Diss the battler above you in the forum with one bar—the bar must somehow rhyme with the diss-bar above it. Since there's 6 active people, you can go repeatedly until death.
I'll start:
Dust is a mile high in the center—from where I'll leave this thug in, once my rhymes inhibit lectures. Bottoms Up. Butt go 'head, hide behind bars amidst the desert. This ain't Ol' Western, I'm enjoying diets of ancient emperors—got you seeing the only time Pugz smiling to hit the shelter.
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