Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

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  1. KennyNeverDies said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by Pro-Found View Post
    There's no one as Crazy as I am/ I'm something that came straight out the insane asylum/ tainted brain mind of it's own/ let's keep this one off the books/ nah **** it homie I'm off the hook I'll*hang you up like a dial tone/ you wanted a Pro I step on all grounds Kenny G stooped to a new low/ where's those Sumo bars/ you turned out to be more faggot than Bruno Mars/ even if you were Andre you couldn't amount to Giant form/ BackinBlack brought the heat back with his Fire Arms/ you couldn't shock a blow from him even if you were*Styrofoam/ you'll never have that caliber he drops thunder bombs/ even if you were Thor you couldn't steal his thunder so let the Storm pass/ the only way you'll ever find or feel that kinda of high is off my chloroform rag/ drag your body out to the neck of the woods/ tie you to down to a tree with a gag so you can starve and die alone/ We all just a pack of wild hungry wolfs/ Ima tare that *** out untill your just a pile of bones/ a waste of talent I know you want the a body bag again Damn where's Template to bag him now/ we can all agree to donate them bones to a real teacher ****ing karate class clown/ least you can actually teach in class now/ about anatomy but ya useless a test tube I crumble that glass jaw/ fragile worthless like a penny you'll never have first place not even a bronz/ and you probably couldn't even get ***** if you were the Fonz/ my imagination is*dark I see you as a lighter tone/ that's just my persona heavier than metal I don't want to have to put the pistol on ya/ harder than base in the club you softer than a*xylophone/ all bark and no bite I wanna hear what you actually sound like in a real battle/ or in the studio probably sound worst than Lionel Richie drugged out getting high*off Valium codein and Tylenol/ is that where you got your style from Getting high alone?/ Hell if that was the case KG that's funny as **** I'd buy your album/ Its time to get your mind blown like a tonka toy is to boy with down syndrome/ Ya probably still under your parents mind control/ numb it out dumb it down go crawl back inside the vagina you came from/ you'll never find a sinister mind a mind as my own/ or can you? because Kenny's my opposite a demon his evil psycho clone/ Im*playing spill the red*water again nothing to do wit red wine I'll step on you and turn you into crushed grapes/ all I wanna hear is face shut speechless as Duct Tape/ ya near downhill like vanilla Ices career I don't think you can sustain/ without those pills your taking the outcomes still probably still making you insane/ so out comes the demons and out come the the fangs/ aggravating like a wolf gang/ I got a crazy look in my eyes like I'm gonna kill somebody/*I treat rap like it was my second language like Mase did/ I got a 12 gauge shotty off the streets that I like to play with/ I call her tenacious/ your 1shot away from heaven and that shot is painless/ a little place I call paradise u call brainless/ so like I said it I'm going to pop ya brains/ so everybody can watch the confetti fly now/ you had everything to lose and nothing to gain are you ready to die now/
    Ate away by the haters, but see you could never be greater,
    Stop sucking up to others, why the **** are ya afraid-ta,
    Go toe-to-toe with them, if you ****ing think they the best,
    You aint got the ambition of an artist, they supposed to be a test,
    You try to form coalitions, its retarded, this must be addressed,
    How are you a gangster, when Pro was found wearing a dress?
    You're supposed to call out names in your rhymes to diss em,
    Not to give em your fanboy speeches and telling em you miss em,
    You couldn't make me speechless, barely a dot on my system,
    Can't even body me with 5 guys assistance,
    Probably cos you're too busy trying to get them in position,
    So you can be their little slave sex toy, that'll listen,
    To every **** bar they spit, write it down as a script,
    Take it to every ****ing record label, impressed as ****,
    Straight to Dre, Hopsin, Eminem, Xzibit,
    They'll say you're not in minimum boundaries, it won't be a hit,
    You have good bars, but no flow, you're steel trying,
    There's a difference giving up, and your mission defying,
    The natural order of the world we live and we die in,
    I have so much to gain from your death, like a Mayan,
    High priest, The world will be a better place with your death,
    Your bars aint worth mine, i'm wasting my breath.

    TaylorMaximus, Template, BnBm I want my victory unanymous,
    I don't want a shred of doubt, that falls outside my parameters,
    You other rappers simply watch, you can be the security cameras,
    To make this public execution, just a touch more glamorous,
    Maybe i'll rip a head or two off and feed you to the animals.
     
  2. _SBU said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by BackInBlack View Post
    I got my broom
    Check
    I got my pad and pen
    Check
    Hey you know what? I'm high as fuk right now... no... seriously I am
    And I'm a just see what happens...

    When I go to slappin....

    I'm slappin' and rappin'

    24 bars at large....

    Here we go... Ha! HA! HA!

