who wants ta spit

I been spittin like a loogie. Some1 lets go.

Aight yous are *****es. Control your might like Widgets, smite your flight like pidgeons, strike like light....listen
Here that? Hell naw, you casting through threads like sewing pins.
Eating rhymes prolly stealing lines, afraid to let your flow begin
Come on son, I'm virtually personaly calling you out
It hurts when blokes like you back down from a toe to toe bout
I was always taught to establish a presence so let me have this
One shot to teach you what you parrents might of forgot. Its...
You see an oportunity to put a man in his place,
You take that **** and make it your main game....or shame
If game, I'm frayed ta say that its the road less traveled, real bosses are rare, very few kicking gravel
You think you might be one of the *******s that survived?
Aight.
Come with a thick script.....ur time

we've fought before.. you've brought some more to mess with though c*nt.
or.. know it's b*tch like "Sewing pins" when your ad'dress'ing no one.
if you make a major buzz it's just a dodgy phono plug. you're cocky so don't 'front'.
you "backed down" an 'back' now but quasi mode tho- hunched.
you healed lots of damage. I'm "real boss" established to endfighters quick;
my pen strikes- the nib like an m.bison fist.
you bring an abundance of similar stuff an' ya
loaded the posts like a diligent courier.

I spit sick sh*t that'd rapture the devil,
if you even try to "teach" the wise your stature'll 'lessen'

Smoothtung.. I liked the way that many of your bars referenced the fact that you didn't know who would respond, by calling out any reader, that angle was pro and you sustained it through the drop to give a consistancy and focus which is way above average.

Someone else jump in and drop some battle rhymes. even if you're new to it, be sure to put the effort in though.

Originally Posted by _SBU

Smoothtung.. I liked the way that many of your bars referenced the fact that you didn't know who would respond, by calling out any reader, that angle was pro and you sustained it through the drop to give a consistancy and focus which is way above average.

Someone else jump in and drop some battle rhymes. even if you're new to it, be sure to put the effort in though.

Sbu, respect due, been searching for the best, deff you.
To all the rest.."Fu", cept for karma, ur fine tuned.
Zachre your shits behind you, but I see what you're gettin at
Potential is essential, you got it so take your writtin raps...
An edit just a lil bit, replace the transitions that killed it.
I thrill it,
I yearn for competition that mean spits.
Sighted the right site now my games like a ski lift
Thanks to all ya'll the ****in served me with ur lean scripts.
Pissed me off at first, but straight fueled my pen, took Zen
And focused, droped most my rookie trends
Givin noogies to men who thought for myself I couldn't fend
Think again, I growing wings, from out of my pen


Used pen twice sounds repetitive a bit but took the meaning more seriously

Your superiority does not appear before me, only your inferiority.
My authority knows not to act mercifully, time for first gear homie.
I sit back and listen, waiting for someone to show some real competition
Cus in fact its missin, not hating, but if you 'hang' around I'll start lynchin.

If your pen has wings, hopefully it'll fly away.
I'm tired of your writings, so they can die today.
Potential is water, mine is tapped while yours is bottled.
Intentional slaughter, your mind is capped and your lines are borrowed.

I could switch up the rhyme scheme, sound real mean,
bound ta feel me,
Rewound the reel to tha movie,
I know the ending,
so I'm recommending that you start sending
Your final goodbyes,
And begin to realize, this is your demise.

your sh*t aside, there's some decent posters here..
so "real competition" means you need a lower tier.
you're knot bringing "lynchings", got it twisted like flax .and.
wanna drop word play? then kid stick to hangman.

you're a relevant author; "potentials are water" though your flow's quite weak.
my depths are enormous and temperature's warmer so I'll float like steam.
I'm mad nice with this.. couldn't match my lyrics..
so end it like Quest did, can eye. kick it.

Set my *hit aside, because I'm to infinity and beyond.
Bet you quit if I tried, I'm light years from you peons.
Lets forget all I was denied, fight my fears, tears begone.
Wet my tip so it'll glide, write to complex, Klingon.

