Rip It (Battle) *Available to join*

Originally Posted by tackpic_47

Against /smoothtung/ 4 bars

This is not the time or the proper engagement
and this be in your head while im making my statement
step back
cause i be rushing like a bull ox
I be heated up
eventhough im in a cool box

and thats an oxymoron
check yo damxn dictionary

even a fag need education/ I recommend William Carey

(inside info- William Carey is an university for females dominate)

Long day at work. Just got in so put this together.

Dude I'm rarely rude, usually astute with a "smooth" groove.
Why..you too,
tho your attitude has gotten past-you Im barely mad - at - you.
No matter dude, I'm fatter with gratitude...
Faster than you,
Craftier too...
Don't use "faggot" tis for maggets who brag-sh** and kiss-*ss-in school.
You peasant,
bring some presence or essence better- than-failure.
Irradecent novice..*cough* watch your damn behavior.
I'm your savior, bring you back to the - present,
Learn this lesson,
you're depressin and lessening ears attention.
Until you sh*t out something somewhat impressin' ...
Infestation,
I'm oppresively done wit your mettlin

Ah **** somethings gotta be done. I'm sorry god for my illegitimate sons.
But they're all ambitious lil bastards, they see daddy and wanna become rappers.
I shoulda been there coulda showed them the way, now I'm just embarrassed for the things they say.
Y'all need to get some life experience, quit buying raps on clearence, rhymes like cars with no steering, no direction so no fearing. See y'all at the child support hearing. Til then, no crying no tearing. And I apologize if my advice is career ending, but any of you having a career in rap is still pending!

Man I saw that bullshit, to be honest i considered a full clip. But I figured some old school spit would be more damaging than getting your wig split by a ***** that loves to tool whip little think there too cool kids. That all turn into stool pigeons. So be thankful your still living, take me up on the deal given if you wanna rap go find the skills missing!

Originally Posted by ROBBMACK

Man I saw that bullshit, to be honest i considered a full clip. But I figured some old school spit would be more damaging than getting your wig split by a ***** that loves to tool whip little think there too cool kids. That all turn into stool pigeons. So be thankful your still living, take me up on the deal given if you wanna rap go find the skills missing!

...I don't know if you want proof I'm the man I answer to.
Thought it was clear to you, gladly ill give a handsomer view.
See I'm a different hew, than what most folks are used to,
Spin spectacular venacular Off the lips like I'm meant to.

A stool pigeon I'm not, kept my lips shut, eyes blood shot,
In the courtroom when asked who tossed the rock thru the dodge parked in the lot.
I was raised by a rock who fell off when he got caught
by the wrong side of the right shot, he was my pap n he wasn't into pop.
I guess id say poe was the first verse to establish thirst,
To emerge a smith of words and purge thee opposing slurs I heard.
What I got is something worth time endured to master me
That's what it is an that's what it'll be, fu**in with spittin in rhythm for peace.
There's a ramparoon in me I'm an enemy to many b**tches
Who don't like my style cuz their proud an hate competition.
did I mention?..Listen, get to fishin for a mission better than listin' problems risin with emcees spittin on life we're livin and things we're thinkin.
As for the rank I'm in a different class on a higher plank, I got flavor to savor and you can take that to the bank.
I'll expose you're every flank and seize dominance with prominence
I'm quite fond of it, I'm on your everything like a condament

Originally Posted by Molotova

Y'all wanna rip it ? Zip it, this chick is in the building
I shxt hits, get big flicks but bxtch I'm still chillin'
Saybers ain't killin', he's just fillin' us with hate
I'm drillin' these kids, are u still willin' to debate ?

Ur Molotov. A cocktail, I'm volatile, but rock well. I might not tell how your cot smells, or how I got chills when I saw this chick got skills but looks like she pops pills. Need more? I got deals, them hot feels. So stop still, b4 I drop steel, and. Leave wounds that will not heal showing how you got killed. Make it clear to the world that you're not real.

Yall hear this? The tung wants to battle. Acting like a mini pit with his cage all rattled. Next hell run off to his moms and smooth tattle. Go against me and u will see that'd be like being beneath the feet of a Texas stampede of cattle. Take a note from history and close your mouth, or get it filled with balls hanging out. Ill battle anybody anywhere any way, let you go first and say what you say. Ill be back in about three days. Or do like u and recite words off a page that I wrote last week that not relate.

Trying to send friend request, invite you to be the honored guest. Get slayed by me and feel, like the first time u squeezed a real breast after draining your will in a skill test you'll declare the Mack is still best

Originally Posted by ROBBMACK

Trying to send friend request, invite you to be the honored guest. Get slayed by me and feel, like the first time u squeezed a real breast after draining your will in a skill test you'll declare the Mack is still best

Yo,
The first time I squeezed a real breast was on your dad's desk,
He gone on a business trip, ya ma a born business *****, unzipped my zipper and pressed her lips on my d1ck like lickity-split
and listen to this, she swallows seamen like the ocean's abyss, and after I pitch,
she gave my navel a kiss and asked if my sandwich took chedda or Swiss.

