Here's what you meant with your overrated verse:
"Okay MonsterWrapper. I'm a guest! I'd kill for your serrated words".
Berate them? I degrade them, regrade them, and fail them.
I play them, slay them, box em and mail them.
I'm leading the discord. I'm, after reading your diss: bored.
I'm Forrest Gump. Runnin' this game.
But for this gump. I'll stun him with shame.
For you there is no we's, ho please, you're dumb with no b's.
Softcore. Like the p0rn I starred in with your b1tch?
You get busted like its cop p0rn. I'll bust, startin' with this b1tch.
I have no homies. He has no home, he's
Lonely, asking random b1tches, "Please BONE ME!"
You're a plum, plump, pumping salty juice. Your thunder's bland, b.
I stand over you but you still cant understand me.
A fish'll flow better than you in a sewer with clogged pipes. I have
Official flow, veteran too. You get skewered and long sniped.
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Hey It's the Princess..
Killing everything on the daily..
That's how my momma raised me..
So quick with the lips
Chop and rip apart quick
Any beat that you lay me..
Blame me for putting to rest
The debate of the female that is best..
I erase the competition
Take a break when no one's next..
Stop, how'd I even get up in front of a microphone?
How did I know you would like this song?
Princess on the scene going after a dream
Take the crown from the queen like no one's home..
It's, simple silly..
I keep it real, I'm so nearly
Too honest on topics
Just so you can see the real me..
I'm telling you, fast rapping ain't as hard as it seems
You could go hard as me
If you tried..
I lied..
Are you kidding me? I'm a bar killing freak
Fire flow, sparking the heat..
Smiling soul with the heart of a beast
Walk down the street with a beat in my headphones
Bumping, I'll be freestyling...
So damn fly, I don't need styling..
Nailed that flow, you need filing..
Honest tho, I'm just so flattered
You *****es wanna be like me..
No sympathetic ****
That's pathetic if you wanna challenge me come and get it *****..
I am, I am the princess
I ignore them when I hear..
Girls can't rap, that's funny
Diss me, spitting in a dumb way..
Let him hate tho, while I look so dope
Where I walk becomes a runway..
Ooohhh , How you like me now..
And you see that it's going down...
I promise I won't ever stop..
Not until I reach the mountain top
Of the game, I'm talking Everest
I want an avalanche when my album drops..
Damn she so cold...
She'll freeze any mother ****ing challenga
Never seen so much damn talent, she'll
Pass the game in a minute, have ya catching up
Yes, the apocalypse of rap
Shocked critics can't believe what happened
Drop their jaw
As I walk off tall
Like I know I'm the best of this rap **** -
I'll throw you ***** in a bag like some leftovers.... You get stepped over like a step I'm gonna step over. All your boys look broke like a broke step I stepped over I'm the one, grab the gun quick to empty something, I carry something, young thick *****es I'm lovin snuggle up on her muffin and stick my **** in her oven ohh yea that's the way right there.... Fly as a plane blue and white nike airs.
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Ayt so the stakes have been lifted/
Originally Posted by Pro-Found
I've been enlisted/ Into this thing/
Moshpit full of wet p*ss*es and fisting/
God sent me to slaughter you but i've been resisting/
Tryna have mercy, like i got that Cease and Desist in/
Only 18, a medical student/
Society immediately puts me on a pedicle, stupid/
You seem obsessed with Iggy Azalea/
I got a lot to say to ya/
If you think your bars are cold as ice, then imma bring the blizzard to ya/
My raps dont put you to sleep, keep you up all night, cos i bring that insomnia/
Keep talking about the lines you got in front of ya/
You're lines started off solid, then started getting runnier/
Guess when you're faced with heat/ you'll break all them bonds/
This is why you a snitch, always on the run/
Talk about 9/11, hope them people rest in heaven/
Was it Bin Laden or the government i cant say for certain/
It's hard to see through the curtains, when you're afraid of the sun/
You never thought a nice (an ice) line could go so wrong/
Patiently Waiting for your verse, or should i call it song/
Cos it'll be so long/ But without a train of thought/
If I had three wishes, i'd waste one to make sure you could never say no more.Last edited by KennyNeverDies; 05-10-2015 at 10:23 AM. Reason: Edited to change word that was ****'d out so it made sense to reader
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Originally Posted by MonsterWrapper
Overrated verse serrated words?? whats worse
define serrated please before you rhyme
sounds procrastinated like you ran out of time
and like really abstained from actual skill
insane that you thought you killed with your plain
rhyme filled page dominating this thread still
WEAK!! really cuz the fleeting hope of you beating me
is flowing down a creek floating even as we speak
tweeting pics of you so scared shrieking
but not scared straight scared creepy secretly
incapable of creating less cheesy seeming
words so you follow me around... retweeting
i like watching people who think theyre amazing embarrass themselves
chasing an irrational dream lets face it like the dream of taking me
any battle you'll soon learn if you havent seen are won by prodigys
like me shining without sheen reminding the weaker rhymers
whats its means to be seen destroyed unemployed and deployed
back to the read sea or wherever you came from...
