Official Battle Thread.

The atheist spittin' about Moses ? Listen, if u didn't notice,
I run it here, didn't u know this ? I'm like hocus pocus
and words become a verse, determent to be the first
The worst opponent, I'm so deterrent it hurts

So much air in my lungs, if I'd whistle, it'd kill Guns
Multi's & puns just for fun, score lyrical homeruns
U talk shxt as if I'mma quit this 'cuz u consider urself the sickest ?
U can't get it written like this 'cuz I'm the illest, I kill this

What the ? On top of me and your weapon on my neck ?
That's self mockery see, I'm already gettin' ya upset
Only shxt bleedin' is your ears, 'cuz I bang in 'em all day
I strongly feel the need to be rappin' you a way

Pave the road on paper, my rap basis is parquet
Yours is plain laminate, aimless & just horseplay
What venom ? I'm phenomenal to you, shxt I earn an emblem
For not gettin' poisoned, this is how I do, welcome to Belgium

Damn that's crazy you remembered that I'm Atheist haha. But, I don't have to believe it happened because a greater population of the world does, so that would just show that I don't think I did a great job with my verse while the majority of the world would like to think I tore it up. = )

You claim to be like magic because you don't exist
After I'm done droppin this line you will cease to persist
Your the worst opponent because you are steppin up to the best
Ill eat you up just like the rest I spit a rap while you spit a jest

You use bombastic words so you can deter me from coming back
These events are traumatic I have launched on you a numbing attack
Only thing Phenomenal is that you are still trying to win
The scheme you use is too banal for **** and now your chagrined

Can't be upset I'm too chill I create wordly offsets
Your esteem is still unset Starting to feel some regret
I am death and then life is my little sister
Crush your chest remove your breath **** your world like a C5 twister

Starting a war with me was like paying for your own funeral
My flow enters your head and crushes the bone to **** your cerebral
Slowly bursting your veins crazy shot that gradually pierces your skin
You welcome me to Belgium but I'm already taken over So welcome to what is actually Berlin.

Yeah, but if I had called you out on in it in a battle, it would have put me ahead. Turning peoples words against them is a minus one for them and a plus one for you haha.

But it isn't against me...

I'm saying, if I had said what I said in a rap, about how your essentially saying You would never tear him up, it would twist your words against you. But anywaysss haha

But she doesn't actually believe in Hocus Pocus magic, hence making her line also useless. I can refer to general masses and still get my point through..

Alright, enough of this madness sick flow let it glow I am the baddest
You got whack tactics
While my sh*t blows big holes in you rapmatics
I’m the one who paid the kids to write “C*NT” on your casket
Cause I’m gonna step back make your head work
Slit your throat, make it hurt
Then use the blood to play tic tac toe on your checkered shirt
You can’t touch me or my skill
You be slippin A.K.A… call you banana peel
So chill…before you get your panties in a bunch
And I crunch your raps like eating chips for lunch

So you think you’re a badass, go toe 2 toe and blow for blow
You think you got sick flow
Even though my lyrics go deeper than your coffin goes
And before I rip out your heart and scorch your soul
B*tch how does it feel to have a last breath when everything goes cold
Cause your nothing but a drip drop a musical flip flop
If you tried to spit the sh*t I spit your heart would stop
I’m from the 5th district pine boro my sh*ts thro
I’m hotter than fat people middle of summer in thick thermal
I get verbal single you out and spit plural
You rat bastard lookin like a gerbil

See no one wants you
They want me to stomp you
Spit sh*t that you can’t even respond to
I’m so far ahead of you its true….God bless you
After I slap you in the face A.K.A….your entire fan base
F*ck you look me in the eyes
Got me out numbered 2 to 1 but I still surround you guys
In this little session…My impression?
Is that you still need like a thousand lessons
Before I whip out my weapons
You need to count you blessins
Cause I’ll run around you’re rap style in seconds

Why don't you stop rapping about everything you're not
Thinking your goliath so I'm gone get my sling shot
Grab escalibur and slay your *** like king lot
Call me arthur from camelot
Rolling with sir lancelot
You should know by now that all the flows I bring are hot
And they're only going to heat up
I can play it slow, and you hope that I don't speed up
If I do, you gone have to try your best to keep up
I can trash the beat, and leave your *** to sweep up
I'm getting bread
Staying fed
Killing threads
While laying in bed
I'm a dog chasing bones you are just playing dead
Quote on quote I guess that's how the sayings said

Originally Posted by Tyler6270

But she doesn't actually believe in Hocus Pocus magic, hence making her line also useless. I can refer to general masses and still get my point through..