    I'll slap ya lips off
    I'll slap ya clothes backwards like Kriss Kross
    So p1$$ off and get lost
    Cain't you see I'm jackin' my d1ck off? Hang around and get some lip gloss
    I went to college but all I learned was slappin' b1tches major
    So please don't make me activate a slap and active hater
    While I slap 'em I'm a rappin' captivator
    You can call me Captain Aggravator
    Wit a passion for grabbin' at the paper and I'll slap a traitor
    Till my hand blisters
    Slap you, ya brothers and sisters
    I slap clam fishers
    Even though I am one that's dam vicious
    Coz I'll fuk a pregnant b1ches sweetest spot til the fetus pops
    Then slap her venus box until she finishes the penis off
    I'll slap your Adidas off
    And keep slappin' till ya breathin' stops
    I'm slap happy
    I'll slap pappy
    If he act crappy and try to slap me
    I'm sure y'all know how that be
    Nobody's leavin' slap free and if they don't see great
    I'm a slap each face until they can't see straight
    I slap hoes that make me wait
    But most of all I slap muthafukkas that didn't have a V8

    Wait....
    Naw that last sh1t was wack
    I told y'all I'm high

    Let me try again here

    My words are like timebombs
    I'm explosive on any track I rhyme on
    And then I'm gone
    About to get my high on
    High as Zion and when I come back y'all can lick the frost off my boots
    Coz I'll smash any dam one y'all in the booth and that's the gospel truth
    I come from hostile roots
    And I don't even need to cobble proof like you aint gotta wonder if a cop'll shoot
    We were hostile youth and we didn't give a fuk
    I still don't in most ways I just had to switch it up
    I know what's pure and I know which is cut
    And I know how to cut these fishes guts
    So soon I'm a finish up and leave y'all in the aftermath
    I'm kinda anxious to see what y'all gonna do after that
    I limbered this b1tch up like an acrobat
    So y'all can go ahead and have it back

    Check these skills, we aint seen much of yours.
    You've "got a broom" so go clean up the flaws.
    Yeah you got a "pad and pen" but that's the end;
    You lack the depth, standard sense and stanza strength.
    Word.

    The texts presented...
    Notes gripped in closed fists but you get the message.
    ..Check it:

    If you try to "slap" this I'll return the fist..
    Severed, with a letter sayin 'learn to hit'.
    Or just come tear your heart out like a certain Miss.
    You murmur myths.. Backinblack; I churn abyss.

    Finished with the worthless scripts?
    That ain't even hurt a bit.
    Still you made the purpose fit;
    Your rhyme's not a "timebomb" just a nervous tick..

    Boom..?

    Those words were time bombs? Sure, why not?
    Slow enough blowin' up? Not on my watch.

    Sayin that you have to slap?
    I'll open palms and tap the sap.
    He's high and those ain't battle raps,
    Just the tree speakin' like gramoflanz.

    He's high and fallin' off; a bad "Acrobat".
    Not just any standard rat;
    If that adapts to the mythos of hiphop
    He's high on tree bringing disses like niddhog.

    Checked your style, ashamed to say I fathered it..
    That wasn't as advanced as this..
    Wanna see "a fetus pop" like the blast-assists.
    Kid..

    Ain't got a "V8" but seems my speed's great
    The way that I see the scene change these days.

    Said he's high five times.. it's a nice excuse;
    Might approve, but not got any substance it's just rhyme abuse.

    Damn you.. The fact's true..
    Could slap Back with cliches; that's mass-use.
     
  3. taylormaximus said:

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    Got a fire hose for
    Infected tonsils and wild ***'s/
    Till biten' throats yield same tones
    as forum pros battlin' flows
    Adapt or erode
    Gravel or gold
    Weeds still grow even after the garden has been sewn

    When will a medic diagnose?
    I'm goin comatose
    This sick prose gonna overdose,
    and die alone
    Maxs' 'script is fukin dope
    Max cyphers in cryptic code
    Max is high, at home

    Lookin out my fukin window
    A school bus is visible
    Meadow on the mountains
    Dragons attackin', civility lackin'
    breathin fire out there asses
    Aimed at school classes
    Like holocaust gasses, whole scene is tragic
    Grass clappin'
    Nostril sniffs an avalanche
    Neurons are snowed in
    like it's a habit
    I do it again
    And wonder is this worth the consequence...
    As eye twitches and hand clenches

    On the mountain that I'm sittin
    I'm contemplating how high up...
    I'm gettin.
    Sh!t looks different
    Elevation: Acid or deliverance
    Depends on addiction or religion
    Ocean depth: Maximus

    I'm an old soul, Titans trust
    I'm muhfukin Picasso,
    I eat lunch with the Pope of Rome
    Declare a pope in Constantinople
    On a crusade to the Holy land
    I brought my dope
    Then got stoned.

    Like Van Gough
    I paint a whole fukin lot
    So when I paint a whole fukin parkin lot the concept goes:

    Ambulances stopped: engine
    Phones cut off
    Medics panickin itchin
    Nurses crying, dyin, depression
    All the older gents consider anthrax a blessin
    Max the intelligent let that sh"t thru the air vent
    then went to visit cancer kids cuz he can, but no malevolence
    with gas masks latched to oxygen bags they sat all sad with acceptance
    Tmax knew what he had to do.
    Knotted tubes so no airflow could get through
    lectured them just like the dad they didn't have would do
    Whispered sweet something's til Kenny entered soon, no sound like a mute when Kenny tiptoed through the room
    Max using the ultimate attack: Kenny's computer was smashed with caveman tactics
    Kenny couldn't even reboot her with magic

    I'm viler than most and lastin
    Most have a vile boast and dam'ned flow
    And were the last pick on any list
    With a Hoover ego.