i think you know exactly what i mean
-TheProdigy -
Na no breaks from this verbal assault, Originally Posted by Pro-Found
You see death looms, this is an occult,
Ritual, its pitiful,
that you ever thought,
You could be a behemoth running your lines without getting caught,
Cos i've struggled, i've cried, i've been in pain, and i fought,
And its hard tryna get big in the game,
Tryna build up that brand image, your motto, your name,
Get that recognition without selling yourself for the fame,
Its a hustle, the work rate you've got to maintain,
any doubts, its the haters, tryna mess with your brain,
Its insane, how words can hurt like a cane,
When I was younger, i was taught that i shouldn't complain,
and its hard when youre trying to to turn that off.
Years of conditioning, always doubting if youve done enough,
But thats the **** that made me tough,
I think its time to break the silence, my voice will be heard,
you think you're bars are pro-found. but i just find that absurd.
Here you can have the mic back, you stupid, so you aint been deterred,
As always ill be patiently waiting for another verse. -
See with this one i'm gonna up my game, Originally Posted by TheProdigy
Gimme a match, let me strike it twice to start up a flame,
Set off that candle, get the wine and the steak,
Get my bedsheets changed and invite your girl over to stay.
I'll slide my serrated knife inside her, then crack in half the blade,
You aint a killer, you a prodigy,
That means there won't be no stopping me,
Unless afterwards we sit down as a family and decide to monopoly,
In your reply you'll be mocking me, calling me an oddity,
When i'll bend in half any bars you put in front of me,
Cos me i'm real, but hold up you're just fronting,see?
This is a dictatorship, and i'm the ****ing monarchy,
I got the power to have you put behind bars, with charges of sodomy,
I would apologise but you sound like a ****ing sod-to-me,
How can i keep a rhyme scheme for this long,
The same way your girl uses my **** as a bong,
Cos she wraps her lips around my mouthpiece,
Takes a ****ing selfie,
sends it to your boys, and your bro like she ****ing Cersei,
Dont ever think you can verse me with your wack bars,
You've got a better chance getting ****ed by The Let It Shine cast. -
You say you have the spirit of a fighter inside ya/ Originally Posted by Pro-Found
Yeah you got the energy, you got that mita-/
Chondria, but just remember i will hunt ya/
Down, newcomer moving in but here for the crown/
Sick in my head main purpose is to astound/
Pound for pound you aint got that pedigree/
to mess with me/
Its like i've incorporated Olympic training right into my recipe/
You look stupid stood next to me/
This fight will end messy/
Pacquiao Mayweather but aint no way i'll be hugging you/
You may have the spirit, but you havent got the intellect/
I got them bars that'll make your type forget/
The game plan, I'll pick you apart and dissect you/
Then right after i'll give a speech about me fighting my next dude/
You have got the metaphors, i will give you that/
But your flow sounds forced/
Like floyd when he paused/
****ing reading a childrens book/
you'll never make it to The Source/
The source of your issues/
Is all of them tissues/
Littering your room cos your ex doesn't miss you/
Like always i'll be patiently waiting for my next opportunity to diss you. -
As an aside, what could i improve in my writing? Always looking to improve it, brand new to writing lyrics (been a few days)
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hmmmmmm
Understandably, you finding it hard to spot the epiphany, Originally Posted by J_art
its my dynasty, the mastery that deems me more superior see?
you spitting these "bars", making out you're a genius when in reality your scrawny and hardly stupendous.
its hard to make out-your lyrical vibes-with the bullshit that keeps you warm, is it hard to survive?
but what I can make out- isn't really relentless, you lack the imaginative side- that makes you incredibly horrendous.