Live Long and Prosper, Lifes a *itch only if you cross her.
Forgive wrong and do proper, Bites itch only if you let'em bother.
I'm the prince, your the pauper, I *uck her mind see call me Mr. Potter.
But there are no prints if I pop her, and now your mine, you'll be slaughtered.

Not my best, but all of these I've been forcing out haha

Set my **** aside, because I'm to infinity and beyond.
Bet you quit if I tried, I'm light years from you peons. (Shits on a higher level, plus a Buzz light year reference)
Lets forget all I was denied, fight my fears, tears begone. (Your denying me any credit, but I fought any fears and show no tears)
Wet my tip so it'll glide, write to complex, Klingon. (Wet my pen so it'll flow, I write to difficult for you to understand as if it was in Klingon)

Live Long and Prosper, Lifes a *itch only if you cross her. (Continuing the Star Trek Metaphor)
Forgive wrong and do proper, Bites itch only if you let'em bother. (Bites as in if Life Bites you since its a female dog.)
I'm the prince, your the pauper, I *uck her mind see call me Mr. Potter. (I'm Royal, your poor. I **** her mind see(Hermoine) from Harry potter)
But there are no prints if I pop her, and now your mine, you'll be slaughtered. (Just homonyms for previous line, Prince pauper, Prints Pop her.)

slick dawg. a big drop.. well, what?
can't "kling on" to hip hop ..you fell off.
"peon"?? true;
I pee-on you.

like- admit;
...I'm better lyricist.
"life's a b*tch";
...I "wet the tip" in it.

"tears begone"?, you're the "pauper" that boasts the hardship.
not a "Prince", nor 'formerly known as artist'.

Fell off the map, can't find me.
Compiss in my lap, so I'll outshine, see?
Dumb ***** can't rap, so I'll mummify thee.
He gipped me, not fair *oe, I'll come and find thee.

I'm a young king like Tutankhamun
I'm ****ing you up, I mean come on.
I'm ducking for cover cus I'll cum on the insides of my palm,
And combine it with Napalm, cus when I type I'm da bomb.

______________________________________________
You said I fell off, I fell off the map so you can't find me.
Compass(Come piss) in my lap, so it'll make me outshine. Little psychotic.
Can't rap, so I mummify thee(Wrap you up)
He gipped me(Egypt) not fair *oe(Not Pharaoh)
Last bar is self explanatory.

Originally Posted by smoothtung

Sbu, respect due, been searching for the best, deff you.
To all the rest.."Fu", cept for karma, ur fine tuned.
Zachre your shits behind you, but I see what you're gettin at
Potential is essential, you got it so take your writtin raps...
An edit just a lil bit, replace the transitions that killed it.
I thrill it,
I yearn for competition that mean spits.
Sighted the right site now my games like a ski lift
Thanks to all ya'll the ****in served me with ur lean scripts.
Pissed me off at first, but straight fueled my pen, took Zen
And focused, droped most my rookie trends
Givin noogies to men who thought for myself I couldn't fend
Think again, I growing wings, from out of my pen


Used pen twice sounds repetitive a bit but took the meaning more seriously

That’s cool Smooth Thug. Don't forget there are allot of talented Emcees here. I've been told I'm one of them by many. SBU and I have much respect at lease thats the way I see it. I dig Karma and Space Bar and Zachre as well. all Have thier own styles. then I noticed in your post you basically said F*** everyone else...So I said to my self, Self? maybe he didn't know about you yet, being the new guy and all.
so if a rhyme is how you wish to gain respect for another Emcees I will Go along with it.
I am not going to use a ton of word play since thats not my style. My stuff is self explanatory
and needs no explication. BTW no offfence to you and non taken....


Smooth moves Ex-lax. Thinking he's running *hit.
were you mumbling something sonny? I'll kick a dummy in his stomach Quick.
I make your Tummy sick, Rip em where the sun doesn’t hit,
F*** the drug money S***, Sk'ns coming down on you like a ton of bricks.
pinch off his flow like money clips, Kick you over in a Portolet!!
Spit in an angry hornets nest, roll the door against the floor so you can't open it!
.,no regrets for this Jack ***, Rhymes Swarming you in a corner.
born a scorner leaving premeditated appointments for the coroner.