    Been practicin multis since two days ago
    Tie tongues into O's with simple syllables
    Then fuk that glory hole while her mouth isn't closed, I'm horny
    From forming a gory story, whole.
    Talk slowly or choke
    But talking slowly is boring
    Bich looks like "oh"
    Clever warning,
    max is learning better wording
     
  4. -AzNKyRo- said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by Levi Pruett View Post
    Ha I dnt know wat y'all thinking
    raps old timey Abraham Lincoln
    for me raps come easy
    I feel like two chains or wheezy
    U ain't getting no freebies
    Me I think y'all all freaking sleazy
    I'm rocking in my one man gang
    Yeah just doing my thing
    Y'all lucky that my raps over
    So pull out a freaking 4leaf clover
    Hey You Lookin' like a Cyclone hit you,
    **** it, you can take the mic home with you,
    how a Yellow kid gon' diss you.
    I be spittin' this **** wickedly,
    I'm pennin' **** Litterally,
    I be writing this **** with 12 bars they're dope,
    I really think that you should start using some soap. Lol
     
  5. -AzNKyRo- said:

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    Whats the Difference between us,
    We could start and the pen1s.
     
  6. -AzNKyRo- said:

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    Talk about Satan,
    Get yo *** kicked by a saint then,
    You became a stripper so that you could just pay rent,
    If you wanna spit instead just say it then,
    because I'm the one that's gonna,
    make you seek advice from wise men,
    I was warm for you and then,
    I ain't never gonna be the same again,
    If you see me spitting this sh1t wickedly,
    You better get your *** outta there quickly,
    Or I'm gonna pull out my big guns and verse you uncivilly,
    When I pull out my guns I'll pop a few rounds,
    smoke a few pounds,
    smoke a few towns,
    What's a ***** gotta do for respect,
    I dont know but his gotta keep his crew in check.
     
  7. taylormaximus said:

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    "Check these skills, we aint seen much of yours.
    You've "got a broom" so go clean up the flaws.
    Yeah you got a "pad and pen" but that's the end;
    You lack the depth, standard sense and stanza strength."

    You smell like a dead animal..
    And it looks like bnb wore camo
    I couldn't see any ammo from s
    Did he fire any? If so he didn't land many.
    I respect you less
    plenty of intelligent vets
    Yet this rap looked like prodigys next attemptin text
    What happened s?
    Your the reason I even attempted spitten disses
    You were da best at flippin scripts
    Now you waste thread
    And only flip your flops,
    When not eatin chips.
    Only gets out of bed cuz it hurts to hold piss


    Borrow bnbs broom and clean up your s@it,
    That dust on the keyboard? Start dustin it

    A fact you must find as hard as I...
    I couldn't even glance any further without rotting an eye
    sbu you goin blind?
    Where's your complex impactful lines

    A time long behind ya?
    Need I remind ya, you inspired a lot of writas
    **** buryin I'll cremate you alive, out of kindness
    It seems you already died...
    your rhymes are less than a biter
    Who bites your own design

    his stinking stanzas stank like carcasses left in humid weather
    he is a cross dresser
    It's apparent in the hoofs he tries to wear in any weather
    Wants to be a centaur but can't get his dik back from the freezer
    Doctor said it's a dogs favorite dessert
    So sorry an artificial will have to work?

    His other half acts like it had a stroke,
    Won't move unless for the remote
    Which half? Both..
    So how does he move?
    He don't

    horn hangs above stable stall
    Form sloppy, like he don't care about nothin
    Sbu is ready to be put to sleep
    Resignation you can see in lines from his jaw
    No chance for victory
    Not even if everyone else lost
    And he was left the only remaining
    This Pegasus couldn't fly again
    Even if gravity stopped

    Standard rat stands a chance
    against this jack*****?
    Do doubt about it: it's factual
    This unicorn is a mule with no tact or skill
    he used to possess an anvil,
    to craft verbs and kill
    A damsel would be found dead, head smashed, clothes stole
    handle from a broom marked the receipt as S' bill, and new wardrobe

    Flawless? Less flaws more involved
    Break a mandible off a mans face
    You wouldn't even leave a scar
    You used to make it look easy
    Now it's hard to look at ya at all
    without thinking of slaughtering
    You In your barnyard stall
    lol glad I'm not in your place
    Man oh myth
    This unicorns done lost his horn
    but is too gay to be a Pegasus
     
  8. taylormaximus said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by -AzNKyRo- View Post
    Hey You Lookin' like a Cyclone hit you,
    **** it, you can take the mic home with you,
    how a Yellow kid gon' diss you.
    I be spittin' this **** wickedly,
    I'm pennin' **** Litterally,
    I be writing this **** with 12 bars they're dope,
    I really think that you should start using some soap. Lol
    A cyclone hit me,
    i punched back and created a sea
    tsunami's worship me as a deity
    Took the mic home
    sung karaoke, and jacked off with dove soap
    til my eyes burned, dik shined
    showed racial proof im a white guy
    i scrubbed some more times
    til i was out of testorone
    and feelin satisfied

    but still had a bone
    to pick. You spit wicked?
    sure in a halloween outfit
    dressed like a witch
    spittin' dribble, or curses?
    a retard that forgot he was 27
    thought he was six
    bro come on
    give the candy back to them little kids

    you yella belly bich,
    sideways vagina, slanty eyed
    and only allowed one kid
    shut up and keep makin my products
    you asian communist

    look a yella kid got dissed,
    called asian and made fun
    of for the limit on kids
    Idk if you asian but i sure hope you is