I want to teach you a thing or two, unfortunately your far to incapable to brew this issue, analysis these words before you fall in my trap.
your like the fly that im about to zap
the crap that im about to crap
the "vocalist" that thinks he's that
b1tch. -
What you say straight up, I'l knock right down, Originally Posted by Pro-Found
Look whos back in the ring for another round,
My opposition, even though you don't deserve that position,
Lemme break you down, its time to **** with your compisition,
First of all you use big words but they dont flow, you aint a musician,
I got them explosive bars, got that nuclear fission,
And it might seem odd to you how these bars are so eloquently written,
Endless rebuttals to your **** bars all hidden,
Inside it, Your souls been stolen by the sorcerer,
and you'll never find it, Listen backwards and rewind it,
You're simply trying this, you know it, inside ya,
This is a true scientist, a poet, a writer,
Anyways this is gonna be a short round, plenty of knockdowns,
Cos i'm the better fighter,
Let you out with a boom like this the al qaeda -
yo im the most underrated,
everybody saying they be spittin like a dragon, *****, come and watch me slay em.
I don't got patience unless its patience from playing operation
im frustrated about to go super sayin
I got a coffin in the back
and if you talkin, then the coffins where your at
im sick
ill be coughing on the track
im exhausted from the raps
ive gotta kick it from the broad that's on the map
sh1t, make her squirt like the hole, that's on a dolphin, on its back
ive gotta be cautious of the trap
and ive been to Boston, been to Austen, been to Compton and im back
that's where im at
I sound like an auction when I snap
snap back and a backpack, jean vest with a fat patch
***, gang hashtag
I smoke weed don't pass that
and if her as fat
I will treat it like a car
ill be all in it
might take her on a trip, but before I drop it off I gotta wax that.
finders is keepers im all in them speakers
the words getting out
that Rapper named yeowh be spittin like he chew tobacco all up in his mouth
I don't need a car
got a whip and a chain
im not a slave in a cell
ive got a crib in LA and crib in LZ
either way ill be burning sh1t down. -
I don't care if you aint meant to be battling me, Originally Posted by Yeowh
I battle for free, I battle to put an end to your dynasty,
You think your long winded bars are so nice to see,
You talk about bullshit keeping him warm, is it hard to survive,
Lemme show you all the struggles people have in their lives,
Sit back, a private cinema,you can see it through their own eyes,
A caring husband, 70 hour weeks, struggles to survive,
Comes back home every night to his two daughters and wife,
And hes getting suspicious, he's seeing through all her lies,
But he thinks its all just going on in his mind,
And hes just being paranoid, she wouldn't do that him,
So he takes solace listenting to Eric b n Rakim,
She starts going on diets, she starts getting slim,
Insists she's only doing this **** for herself and for him,
Its a battle within, rage, jealousy, hope and love clash,
And who do you thinks gonna come out on top,
as winner of that little bash,
He puts out life insurance on her, makes it looks accidental,
Receives the cash, leaves it for his kids and leaves them, its mental,
Gets himself a bottle of smirnoff, a nice little rental,
Speeds down the M1, at 100mph, the sorrow,
Lives ruines, lifes tough and life will eat you up spit you up tomorrow,
Don't talk about life as if it isn't hard to survive,
Just sit back, lean on the gas and enjoy the ride. -
ummm response?
that's cute, storytelling it seems :,) good job though bro Originally Posted by KennyNeverDies
you cant possibly- be battling for freedom
when you're here in the moment
trying to give me a reason
consequently that narrative twist has no source
no answer
its on the a list.