Ey Tyler, what's up with you getting personal lately ? Feels like u really wanna attack me in ur last rhyme, makes me fxckin' wonder if I've done smt wrong.
I'm at work now by the way, but I'll get back at that last rhyme later

German roots, but an American fool just tryna look cute, pass me the loot
I shoot you in one move, salute me and lemme through, your xss need to reqruit
Before I take you & ur whxres down like in 1945
What's the score ? My nine might light up your mind

Oh that's right, I figured I should calm down 'cuz you got family in prison
Why u tryna look bigger, thinkin' ur game is fly, while really, it isn't
You are not death, you're dead instead, it's like I said
U out of breath, I am the fxckin' head of this thread

What's up with that crap by the way ? You're the one tryna attack me all day,
Don't rap about Berlin if the only map u know exact is the States
Matter of fact, you never even got laid yet you talk like you a man
What an act, better get it straight before I walk over your plans

U're like 'I go to the gym all the time', so what you tryna imply ?
If I get u a mic, can you rhyme ? That's what's on my mind
I manifest that you're so much less than the best, 'cuz this is too complex
I'm not impressed, so I suggest u recheck what you expect, who's next ?

My bad Molo, I don't mean to come off like that. I'm just really busy lately and I can tell I'm getting worse and I have to stick it out to get better. My bad if I am coming off nippy lately, I have to go get some stuff done but I'll be back later with something. Sorry for coming off like that lately =\

Why, is it everyone is out to discredit me and my reputation?
See I don’t give a f*ck if you from the states or what nation
The situation…is you believ’in this is your real occupation
But see, that just gives me more motivation
To wipe you out and give you a salutation

Cause me? I spit hot like fever
Good like fresh d*cked beaver
I’m that pitbull while you’re the golden retriever
Catch’in my bombs over the middle sideline wide receiver
Your sh*ts like diarrhea, b*tches got gonorrhea
And your dumba** would still wanna eat her

I’m intellectually deeper
As evil as the grand reaper
While you got less bars than a misdemeanor
And I don’t have to lift a finger
Kill’in your sh*t like murder with a meat cleaver
So I’ll spare your life and just slit your throat with a butter knife
Let bygones be bygones, kill the bullsh*it and all the strife

See…to beat me… you got to be… a good MC
And believe me… you’re out of your damn mind
You’d have better luck getting hit by lighting 29 times
My flow from the get go is gonna blow up
Like gasoline prices
I’m past the crisis
I am the virus
So when motherf*ckers think their sick
I’ll just spit some ANTI-BIO-TIC

that's the best one of seen from you if half of that's true, but I think you should have said gas prices at the end to go with past the crisis, other than that that was pretty hot

I agree with Fresh Prince, best one I've seen from you Guns, good job !

Yeah, f*uck every state and nation, I'm from a far away constellation, galactically gifted, cosmically charged, supersonic superstar
I traveled to Mars and got the cure for AIDS, SARS and your weak A.SS bars
I'm beyond sick, I'm a lyrical disease, double you over and bring you to your knees
Flow so sick, you be illin' get a script for penicillin, but no vaccine for the obscene flow I'm spillin'

ANTI-BIO-TIC? Your just a f*ckin' mold, the only thing you can stop is a f*ckin cold
Your flows so monosyllabic, sounding so damn RO-BOT-IC, Dan-ger, Will Rob-in-son
Mines way more organic, I can even flow in spanish, and I'm not even hispanic
Intellectually, I dwarf you, I'm in Mensa your a dense mental midget w a nervous tic and fidget, I'm a genius, a giant, vibrant

So step the f*ck back Jack, yeah, ok, I know that lines really wack
Eh, go smoke some crack in the back of your broke-a.s.s Cadillac
Deville, Seville, BrougHAM, Don't you know who I am?
I'm the judge, jury, executioner, administering lethal doses of verses to your veins
Don't you wish you could look inside of my brain? so ya could see the architecture of a true MC