    Write a litteral letter to your family members
    describe to them America
    Racist sinners, pro spenders
    fast cars, an movie flics

    Along with *****holes
    that dont give 2 shits about feelins'
    that chinamen could have?
    That needs provin'
    to bad.
    I have proof of resentment
    so get back to doin' ya committment
    or ill ship ya to ethiopa and starve ya with fluids
    i pissed for your benefit

    Lay my fukin train tracks
    ill lay your girls *** in the grass
    and while i bang her back end
    youll bring me coke
    and tell her she's glad
    so act it, scream in an accent
    when max is done with contact
    change her name...
    I have a hard time rememberin' loud bangs
    like is she a human?
    no she a crewman
    and she better know who she doin'
     
  9. alvicopopple said:

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    Dude Is Dis Ur Rap/step Back/fashion Kid Wit A Cap/so Boy Give Me A Tap
     
  10. taylormaximus said:

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    Die loser scum
    give back your fathers cum
    you unwanted bum
    you can sniff mine
    bet it smells better than your home
    after cleanin time
    how do you pronounce your name again?
    sounds Mexican
    so ill sacrifice you in Mayan style
    like an indian
    sick of white men
    oh sit im white
    sometimes I forget when i
    write, hype lines
    stereotypes,
    kinda like when a black guy rhymes
    i would cause stereos to type
    like dam max he does it just right
    for the simple mind
    im gods design
    when i write
    text are defined for higherminds
    for enlightenment is simple for
    the analytic mental
    all these half attempts
    drivin me over a bridge
    that was sarcastic suspense
    sorry i had to explain; for the idiots
    im gettin hostile, i wanna kill somethin
    and i never got to finish my vodka
    as i bust a nut in couplets
    im wacka then a saggin' cracker
    i do more crack than an average packet
    i like saltines im a mean addict
    butter them biscuits bich
    Kenny take notes
    this is what ramblin is
    you pathetic medic you a dumb kid
    youll never get your license
    cuz you couldn't diagnose a poem
    if it was sick
    ill smack you like algebra did
    when your calculator was stolen
    slice your insides, feed you your colon
    i was curious on whats the inside
    when stomach was opened
    looks like a good place to hide, im hopin
     
  11. KennyNeverDies said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by taylormaximus View Post
    Got a fire hose for
    Infected tonsils and wild ***'s/
    Till biten' throats yield same tones
    as forum pros battlin' flows
    Adapt or erode
    Gravel or gold
    Weeds still grow even after the garden has been sewn

    When will a medic diagnose?
    I'm goin comatose
    This sick prose gonna overdose,
    and die alone
    Maxs' 'script is fukin dope
    Max cyphers in cryptic code
    Max is high, at home

    Lookin out my fukin window
    A school bus is visible
    Meadow on the mountains
    Dragons attackin', civility lackin'
    breathin fire out there asses
    Aimed at school classes
    Like holocaust gasses, whole scene is tragic
    Grass clappin'
    Nostril sniffs an avalanche
    Neurons are snowed in
    like it's a habit
    I do it again
    And wonder is this worth the consequence...
    As eye twitches and hand clenches

    On the mountain that I'm sittin
    I'm contemplating how high up...
    I'm gettin.
    Sh!t looks different
    Elevation: Acid or deliverance
    Depends on addiction or religion
    Ocean depth: Maximus

    I'm an old soul, Titans trust
    I'm muhfukin Picasso,
    I eat lunch with the Pope of Rome
    Declare a pope in Constantinople
    On a crusade to the Holy land
    I brought my dope
    Then got stoned.

    Like Van Gough
    I paint a whole fukin lot
    So when I paint a whole fukin parkin lot the concept goes:

    Ambulances stopped: engine
    Phones cut off
    Medics panickin itchin
    Nurses crying, dyin, depression
    All the older gents consider anthrax a blessin
    Max the intelligent let that sh"t thru the air vent
    then went to visit cancer kids cuz he can, but no malevolence
    with gas masks latched to oxygen bags they sat all sad with acceptance
    Tmax knew what he had to do.
    Knotted tubes so no airflow could get through
    lectured them just like the dad they didn't have would do
    Whispered sweet something's til Kenny entered soon, no sound like a mute when Kenny tiptoed through the room
    Max using the ultimate attack: Kenny's computer was smashed with caveman tactics
    Kenny couldn't even reboot her with magic

    I'm viler than most and lastin
    Most have a vile boast and dam'ned flow
    And were the last pick on any list
    With a Hoover ego.

