got enough to put together a mess
Of words to make me feel less
like a man. When I'm done, you're gonna guess
At where you went wrong
Because this is a fighting song.
This verse ain't short, it's long
Because I'm going to rip you apart like I did your mom
Last night with my massive...
I'm blasting through this battle.
I'm amassing nukes.
I'm everlasting, dude.
You ain't got what it takes to be passing, fool.
I'm a master, you
Are just a massive douche.
I'm gassing you.
You ain't gonna be able to pick it up before I come after you.
You'll feel like half a dude.
I've got a magic spool
Of yarn that keeps flowing
Like my words to make you realize I'm glowing
with power.
This is my hour.
I'm going to shower
You with disses like my granny waters a flower.
It's just gonna keep coming.
I'm running through and busting you
Like I'm cutting you and bussing through
I'm gonna be slapping you silly.
This ain't no willy nilly, speaking like a hill-billy.
"I ain't got nuttin 'a say"
What's wrong with your brain
You should have known it was a mistake
To go up against someone as messed up and insane
As me.
I'm king of the ring.
Your girl was a one night thing.
Just a quick fling.
Almost done now,
But before I dip I'm going to go to town
On you so that you make sure to stay off my ground.
Yeah, I'm going to make you bow down
With this final roast.
I don't mean to boast,
But you can't bring enough heat to toast
Me, let alone host
these competitions. But don't give it to me.
Once I'm done with the beat,
You better know I'm gone like a ghost.
I'm on the Friends with Benefits level with your sister.
Your cousin calls me her mister.
Yo auntie wants me to fist her.
And now your bestie told me she got blisters.
I told you I was gonna make you wish ya
Had never stepped to me.
I'm the best, ya see.
This battle had cost you and the next ain't free.
The fact is you rhyme
like a flatulent behind
and that’s me kind
you’re a waste of time
and time isn’t indication you climb
stuck same place is basically decline
So it’s something you got in to
but it’s not what all do
many have a little clue
others listen to you
cus unlike you they ain’t ignorant
don't believe they know every stunt
like you do in an instant
furthest back far from front
I think this your only way too shine
but you over complicate the rhymes
with the image of a fake fool
singing songs unrelatable
about experience you aint been through
speak of ways that ain’t in you
Talk of being true
who you
acting red when mister blue
smoking on the green zoot
hello delude a yellow belly you
for years a career no one hears
a know-it-all without a clue
couldn't find a flow looking at water in the ocean
face it you're hopeless you're no one
dopey desperate and groping
a legless antelope anti-sloping
a deadweight wearing jokes thin
Ha ha as the years go by
other settle for a normal life
they had more talent and are more wise
but of course the size of the competition demise
so you think you’re one of the better guys
though not heard by ears or seen by eyes
sending out signals don't reach satellites
your albums and singles never satisfy
your gift was a throw away couldn’t sell
maybe you should go into your shell
and go away
cus the telephone ain’t gonna ring
you won’t live the dream and know what it bring
you can try from every angle
but you are up against guitars dinging a triangle
It’s time to unplug the mic and abandon the band
cus you a man they don’t demand
quit the hobby you call a job
get a job and shut up your gob
Stormzy you aint the dogs Boris
you're just a rapper with a forest
and I promise honest son
the strongest grow an amazon
you're just a woodchuck not Norris
a man should woodchuck Boris
shouting chuck the government
undoubtedly just another chump
and it may seem very drastic
the geriatric made you plastic
because your stature factors
obtainable manufactured
that's factual
you ain't urban raw
more corporate tool.
why are you so frustrated
you made it now tagged to politics
marketing tricks get you rich
from hits you pitch to poor kids
urban representative unscented
do mentally subtracted
hoodie youths attract to this
political track diss
war the Tories with your poor peeps
they buy more your beats
talk about honesty
obvious marketing
tagged on to politics
masses see you exist
hear your hits and make you rich
you're like Tories
growing pockets fill
play poor need more
logics ill.