I'M always fresh off the skillet like a filet you can feel it,
Andre hicks is my s**t but gotta say man I don't steal it.
I determine execution any way that I see fit
If that involves outing your weak scripts, I oblige, so be it.
Your an underdeveloped fetus, susceptible to deformation.
Right now u feel you've been set up, you need a transformation.
Claiming anything mackish is like "proclaiming, emancipation"
You can't state the obvious opposite on just any occasion caucasion..
I was born in Texas and I'm never rattled by battle..for cattle I got an eastern an western saddle a**hole.
Tassle with bein bashful for taking s**t out a time capsule. Ain't it a hassle ta scrap Adre raps "mack" like shrapnel?

Look I'm not your boy, you don't even know me.
I'm a non believer so Ur guna have to show me.
If your foney,
I'll beat your *** like sony.
Leave the peeps you roll with, with one less homie

Hahaa
Tre is back ! I missed u mayne, ur lyrics always put a smile on my face.

Originally Posted by smoothtung

Look I'm not your boy, you don't even know me.
I'm a non believer so Ur guna have to show me.
If your foney,
I'll beat your *** like sony.
Leave the peeps you roll with, with one less homie

you're "Smooth" like K.Y, and you dropped on Tre Fly,
you're dumb with words it's clumsy service.. 'dropped entrée fly'.
you're a loser in this.. like the game's life.
I "roll with" the reaper; ..we play dice.
I'm.. not "phoney".. but "roll with" '3 G's.
what? blow me, we "roll with" sweetleaf.
you're so wack that you shouldn't ever procreate.
I'll smash your pad up an' I ain't talking "sony" games.
you're straight b*tchin'. I'm great with flips.
"so N.Y" an'..out like Snake Pliskin. Tre, kill him.

It was a follow up to Mack..not tre

But yes...precede to "kill" me if you must. Made it well known Ive grown into my own an it ain't "dumb" luck.

Haha Molo I was laughing when I was writing this one. I'm heavily influenced by Big L, early Eminem, Lord Finesse, and the whole D.I.T.C. crew from the 90's. The clever/funny punchlines and smooth flow appeal to me alot so I try to replicate that. Its been a while because of school, but yeah ima be back around for a while.

All you fallback nd' land on your raps, they're cushions. . .
The sh*t I be frontin' would be swinqin' first not pushin',
This sh*t your puttin' ain't even worth to be read, it sounds like it was you who was bred,
With pencil lead, you can qo ahead nd' say it was me who read it,
But really Im the one that went ahead nd' shed it, qet it ? Now for-qet it,
For as lonq as you know, you can as yet admit. . .

Come on tung, write! Sound like u strung tight. I know you've melted at least one mic, page gotten at least one like. A thief?! That's something I'm unlike.. one day you'll glow my son, bright. Admit it the first you saw sunlight was in the middle of that one night when I came on your tongue, right

Originally Posted by Tre_fly

Yo,
The first time I squeezed a real breast was on your dad's desk,
He gone on a business trip, ya ma a born business *****, unzipped my zipper and pressed her lips on my d1ck like lickity-split
and listen to this, she swallows seamen like the ocean's abyss, and after I pitch,
she gave my navel a kiss and asked if my sandwich took chedda or Swiss.

ouch! My hearts been torn, nah Im unaffected by your record. need something to say that resembles my story. I'm piss poor, have been since I was born. Dads dead and moms, I hate that *****. U see jd101 lil baby oh so young hurting me inspite of me is quite unlikely. I too used to be naive, used to wait up on Christmas eve. Living in a hotel still too blind to see, with no fireplace no chimney. There was no way for Santa to ever visit me. Go to sleep with candy cane dreams and wake up to moms selling the tree. No gifts for double b, just shots for a fiend. So you can say what u say but what does it mean to a man who knows he only knows what he's seen? That's robbmack101 go study as I grieve, make notes as you read but anything you say will still be found hard to believe ...

Im going in yea you know that its trouble kickin the door burstin your bubble
f*ck starbucks In canada we drink double doubles
just gettin started im about to go harder turn up the heat its the party starter
f*ck lil wayne I go harder f*ck Einstein my brain is smarter
word supply on infinity....Lexus....Nexus
cowgirls in boots n hot blonds all text us waiting for the bus departing from texas
who they goin to see? yes us
flow is gettin hotter n hotter fill your cup up with water
Im unleashing a mortar got more words than a hoarder
cross my path n in a heart beat ill stop your heart beat
leave you bleeding on the street dead meat poking at you with a stick
Im a lyrical rebel blowing up the bass treble
now on to the next level foot squeezing the pedal blowing steam like a kettle
wont stop till they give me my medal

Originally Posted by ROBBMACK

Come on tung, write! Sound like u strung tight. I know you've melted at least one mic, page gotten at least one like. A thief?! That's something I'm unlike.. one day you'll glow my son, bright. Admit it the first you saw sunlight was in the middle of that one night when I came on your tongue, right

Been eating your rhymes an I taste none, with base son maybe you change some..
But, right. I'm always "bright" lightin the darkest night,
Heighten errthing tight, but know I'm always contrite.
I might,
Take a shot at raw dogs who s**t on lawns owned by emcees known far and long for writing their wrongs.
I'm a top Don, one with a song "smack" ta crack your cornia,
Your tone flat and have no sack, don't u think god's warnin ya?
I'm foreign- to - ya,
why cuz I might drop lines from skies with bombs tied?
From time to time sever whatever I find is novice-type?
Stack your might iight? This one here, you don't want this fight,
I'm rain to your kite, stain to your white, your street an i'm main turnpike