    Been practicin multis since two days ago
    Tie tongues into O's with simple syllables
    Then fuk that glory hole while her mouth isn't closed, I'm horny
    From forming a gory story, whole.
    Talk slowly or choke
    But talking slowly is boring
    Bich looks like "oh"
    Clever warning,
    max is learning better wording
    I don't write to burn you alive, anymore,
    I'm tryna ressurect the strong you, Lord Voldermort,
    Like your bars are truthfully getting wacker,
    I preferred you pretending you was a gun clapper,
    Than you being my worst student, the class clown, the slacker.
    Stan two when it comes to SBU,
    And don't worry I see you, Tryna come back in,
    Stir up ****, and some here'll envy you,
    Dont **** with me online, i live in NE2,
    "Tmax knew what he had to"
    B1tch please you have so many names for yourself,
    you're getting confused.
    You're too young to be having an identity crisis,
    You're too old for me to able to bully you like this,
    So I'm sending you to the monster like i'm King Minus,
    You can't be on this throne, you're lines are minor,
    Sounds like the ramblings of an on a lunch break miner,
    Don't compete with the level of Krept and Konan, Kuniva,
    Why the **** do you even spit? Its a waste of saliva,
    Submandibular glands, must be one-of-a-kind-ta,
    Be able to put up with the **** you spit,
    Top off the dome better than the **** you write,
    Maybe i can help you, give you a starter kit,
    So you can go back, maybe try to start again?
    Actually no just leave, no new tricks up your sleeve,
    You can be my slave, for lunch i want chicken mushroom kiev,
    Its cute you been hustling, practicing multis,
    Its a shame now you're back to cutting this poultry, for me,
    How about you use your words to make an interesting story?

    Here's an example, i'm a teacher, i'll help you,
    Max is back with a new dish on the menu,
    Max is begging his boss, they're increasing my rent-you-
    Wouldn't be able to give me a payrise would you?
    Kenny looks at the broken shell in front of him disgusted,
    Where's the ambition gone? Has that little skill you had rusted?
    Here's a sock I release you, you're a free elf now,
    Stop making wack bars, you don't need to be that clown,
    Its sad to see, cos part of me is stopping me,
    Telling you to improve, is adding a factor of risk in the monopoly,
    I current hold in this scene, But i wanna win properly,
    I wanna beat the best at their best, so there's noone in front of me,

    So i can lay an onslaught of eternal demolition,
    Verbal slaughter time its vicious,
    These little *****es getting sent back to do the dishes,
    If you havent been acknowledged by me already,
    You don't have to worry you're safe in your sleep from Kenny,
    Claws crafted from the devils forge, Imitating of the style of Freddy,
    Krueger, Verbal perception on a level where you got choose the,
    Meaning of the bars you see, cos this level was never meant to be,
    Reached, by a mortal, it's good i never die,
    Not even from falling angel statues in the sky (yageddit?),
    I'm the closest thing to a god, that god would even let live,
    Claws of a t-rex, arms of Lebron james, every benefit,
    To help me survive, thrive, grow, claim this Earth as my own,
    While Tmax is in his bedroom, furiously masturbating alone,
    I'm a medic who's curiously penetrating his mum with a stone.
     
  12. -AzNKyRo- said:

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    artistic,
    Wiping my *** on a canvas
    You Better Get Back on your cactus,
    prick,
    My rhymes are sick,
    You Be stuck sucking sheep d1ck,
    I'm a Badass,
    I stole the Devils Walking stick,
    Sometimes you ask your self "Why I gotta be such a salty ****",
    While I'm Rolling up a blunt,
    and your having a sprunt,
    Having the time of your life,
    and in the background someone stabs you with a knife,
    and you just be like "oh **** , Im in strife"
    While the thick of the knife is stuck inside of you,
    and I'm In line to get a new shampoo,
    and I got my pen and pad,
    I'm turning the page,
    covering the page,
    doing it over the drum and the bass,
    shaping the clay,
    paving the way,
    true is the blood that runs in my veins,
    outta my way,
    I'm outta my cage,
    I'm Running away and becoming amazed,
    some of the pain,
    summon the pain,
    Tru is my blood filled with cocaine.
     
  13. taylormaximus said:

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    Fuk your comparison..stan?
    Kenny can die
    im the only one ta flex this depth,
    like im scuba divin' with fishin' lines
    hooked like an addiction,
    cypherin' dope prose? Fulfillin'
    like this medic isn't

    wants equal competition? so do I
    where to get it? Ive done already tried
    shouldve made your first mission ta get alvicopopple
    he don't reply
    instead you write magic rhymes?
    im an immortal, tho Kenny never dies.

    You muggle up rap
    compounds are muddled
    like deep mud I got stuck
    trying to unjumble
    no luck, Kenny sucks
    so I sat in wonder
    compliment or subtle diss?
    Kennys to retarded to think before writin' it

    Blame his pedigree, he been hidin' it
    Riddled with bad blood
    Kenny copyrighted
    Rowlin' with the references
    How to make a horcrux?
    First you need ta have a soul left
    Make sure its Kenny dyin'....

    Kenny the identity crisis...
    are you king midas?
    Who do I address as I write this?
    fuk it Kenny aint worth tryin'
    when he tryin' to try again
    dissed himself..
    hes a medic so he's helpin' max
    Like expected.

