The illest diss track. Check the lyrics :

Cyrez Tha War Spawn- "Dance Wit Tha Devil"

If Lejin wanna be a legend, I'ma let em.
Cuz I'm a beat em in the head till I leave the n***a dead.
Never repeat what I said, I'm lethal with the lead.
This n***a think he sick, well I'ma be tha meds./
How you think you ill, you only diss nerds.
Ya boys hold you down cuz they know you be skerd.
I told you I'm lyrical, believe that's my word.
I let no herb do me dirt on my own turf./
Before I was ya favorite, now I'm whack?
What's this act, I thought you wanted me on a track.
You wanted that Spawn sound to go around
So tell all ya connects, but it's on now./
You say ya name ring bells around Paterson
But to me, you just another faggot kid who gonna catch javolin
In ya abdomen. Battle this, and you get
Shattered bitch, leave you outta it./
I punch lines in ya face like I'm in UFC.
But this no glove brawling, just you and me.
But lyrically, I'ma show you how to kill emcees.
And you know deep down inside, you still feeling me./
This ain't no weak battle, no flipping a coin.
I ain't Broken Needle, my flow stay on point.
I'll bust ya in ya shit, and leave ya wig split.
How you think you a boss, just a fucking misfit./
A Gay Bitch, Any Guy Blowing.
You got no skill, only whackness showing.
Ya A-gang get Fs when I'm schooling you.
I'm the dude on here who gonna show the fool in you./
How you say you barely thinking about Nitemare?
You not only did a track, but ya boy did too, aight then.
The proof is right there, even in ya writings.
Speaking bout ya self in 3rd person, oooooo, ya frightening./
I'm the one to drop ya ego, call me the eliminator.
Said you wasn't gonna battle, yet still you made it.
Only rapper I know who say noobs in ya tracks.
If a real street n***a heard, he'd say you whack./
You even have enough nerve to say Wyte fell off.
Just cuz he supplied a beat, so he was wrong?
That shows you a hater, cuz the situation.
The only time you bust shots when it's masterbation./
Sound bored as fuck on a beat, so it's you I defeat.
I'm a beast that's unleashed and kick you in the teeth.
After I drop this, go head and drop a 'warning'.
You spit some weak shit, yo n***a you corny./
When Nitemare dropped that diss, I know you felt it.
Put a eagle to ya dome like football helmet.
N***a be fronting like he got no flaws.
Clap the n***a up like a round of applause./
Standing novation, go head, n***as' waiting.
Drop track and see how fast I blast up ya station.
You got no flow, just another BN.
And at the end of the day, you'll just wanna be friends./
So don't pretend, cuz you can't offend.
On a scale from 1 to 20, you can't reach 10.
We stay on ya mind like a bad du-rag.
You say you wasn't trying, but we know you mad./
It's just an excuse you use to proove you good.
Like you diss white kids just to proove you hood
Stop acting, you ain't Scarface kid.
But I can leave mark so you can think you is./
Belittle ya brittle mind with riddled rhymes, ill with mine.
Still I shine, even when you fag n***as kill my time.
Like that bitch breeze, leave em gone with the wind.
Say you recognize real, how long you pretend?/
You siding with a biter, and non-writer.
A no flow kid who can't ride a snare.
And while I'm dissing ya, I might as well share,
That fuckin kid who speak like a bitch./
I'm beating ya shit, and leaving ya ripped.
Sepharic got snuffed, and his fans got pissed.
I've been doing for years, he still new to this.
Talkin bout a shotty? You still pull a switch./
Fuck an A gang, they gang bang on Breeze.
N***as think they sick just cuz they sneezed.
Breeze callin me a nazi, yet you still can't stop me.
You a one man label, and ya tracks mad sloppy./
Crushin all yo weak flows, the heat blows cuz we know
If it was you against us, we snuff yo peoples.
Cuz my peoples know no equal cuz we lethal.
We take aim and shoot with pace like the shit free throws./
Repent your sins, and get bent with heaven's blade.
I ain't afraid to make your day, just look this way.
Making visit short stays, with all different sword play.
I'm dancin on you kids, I can do this shit all day./
War spawns with swords drawn, and war gongs
With a force strong to prolong tha worst bombs.
Draw upon the lord's songs, and brought pause.
A lost cause is what you n***as fighting for./
I'm smitting gods for a higher cause, igniting floors.
Born in this battle field that took away ya moms.
Say I'm a Jedi cuz I'm ripping with the force.
I'm the sorta n***a who will leave you on the floor./
It's like this, fuck a Lejin and his legion.
Soon have him believing that he's a waste of semen.
This Puerto Rican leave you bleeding on the cement.
N***a a dork dissing kids on they Vents./
So now, let them reconsider who the most lyrical.
It be Cyrez, cuz my flow perpetual.
I'm a galaxy to ya n***as who are specticles to my level.
Quote Technique, 'Never Dance with the Devil....'/