--I appreciate the ambition
that's been evoked within you
unfortunately its all about a singular issue
it didn't really touch a spot in my heart
I forgive the fact that, that poor man is making a new start.
its just a shame that you're causing a ruckus,
trying to sound all heroic, there aint no hero among us
you think you're all wise with your white lies about life
and lifestyles
moral considerations and hostiles.
your poetic lexis could make me jealous
if I didn't know better than to decipher
the horrendous nature of your calling and your squawking
b1tch tbh why you still talking?
don't try to be spittin this malarkey
you don't know **** about life
for you its just a party,
you forget the starving
for you there aint no charity
you sit there drugged up
isn't that a calamity. -
@kennyneverdies
ive never done this before, from what ive heard, I like how you can introduce issues in your piece. it has an impact which is good. maybe focus around that more? people will find it harder to respond. good job though bro -
Boy do you know who you're messing with? Me and my crew always one level ahead of you. Don't try to play it cool cuz I ain't no fool. I know from the look you're giving me you're finally starting to understand that I'm not here to tango with ya but to serve your a** to ya. Single handedly pulled these lines out my mind. And now it's getting to that time where you realize that I ain't playin around. I be throwing these raps down like ya girlfriend be gettin mad at ya. Hold up, Wait a minute. Why aren't you in the kitchen with your little apron on? Cuz ya game ain't strong. I mean look at chu. Goin round sayin all this s*** when in reality you're just a little prick. Take a step back, I'm stealing the show. Take your sorry a** back to the bando. This is my time, yours was 3 years ago. Young blood, please take your cheap talk and leave the grown up table. I'll whip ya into shape faster than you can say Yatzee. Boo hoo go cry to your mommy cuz your a** just got told, try me.
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oh dear
Oh dear, what have we here? Originally Posted by bettathanyou21
a pubescent teen
coming into the clear
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understand that your lyrical demands are based around an ideology
that sank before you began.
little girl you must understand
that chatting this sh1t wont give you a hand
your part of an inferiority
placed below man.
What the fxck are you trying to communicate?
the fact that your probably some **** that needs to interrogate?
mate
get on my level,
swearing over and over
wont make the dust settle.
its that you have such a crude philosophy
deem yourself better than the majority
b1tch get a job, earn your weight
maybe that's possible if it wasn't handed on a plate. -
I dont usually let my opponents pick out the scheme, Originally Posted by Yeowh
But lets make things a bit more diverse than they seem,
Yeah I aint tryna surround all heroic,
That sort of **** lifestyle? I couldn't cope it,
But I can emulate, feel their pain resonate within,
moral considerations are a way of keeping from sin,
Cos we got demons inside us, we just gotta stim-
-ulate, you late to the truth.
Theres a difference between being a writer and bringing fire to the booth,
You talk about calamity, like i havent fought tooth,
And nail, Fought the rainy weather the hail,
Your bars are single-dimensional that shits getting frail,
It's all getting stale, so i'm gonna refresh you,
Maybe this next little story will help me impress you,
An orbital town, surrounding the crown,
Jewel of a country, near Heathrow that you've never found,
There was a baby born premature,
His health situation was poor,
His mother stressing out doctors always at the door,
Not to give my life away but hey i'll give you more,
Some of my earliest memories was staring at that hospital wall,
Its kinda ironic now, its funny when i recall,
Situations growing up that i cant even fall,
back on for rhyme material, but on the interior,
I was grwoing up quicker, more mature more serious,
Finished my A-Levels despite the naysayers,
And i've had plenty of failures, but i believe mistakes make ya,
Who you are, like that last post you did,
Its a learning experience, take a second to think,
And rewrite those bars with some punchlines, storytelling and links -
The source code I used and a pattern emerged
Monster on the train til Max shook the earth,
sent that monster back to the depths
when the fissure I had summoned
personified into a hand clenchin’
grabbed monsters head and strangled monster
til he was covered red, and still twitchin’
while his clothes were blue, checkered with blood splatter:
a pattern,
I liked the color so I choked monster again,
til his face was lookin like a template, or church paintin’
his body tattered and broken, like his home is.