    Are you Oedipus?
    explains the rex reference
    I am not curious as to where the stones placement
    in your own mum... sounds invasive
    like my privacy you..invaded
    If im in my own room, mad at my bone
    doing what I do when im alone...
    how did you know what I was doin...?
    I don't wanna know....
    Last edited by taylormaximus; 05-18-2015 at 07:53 AM. Reason: errors duh
     
  14. KennyNeverDies said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by taylormaximus View Post
    Fuk your comparison..stan?
    Kenny can die
    im the only one ta flex this depth,
    like im scuba divin' with fishin' lines
    hooked like an addiction,
    cypherin' dope prose? Fulfillin'
    like this medic isn't

    wants equal competition? so do I
    where to get it? Ive done already tried
    shouldve made your first mission ta get alvicopopple
    he don't reply
    instead you write magic rhymes?
    im an immortal, tho Kenny never dies.

    You muggle up rap
    compounds are muddled
    like deep mud I got stuck
    trying to unjumble
    no luck, Kenny sucks
    so I sat in wonder
    compliment or subtle diss?
    Kennys to retarded to think before writin' it

    Blame his pedigree, he been hidin' it
    Riddled with bad blood
    Kenny copyrighted
    Rowlin' with the references
    How to make a horcrux?
    First you need ta have a soul left
    Make sure its Kenny dyin'....

    Kenny the identity crisis...
    are you king midas?
    Who do I address as I write this?
    fuk it Kenny aint worth tryin'
    when he tryin' to try again
    dissed himself..
    hes a medic so he's helpin' max
    Like expected.

    Are you Oedipus?
    explains the rex reference
    I am not curious as to where the stones placement
    in your own mum... sounds invasive
    like my privacy you..invaded
    If im in my own room, mad at my bone
    doing what I do when im alone...
    how did you know what I was doin...?
    I don't wanna know....
    Satan lines worked, I've ignited the flames up under your as$,
    A true artist, respects an opponent even if their not in the same class,
    That Minas flip was dope, you literally had me dangling on the rope,
    But then it anti-climaxed, the b1tch in you had to let me go,
    I appeal to the select few, To bring me down to Earth you need the right fuse,
    Need to be a lyricist, that can also write ballads, and haikus,
    Thats the only way to defeat me,think about it if i lose,
    People in the forum'll get upset and they'll find you,
    Drag you out kicking and screaming,
    Kenny never dies cos i've got the soul of a demon,
    Torturing your hernial orifices, don't you dare think about leaving,
    I ain't gonna stop the torture, when you stop breathing,
    Put you in recovery position punch a hole through your heart, stick-my-keys-in,
    You'll pay off my uni bills, cos i need the p's in,
    Call you Chamberlain, the way you be appeasing,
    Get an angel-in, still don't have a chance of defeating,me,

    For too long, this little b1tch been crying about me,
    421, The complex i'm inviting you to the scene, of
    41 murders, all carried out by me,
    Thought he won, But now its a good idea to flee,
    What's he done, showing off against basic schemes,
    Story none, bars on negatives,
    Thinks he got the artistic impact of pride and prejudice,
    But your pride and prejudice, led to you being slipped sedatives,
    Waking up in a bath of blood, from your own relatives,
    Finally getting me, my bars are relative,
    I build your hopes for equality, let you think your my nemesis,
    But you're just that spotty teenager, that no girl will ever kiss.
    Last edited by KennyNeverDies; 05-18-2015 at 01:08 PM. Reason: **** editing
     
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    Supernovas and black holes must've collided
    Cuz super-flows and Black's soul is no longer united

    Once provided, light for uninvited outsiders
    To be guided, now that same light
    been divided, and stepped on
    wrecked on
    Gassed out, empty Shells and no Chevron
    Is he rapping, or attempted singing: Zac Efron,
    In high school musical
    Your high fool? So what, your body's low in a funeral
    Pharmaceuticals couldn't reduce your innumerable

    Fluctuating chemical imbalances
    Lacks dopamine (dope schemes) in the hypothalamus
    Blasphemous raps from an average analysis
    As blasphemous as Kenny claiming he's blastin caps with savage callousness
    I'm authentic, no need for gun bars
    My gun does the talking, competitors run far

    This how you smoothly soothe G's minds while they sippin
    your poetic smoothie, dude is too groovy
    Move B,
    You fell from my top 3, down to a white-girl groupie
    _S ain't much harder either, goofy
    _S is blessed 'Mack didnt enter this movie
    Last rap he got ate raw, sushi

    I'm finna stab a throat
    In the middle while I grab a coke
    Laugh at my mentors while they have a choke
    Bastards get a left jab or stroke
    I'm Ali in the back of the ropes
    Hay-makers make Mayweather's record gladly revoked
    My hooks and weaves, leave audience dazzled
    Boxer boxes up washed out rappers in gravel
    Send the package to their mother, i did it with my hands in shackles

    Yes I'm behind bars but yall are behind in bars
    I rewind all of your lines, hoping it'll hit me hard
    And it does hit me hard...like a pillow ripped and scarred
    Flip Scripts? I flip planets then take a sh;t in Mars

    The Wordsmith's words are blurred and sh;t
    Futuristic Kydz will look back at Black and say "never heard of it".
    He came back as wack as a purposeless Copernicus
    With no new invention, just venting his worthlessness
    Nervousness causing merciless murderous rap racing turbulence


    F3ck off your soft, I'm the new Pilot
    Open your eyelids, take a look at your rap, then come back when you re-style it
    Last edited by Template; 05-18-2015 at 01:43 PM.
     