Maybe it'll spark ya, ignite a flame in your lame a.s.s brain, keep you from writing eight-grade poetry, yeah, your flow is boring me
A delusional individual with flow so unsuitably unspittable
my flow is so damn beautiful, your verse is drearily pitiful
Enough w the googlin' start usin' your noodle an' drop the ryhmin' dictionary
Your flow is so damn fictionary, straight verbal dysentery, sh*t like every Tom, D.ick and Harry

You claim you seen mars
When tmz
Is probably
The closest you been to stars
I seem sick, dream big, when a sevilles probably your dream car
Going on about my lines, not every verse is sixteen bars
I can go 32 or sixty four like nintendo
Going through the roof, out the doors, or the window
I've just been looking for a challenge, wondering where you been bro
I respect your rhymes, better understand that don't make us friends though
And this is not the end, no
I'm just getting started, waiting for you to send moe
You think your hot, well I can bring the fire
Because I have determination, inspiration, and desire
You got the lyrics, but lack everything else that is required
You probably gone hear my name once or twice before I'm retired
Show us what you got, let's see if you can retaliate
Do you have real skill, or am I quick to over estimate
I'll let them be the ones to investigate
While you recover from this heart attack, resuscitate

Not only am I a star, I'm a whole galaxy
It's a fallacy if you think you can handle my irreverent rhetoric
My flow is heaven sent
They call me to help with speeches of presidents
I will soon render you irrelevant, it's imminent
Soon you will address me as your eminence
I'm the prince your the pauper, your place is in the tenements
You grimace and wince, realize there's no way your winning this
Let me know if this get's too intense
You stepping to me makes no damn sense
Your out of your league, I tried to be a gentleman
Time to roll up my sleeves and settle this
Assume my Kung-Fu stance, make you wet your pants
I thought about giving you a chance
But it's hella fun to put MC's on the run
This is gonna be fun, prepare for your last dance

N***** cant handle dose >>I heard u handle bread see if u can handle toast >>Hit his dome wen im spittn da Fif >>>Leavin him with a spinning top without da rope and da flick of da wrist >>>Im as sick as it gets>>IM a dime with these lines u would be alright but, u lien in ur lines >>check it i keep my mind on my mind if time was money then im shining in prime >>>im bout a dollar profits what i work with >>><Moneys a purpose<>> u aint got it u aint worth it <>I lurk shiftz 2 get paid right u showin off then im giving N***** stage fights ><><Wen im poppin im robbin get my cake right so with them shells im on ur tail like break lights ><>Dose im in da zone were i get it in ><Ocean got me flowin im blowin like a intrument serving up blow enough snow got me shivering <><Riding DOLO so alone i be killing them holmes u can bring ur men <>CRome im delivering <>,Mock bird five knock bones out a legiment <>My trigger finger bangn im sparking shells <><I keep a hammer 4 n***** thinkn they hard as nails <>Got it off a sale dishn an jaws viagra with da Cr**K wat u getting is hard .><i dont live by da law <><Im a meance 2 society ...doin numbers like da lottery soilderz on da side of me strong wen i got 2 be <>AR kels sluggs long as a alen key <><Cook like a chef <>Like mines hard cook my fast keep a sawd off like wood shop class Crook mite blast crome 2 ur cranium (BOOM)turn his dome 2 a staduim ><>And im getting a profit <><I keep a knot so BIG 2 the point it can't fit in my pocket

I love this thread so far, its so much more interactive then regular review, and I really liked everyones verses so far, very creative and intelligent. Just hope my stuffs good enough for ya'll =D.

There's a reason your flows are all free,
your rhymes are weaker than Pres. Bush's literacy,
and you start stuttering and lying like a kings false decree,
I'm the boy in the bubble, you can't touch me,
I'm too hot, go ahead and give it your best shot, I don't need to say anything
your like old fruit, you just rot, you rap about trees but you'd cough blood from the thc content of my pot, you rap about money and have a avatar named cash, wishing the whole time you had stacks while eating outa the trash,
Don't take this the wrong way I'm not homophobic but I gotta bash,
cause I can see you limpin like you went through customs with a smuggled stash, I could sit here and lay down the vocabulary,
but when I use big words shiit starts to get scary,
knock me down and I'll come back like Link with a bottled fairy,
I'm not here to prove nothin to ya'll,
I'm just trying to pass my time with all these lines and this eight ball,
If you think you can touch it then grab the phone and gimme a call