#8. Talking To You - Diss to Ruggedman(2005)
"You got intellect myopia/ so when I diss a baba,its not Ethiopia/
#7. Back Down - Diss to Ja rule (2003)
"I'm back in the game, shorty, to rule and conquer/You sing for hoes and sound like the Cookie Monster." - 50 cent
#6. Take Over - Diss to Nas (2001)
"Four albums in 10 years nigga? I could divide/That's one every, let's say, two/Two of them sh*ts was doo/One was naahhh , the other was Illmatic /That's a one-hot-album-every-10-year average." - Jay Z
#5. Hit 'em Up - Diss to Biggie(1996)
"That's why I f***ed your b*t*h, you fat motherf**ker." - 2pac
#4.Nail In The Coffin - Diss to Benzino(2002)
"What you know about being bullied over half your life/Oh that's right/You should know what that's like/You're half white."
#3. 2nd Round K.O. - Diss to LL Cool J (1998)
"Mad at me cause I kick that sh*t real niggas feel/While 99 percent of your fans wear high heels." - Canibus
#2. No Vaseline - Diss to NWA (1991)
"It's a case of divide and conquer/'Cause you let a Jew break up my crew." - Ice Cube
#1. Ether - Diss to Jay Z (2001)
"Eminem murdered you on your own sh¡t/You's a d¡ckridin' gay/You love the attention." - Nas

ur heart beat sound lyk sasquatch feet,thundering shakn d concrete..notorious big_who shot ya

Nas Ether the whole song. That song is the boob. Nas should have gotten an Oscar for it


A lot will be from Ether

1 You seem to be only concerned with dissing women
Were you abused as a child, scared to smile, they called you ugly? (Song Ether)

2 Rockefeller died of AIDS, that was the end of his chapter
And that's the guy y'all chose to name your company after?
Put it together, I rock hoes, y'all rock fellas (song ether)

3 Foxy got you hot 'cause you kept your face in her puss
What you think, you getting girls now 'cause of your looks?
Ne-gro please I just luv this song. best dis song ever (Song ether)

4 That's why I bleeped yo' bitch, you fat motherfucker (Song hit em up)

5 You claim to be a player but I bleeped your wife (Song hit em up)

6 Cut the comparisons, I’m in the legendary lane
Fighting for ya spot, y’all please, I’m solidified
With my hands tied, you couldn’t beat me if you bitches tried (song black friday)

7 Either you high, or sipping that sh-t Wayne on. (song black friday)

8 Is this the thanks that I get for puttin' you bitches on?Is it my fault that all of you bitches gone?Shoulda sent a thank you note, you little hoNow I'ma wrap your coffin with a bow (Roman's revenge)

Impressive I must say.

Idi amin's verse on 'hit em up'

'Ur Softer than alize' mixed with a chaser/Idi amin aproach the scene o' the caper'

Fat joe's 'my fofo' diss to 50cent

'I see M.J in the hood more than Curtis'

''Em u claim ur mothers a crack head and kim's a known slut so whats hailey gonna be when she grows up?'' Ja rule: loose change dissing eminem, 50 cent, dr. dre and lil mo

Mmm
Now let's get down to business, bitches
Cause it seems like y'all just keep on tryin to diss this
Nigga that you know that's been down for years
I've clowned for years, and y'all could never fade my peers
One two three four five six seven
Nine, ten, Eiht you can't win
Cause all the way around nigga I gets respect
and youse a nigga that can't even get no props in your set
Tragniew Park you say huh
Wanna be rippin, but now it's time to do some set trippin
So listen close, cause I don't want y'all to miss
That I'm bout to break it down for this bitch, check it
Acacia, Poplar Maple Spruce Cedar Elm
Westside trees sprayin all the fleas
that's from the three and four hundred block P-Funk riders
(So niggaz watch yo' ass at that center divider) [gun blast]
Now Aaron Tyler, tell my why you seem so tame
When I caught you at the airport, shakin like a crap game
You looked up and you seen my niggaz comin
And you looked like your bitch ass was bout to start runnin
But all I wanted to do was kick a little coversation (yo whatup)
And see if we can fix this little situation
But would I Bleep you up was what you wondered
Yeah, that's probably why you changed your little pager number (punk ass)
But bitches like you don't grow
You can't even look me in my eye, let alone go toe to toe
And callin me skinny, youse a clown
I'ma call you Theo, cause you weigh ninety-two point three pounds
Wack ass actor, movie script killer
Fool don't you know, Quik is still the nigga
Compton psycho, boy you oughta quit
Your records don't hit, and bitches don't jock your shit
You need to stay down you Compton clown
and get off of the nuts of the niggaz with guts
Because I'm down with the Trees, I'm down with Death Row
I'm down with Black Tone, and I'm down with the fo'
So when we cross paths and I hope that's soon
I'ma boot your motherfuckin ass to the moon
You need to quit bangin under false pretense
Cause if don't make dollars, it don't make sense