  16. taylormaximus said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by Template View Post
    Supernovas and black holes must've collided
    Cuz super-flows and Black's soul is no longer united

    Once provided, light for uninvited outsiders
    To be guided, now that same light
    been divided, and stepped on
    wrecked on
    Gassed out, empty Shells and no Chevron
    Is he rapping, or attempted singing: Zac Efron,
    In high school musical
    Your high fool? So what, your body's low in a funeral
    Pharmaceuticals couldn't reduce your innumerable

    Fluctuating chemical imbalances
    Lacks dopamine (dope schemes) in the hypothalamus
    Blasphemous raps from an average analysis
    As blasphemous as Kenny claiming he's blastin caps with savage callousness
    I'm authentic, no need for gun bars
    My gun does the talking, competitors run far

    This how you smoothly soothe G's minds while they sippin
    your poetic smoothie, dude is too groovy
    Move B,
    You fell from my top 3, down to a white-girl groupie
    _S ain't much harder either, goofy
    _S is blessed 'Mack didnt enter this movie
    Last rap he got ate raw, sushi

    I'm finna stab a throat
    In the middle while I grab a coke
    Laugh at my mentors while they have a choke
    Bastards get a left jab or stroke
    I'm Ali in the back of the ropes
    Hay-makers make Mayweather's record gladly revoked
    My hooks and weaves, leave audience dazzled
    Boxer boxes up washed out rappers in gravel
    Send the package to their mother, i did it with my hands in shackles

    Yes I'm behind bars but yall are behind in bars
    I rewind all of your lines, hoping it'll hit me hard
    And it does hit me hard...like a pillow ripped and scarred
    Flip Scripts? I flip planets then take a sh;t in Mars

    The Wordsmith's words are blurred and sh;t
    Futuristic Kydz will look back at Black and say "never heard of it".
    He came back as wack as a purposeless Copernicus
    With no new invention, just venting his worthlessness
    Nervousness causing merciless murderous rap racing turbulence


    F3ck off your soft, I'm the new Pilot
    Open your eyelids, take a look at your rap, then come back when you re-style it
    Dopeness
     
  17. KennyNeverDies said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by Template View Post
    Supernovas and black holes must've collided
    Cuz super-flows and Black's soul is no longer united

    Once provided, light for uninvited outsiders
    To be guided, now that same light
    been divided, and stepped on
    wrecked on
    Gassed out, empty Shells and no Chevron
    Is he rapping, or attempted singing: Zac Efron,
    In high school musical
    Your high fool? So what, your body's low in a funeral
    Pharmaceuticals couldn't reduce your innumerable

    Fluctuating chemical imbalances
    Lacks dopamine (dope schemes) in the hypothalamus
    Blasphemous raps from an average analysis
    As blasphemous as Kenny claiming he's blastin caps with savage callousness
    I'm authentic, no need for gun bars
    My gun does the talking, competitors run far

    This how you smoothly soothe G's minds while they sippin
    your poetic smoothie, dude is too groovy
    Move B,
    You fell from my top 3, down to a white-girl groupie
    _S ain't much harder either, goofy
    _S is blessed 'Mack didnt enter this movie
    Last rap he got ate raw, sushi

    I'm finna stab a throat
    In the middle while I grab a coke
    Laugh at my mentors while they have a choke
    Bastards get a left jab or stroke
    I'm Ali in the back of the ropes
    Hay-makers make Mayweather's record gladly revoked
    My hooks and weaves, leave audience dazzled
    Boxer boxes up washed out rappers in gravel
    Send the package to their mother, i did it with my hands in shackles

    Yes I'm behind bars but yall are behind in bars
    I rewind all of your lines, hoping it'll hit me hard
    And it does hit me hard...like a pillow ripped and scarred
    Flip Scripts? I flip planets then take a sh;t in Mars

    The Wordsmith's words are blurred and sh;t
    Futuristic Kydz will look back at Black and say "never heard of it".
    He came back as wack as a purposeless Copernicus
    With no new invention, just venting his worthlessness
    Nervousness causing merciless murderous rap racing turbulence


    F3ck off your soft, I'm the new Pilot
    Open your eyelids, take a look at your rap, then come back when you re-style it
    Dopest verse i've seen a competitor bringing,
    Sympathetic NS got the adrenaline kicking,
    HPT axis activated, Immunological response is aggrevated,
    Fight or flight, I can't run, Testosterone been elevated,
    I've annihilated many, You went and took the pie and ate it,
    Converted Jews into muslims, dropping bombs to get em praying,
    This is a verse on too high a calibre to play in,
    Time to rip these pricks arms and see him flailing,
    I put a challenge out for you all to improve,
    Didn't think words were so powerful, but this shits the proof,
    I can indoctrinate the masses, Sit up high in my palace,
    But that doesn't mean i can afford to be callous,
    Simple daily regiments, to announciate the eloquence,
    Need to slow this **** down, take some verbal ketamins,
    So people can formulate in their brains the s*it i'm spitting,
    Damaging then healing, administering penicillin,
    To the villain, just so he can be a sideman like Krillin?
    I wanna see his repsonse, if he can cope with the grilling,
    So i can left him right up down A, and finish him.