powerless to a long diss
like Austin Powers piss
grow your roughage
of awful I'm audacious
got pages to go all day Cuz
on your low brow go at BoJo
without mojo what a bozo
then label makers at the Guardian
the Labour paper for retarded men
report our nations a place
where racism takes place
I'll confront you straight to the face
you are racist mate works both ways
stupidity you're chatting
shouting victim
but the cause it happens
don't rally crews through false pretence
they harm and face sentence
justification accepts consequence
make sense bruv,
you gotta stage
you talk to these people
inciting them evil,
you're an idiot with it,
don't group and bigot
powers yours use it there will be unity,
I diss insult but end usefully
I write it down you do too
no race just paper me and you
*Cuz - cousin
BoJo - Boris Johnson
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He was ganger it was written on his forehead thick not in numbers or in letters
but in concentration sick he held some pennies in his hand and eye was hopeful
he was laying change on this old man but they seemed super glued to his right
hand he startled holiday surmise in me and started then to beg from me he said
eye need some beer and my friend over there he needs some gas it was not a
thing for this sober one to hear and then he compounded my surprise was
evidence supplied as eye surmised he was all alone you see his car had a driver
it was he just hisself he walked away only in charge now of his own personal
wealth and not of eye he was never ruling me Hey YOU Hay GANGER to my
surprise this time the spoken words was me YOU DISSED me was my answer
YOU disrespected me eye am a MAN almost shouting in my glee to finally stick it
to a thief he got some gas and drove away he needed nothing but just some
other sucker somewhere else upon the way less watchful of his pocket less
thankful for his wealth.
DISS
Love doesn’t exist without memories.
Pain doesn’t settle without a scar.
Emotions doesn’t survive without the heart.
Bleeding isn’t always Red.
My thoughts aren’t always pure.
My smile wasn’t always a mask.
Your words have always been vague.
My pants aren’t always open, yet I draw you in, for a premium comfort.
My hearing isn’t always for lies.
Lies that you sprout like blooming seeds.
I wanna shed all your feels from my body.
Carve those illuminating stare out of your balls.
Fill my overlapping thighs with grains of greens instead.
Let those oranges sink in, so you may never taste them again.
Float you through the thoughts of your own misery.
Leave you, just when the world is ending.
We Diss, Then Cancel
By: Miracle man
August 5, 2020
Do all run the risk of being canceled today,
Or is this an addition to millennial word play?
We take up a sign when thinking things offend,
we assassinate character and are too thin skinned.
Everything’s become racist in some person’s eye,
we think that protesting gets a slice of the pie.
Today some advocate, that past history, we delete,
curriculum without history is education incomplete.
Lacking veracity, we diss others when we can,
with hearts filled with hate for our fellow man.
Ecclesiastes 12:13
“Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.”
it's quite good actually
Jericho likes it -
but i'm struggling not to giggle
as i lie on the bed in the middle
of the night
my wife is not giggling
she is asleep
but i am certain i heard giggling
through the wall
yes, the neighbours are giggling
both of them
i look for the saw
because i want to join them
through the wall
and we can giggle together
it takes forty minutes
i'm through the wall
and the portal
leads me to the giggling
she's tickling the dermatologist
i look back through the excavation
i tiptoe back in
and i wake up my wife
and after twenty minutes she giggles with me -
until she sees the space in the wall
we stare at it from the bed
i burp loudly
what a time to be alive
You flip and flap like a flip flop
side with the side that is on top
but it’s ever changing like a tik tok
all you do is suck up like a lip lock
Always seeking out the route to glory
Being Right is the title of your story
never wrong as that shows you’re faulty
insecurities got you faking conformity
Warped perspective
and you’re a detective
reject subjective
progressive expert
no more exclusion
all out inclusion
we must collude in
now keep it cruising
it’s a new dawn
forget your choosing
we’re the same form
no more refusing
remove the stain
but I’m refusing
and I do warn
you won’t convert me
into this ordinary
lame deformity
worded normally
uniformly
as if numb is what I’d become
a uni one on a mono run
because god has made me
awkward baby
maybe crazy
but the brain ain’t lazy
abomination
no regulation
no rules were placed upon my creation
I’m free to speak
I’m weird unique
I’m beautiful
you’re miserable
Woke liberal
i felt the fist of my father
the push from my maw
I'm so different
here take a scan
definitely inhuman
voting for extinction
cause i've a feeling
i will still be standing
cause humanity i am out
reality pass me by
time just take what you need
one day i was never here
that is born in my dem
On you read
wonder where he will turn
i have nothing to fear
no humanity
behind me
only a chosen few at my side.
Man i like they way that went-my diss of all of you
Life - it is bigger on the inside
Written By: D. Collins 4/3/25
We are losing friends and losing them fast.
As far as trust goes, we’re running dead last.
We leave our allies hanging and citizens overseas.
Spend enormous resources focused on deportees.
Don’t get the impression America has your back.
You are “Diss-illusioned” if you believe that.
If you offer nothing to pad pockets of the rich.
You, and your country will likely get dissed.
There’re provocative tariffs and pensions bottoming out.
Everything nosedives when Trump opens his mouth.
We’re in a world of hurt that will only get worse.
After the recession let’s see if America’s First?
Over tech connected; drawn to a life infected'
The moot is now mute' bad is the fruit.)
War on lies.? Square root..'
Much belies.' I read divide..Divide.!
Up to the truths, full inversion.'
Hate will grow, to genocides full immersion.!