His bones are the only thing on the mend
His soul is hopin for hope in human form
Like theres a chance sbu will get on the forum
theres a better chance max will return his horn
All youre getting is consonants, verbs and simple schematics
from this stallion,
no desire to impress just a few lines
of developed text,
, fuk a horn id rather be the norm,
Valiant lion with simple pride,
Im got max’s internal drive, while being mad
When fury arrives so does the external avalanche
Of storytime
As I stuck a horn through his skull,
he said "thank you dude" now i will rap like sbu
got a new outfit, all black
couldn't see skin for shi*,
came back to me and said
now i will rap like back did!
monster kept cypherin multis,
left me confused like bro please
how you gonna waste light yet still see a face illuminated brightly?
Cat eyes? Nah monsters just a p**sy
SEE i could do the same thing, but only when im sacrificing
within a candle ring, outlined by a pentagon
holding obamas arm like a wand; chanting
demons spawned and monster screamed, “please max just let me use
the elites schemes!”
I said “say cheese” holding a Mack to monsters throat threateningly
"no" monster rest in piece
A hole was where he was buried, from knees up
A whole piece of monster leg was used in pizza
Lectors touch. Lector’s hush. Im the breath left on a headless
Sluts dress. Untouched.
im a tribesman, a klansman, a universal paradox
in touch with nature, yet ill hang a gangster, and steal his socks
leave a monster in the closet, his style was off
his shoes over a clothes/close line
monsters don't mess with gods
when Gods rhyme.
a bother, was monster worth this. Yes i had to get a point across
like a needle with botox, monster swelled,
injected that **** til his verse rot, his horn fell,
his outfit came off,
like a needle with poison i inject rot,
stabbed his whole verse til his brain stopped
an Arabian female whose face was seen through the veil
stoned that ***** til she coverin face with monsters nail
donkey tail flickin, this chimera a bich, bichin
im Hercules, nemean? (know what I mean)
an no im not kitten, (Kiddin)
a witch that deserves treatment
boilin water is not enough punishment
… Salem gonna be jealous, when im done with this exorcist
This possession has possessed monster to grab nuts and check
Over and over again, make sure them syllables are matchin’
he craves Backs respect, but lack of recognition is all he gets
Template nods his head in Monsters direction
Monsters erection nods when template mentions
Monster as if monster was equal competition.
Monster claims others schemes,
states he’s the reason
The verses got evil meaning,
But really they have little teeth…
Good for grinding leaves. this monster is a
Herbivore eating trees
Also your obsessed with templates list?
Youre trying too hard.. rock..
Sediment
then cement your own structure you fukin Pig in the hay.
Unicorn of the myth. Monster that hides in my closet
We all know you just want a w’rap dik -
I'm an honest bloke, so i can admit when i see talent, Originally Posted by taylormaximus
But i know that this wouldn't be easy, when i began it,
You say you're a universal paradox yet you belong to this planet,
Putting claims to titles that aren't rightfully yours, the next King Stannis,
Baratheon, I wont let you rome the streets no more drag you to the pantheon,
I'm on another level, make you stop your dilly dallying,
Cos you're getting me mad again,
I can sense how my presence has instilled the panic in,
This manikin, Thinking he's a god like he walks in the sky,
You aint Anakin, now i could repeat that all again,
get people praising my bars, like them conversions that the Vatican,
Didnt agree with, Right now i bet you'll be seething,
Not believing, the way someone new can casually sneak in,
Get your Hercules bar, turn it back into Greek and,
Tell you your bars are well before your time,
You need to focus on teething, your embryological forms gonna be destroyed this evening,
This is gonna be one sword that i wont be sheathing, unleashing,
Destruction before me, as just a reminder,
You tried out tinder, got no success went straight unto grindr,
You mentioned grinding leaves so i aint surprised to find ya,
On your knees in Monsters flat sucking **** for cash,
You even ****ing went straight to some homo **** in the middle of a clash,
"Trying too hard... Rock" You wanted him rock hard, you wanted a piece of that ***,
Monster wouldn't steal your habitat to hide in, he's hiding in the trash,
Talking about possession, when i got possession of your stash,
Talking with barely veiled aggression, to you this is a hobby,
To me it's an obsession, Its coursing through my veins,
and making me lessen, the partial pressure of CO2,
not trying to give you a lesson, you're tryna get the measure so you can copy me too,
You can reply, don't worry me murdering you isnt a fluke.