    B1tch why you addressing Black? Haven't you heard yet?
    Orange is the new Black, so this is the merger,
    Between a cartoon character and the clothes that he wears,
    Dropping bombs so you can find me, A lyrical flare.
     
  18. taylormaximus said:

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    all y'all is are high men
    ill bust y'all like hymens
    im a lion, with pride in his den
    a whole crew ill slaughter with my violent pen
    run faster than an african after ya chickens

    ramble like kenny when writin' an openin'
    laugh like a hyena when foes try maximus
    they just hopin max isnt who wrote his

    im just lackin' intent at the moment
    template washed away with the old script
    left nothin for max to slaughter them with
    for now just leave myself as an open target
    come get a hit
    make it easy heres a bonus

    ima bich caint rap for sh!t
    i cry after takin a ****
    i dont wanna flush,
    its like my kid

    i need medicine or somethin' just as potent
    do you have any idea how bloated my boastin' is
    im just an average ken, barbies my fukin bich
    sometimes i hope i make sense
    since i cant seem to make a cent off the government

    fuk benifits ill live with out em
    develop my own track then skip half of em
    im sick, vomited on my pad
    then called it rap and posted fast
    so thanks for lookin' past my past
    but im proud where i was at

    now im justa cruisin cab
    losin' cash, boosin past my usual
    liver gonna last?
    probably not its cashed like my brutal tact
    donor list? top of that is where my name is
    im brainless

    someone attack that has not
    been battlin' the same loggins
    since i logged on
    im starvin' for some peons
     
  19. KennyNeverDies said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by taylormaximus View Post
    all y'all is are high men
    ill bust y'all like hymens
    im a lion, with pride in his den
    a whole crew ill slaughter with my violent pen
    run faster than an african after ya chickens

    ramble like kenny when writin' an openin'
    laugh like a hyena when foes try maximus
    they just hopin max isnt who wrote his

    im just lackin' intent at the moment
    template washed away with the old script
    left nothin for max to slaughter them with
    for now just leave myself as an open target
    come get a hit
    make it easy heres a bonus

    ima bich caint rap for sh!t
    i cry after takin a ****
    i dont wanna flush,
    its like my kid

    i need medicine or somethin' just as potent
    do you have any idea how bloated my boastin' is
    im just an average ken, barbies my fukin bich
    sometimes i hope i make sense
    since i cant seem to make a cent off the government

    fuk benifits ill live with out em
    develop my own track then skip half of em
    im sick, vomited on my pad
    then called it rap and posted fast
    so thanks for lookin' past my past
    but im proud where i was at

    now im justa cruisin cab
    losin' cash, boosin past my usual
    liver gonna last?
    probably not its cashed like my brutal tact
    donor list? top of that is where my name is
    im brainless

    someone attack that has not
    been battlin' the same loggins
    since i logged on
    im starvin' for some peons
    You tried rhyming chicken with violent pen,
    Max i need to refer you over to psychiatry again,
    Cos you keep thinking you the best, then coming with wack bars,
    You're confused, in the church, screaming ALLAHU AKBHAR,
    Only time you rapping circles, putting your scarf over your face,
    You a terrorist wannabe, you think you ISIS?
    ***** you as powerful with words as Vanilla Ice Is.
    I split apart any bonds you made, hydrolysis,
    You can disrepect but you can't script them like this,
    I watch you while you sleeping, scoped in, i can see you cry tears,
    You whisper when you talk, cos you're scared that i'll hear,
    Taylor, Max, TMax, I can smell fear,
    I see through your bars, they ain't steel its clear,
    You think you a gangsta, but still it's clear,
    Max composes inferior despotic lines cos he acknowledges his lack of career.
     
  20. taylormaximus said:

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    Kenny rhymes isis with vanilla ice and is
    a violent pen spelt chicken, who's more creative
    in this sense?
    words from a medic with no license
    I wont listen. id rather listen to ISIS terrorist torturin'
    with vanilla ices' hymns
    fuk with it im a vanilla terrorist, icin' with homonyms

    yet he's a chemist when he hydrolysis with his bf
    only experimentin'
    he claims, but its obvious from how fast he's quick
    to compliment men for bruisin' his brain
    keeps a dictionary within reach
    to use after every 4 syllable word he reads
    kennys lame, not a loser
    just handicapped
    his cerebellum broke in half
    unevenly cracked, now he raps
    with no tact

    gotta laugh, template used more healthcare terms
    than Kenny does on his midterms

    id write more, but out of kindness ill sign this as a goodbye
    stop replyin' you germ, parasite
    one die I do hope you die