Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

u all need 2 shut d f.u.c.k up/coz ur lines cold/u need 2 warm it up/wake up from ur slumber/saying ****/never did i enjoy all those drama/all d rapper who claim 2 b wise/thanks for paving d way for d king/i never cling 2 ****/coz am gifted @ it/so i do d real thing/yh sum flow/like aww/n i flow like wow/damn it/i made it/made d suck pimp admit it/throw ur punch n i will back 2 address it no time for sum google do a fstyle fella

Originally Posted by taylormaximus

I'm black I stutter when I speak, which is why I'm so stupid about fluency when writing

and I copy whatevers within reach that seems deep, cuz my flow? Shallow as the beach...

unfortunately it seems now since such adversity has joined the forum
my flow has dried up and has left me with no decorum
my form remains the same: formless
less of a form than a germ is
well if we grabbed a microscope we'd see germ in form...
bnb must not exist,
Gmc or number 4, Rick

All these fakes. Yet I'm still tmaximus

10 bars wack
The alphabet took a large crap
And Tmax had the audacity to call it rap
Are y'all really gonna fall for that?
Look, you imposter, wannabe b1tchboy
You must be off your rocker, need to switch ploys
You aint brought sh1t, it's noise
Static, eratic retoric from a fagit who's tryin' to play wit' the big boys
But basically harmless
And basically artless
What you'd expect from a fake artist who's blatantly heartless
Brainless and aimless but content on saving the carcass
Of his hollowed out attempts at clever lines
Even B-rad doled out better rhymes
I should say all of what I'm thinkin' in this head of mine
But... never mind

He's not even worth it

(BackInBlack
Senior Member
Join Date: Jan 2014
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Y'all think I do this for any kinda benefit?
Sh1t, naw, I'm still on that Dennis the Menace Sh1t and when I spit
Plenty will still need tourniquettes before I finish it
I have never, mothafukkin' ever claimed to be innocent
And yeah, I fukt up, now I guess I'll never see the end of it
But I'll keep comin' back coz my love for rap is infinite
For 25 years now I've been doin' nothin' but livin' it
So sit down and listen and pay attention as we get intimate
Everybody goes through hard times, what makes yours and mines different?
I know you hate me coz when I get on the mic I fukkin' deliver it
Consider it payback and yes, you dam right it's deliberate
Maybe you didn't hear me before or maybe your just illiterate
BackInBlack is still the real deal and your still just a counterfeit
Meet me in the dark if you wanna make sh1t out of it
Or meet me in the booth if you want me to show you how to spit
Because not many know how to get as wicked as I'm about to get...

In 4... Three... Two... and... One...

I descended from the demons that possessed aboriginal cannibals
It started when I was younger, had the hunger to dismember animals
When I was sixteen I had b1tches in my basement locked in manacles
Gagged with they own pantyhose, many hoes were panic prone and eratical
So I had to eradicate 'em while masturbatin' listenin' to Metallica
I'm bumpin' Kill The Fetus while pullin' your guts out of ya
But it's gotta be methodically because this sh1t is complex like algebra
Today is just more than another day marked on the calenda
Turn it up coz I've found that Esham's the perfect soundtrack for murda and mayhem
Lay you down on the ground and use ya blood to draw a pentegram
And I don't even worship Satan but I also just don't give a dam
If they think that I do when I am
Up to my neck in dead bodies, worse than Ted Bundy
And to me everything that I've said's funny
I'm fundin' my first official LP from the dead's money
The relentless sickness is all that you're gonna get from me

Oh and also, if you respect or like Lil Wayne... here ya go... you wanna talk sh1t about me? This famous Fukk does worse than me!

https://youtu.be/ac2M3MY82JM

WOOOO yall been putting in work...
S'aight here we go.

Mr. 4 da nicest known and the illest wit the mircophone
light up the air waves like its lightning bolts
Back in blacks girl is getting used to dat life alone
4 nights of her taking pipe and I might get dome
so listen
Im giving her colitoris a flickin
shes wanting and wishing, wonding when imma put the d1ck in
but Blacks missing, body riddled with infliction
behind the church, face first
in critical condition
yo

really max?
Spiffy? wishing well bars? corny and nerdish
I'm certain, your the type that only sips 5ths of bourbon
his moms basement, contemplating, Tay commits the murder
battered N bloodied and ripped her shirtless,
Max bathes in her blood and think up verses, leans over her corpse
and critques her curtains
Haha
Taylor Max is either self hating or faking black
masquerading, hes triple K, B... can't take it back
Blacks studder? nah... ya mother
used to shutter and moan way back when I used to love her
Tell me taylor, how you really gunna try to diminish mine
yelled idiot, and did the same sh1t with the winnie line?
Nah, I dont bite but you contradict
b1tch get in line
and guess what, tell that trick monster it's dinner time

yeah
Monster Wrapper
gets hit and smashed by the grill of my mac truck
Stop, Back up
I hop out, make sure hes stompped and fractured
then peel the f*k off while yelling "NOW THATS a monster mash-cuz"
this pompous actor, better bring da rhatchet
this n1ggah don't know his style acient (aztec/as text)
it's not a (setting/set thing) (unicycle/you recycle)
Your style (two tired/too tired) its not (interesting/into resting)
easy... haha

Temp-late been fake
you'll take, the force the this blunt blade
chafe hair on your face or your chin breaks
This fem caught a case for like ten rapes
hes all "sandusky doesn't love me"
he's pennstate, iv been great
you know whats not, those lines your forcing
that whole "4 things" scheme was corny and boring
yo

Man that was handsome with disses turned to a cancerous phantom
Demanding someone answer his anthem
But guess what?
This style is overused and overrated
So go and chew the leftovers before its alternated
Altercated with himself, hoping nobody'd figure
But let's keep it a secret close to a whisper
I'll play the charade if you entertain the parade
So without further ado, without alertin the crew
Let battle the commence, I'm on the offense

The lion and the hyena lyin
Comedic, conceited, and false like the Mayans
"No, Monster! You're on the ganja, you mean the Wayans?
We both act like funny black dudes!"
But then in Act 2: half you was intricate, then my inter-est accrued
"Created your good half, hood half fighting back,
But then that's when your writings wack"
You're sure right in that! I might have to light your @ss!

Mr. 4 bores with his four set of bars
Let's break a verse into fours more than before it was farce
Out of four bars? Let's say... Two.
Two of them sh1ts was doo/due.
One of them was "nah", the other could kill f@ggots
That's like a one-hot-line-every-four-bar average
Nígga, that shìt is lame when you're spitting it, Jay-Z would agree
Went from proper professor to an illiterate who'd need a degree

double post .. after 3 days they finally drop my sh1t

double post .. after 3 days they finally drop my sh1t

Ur rap rhyme line so dry/if i murder u,ur mama gonna cry/stupid! cant u understand a simple line/if u mess with me u gonna die/with ur eye open wide/i pull my tongue and u hear gunshot/it a miracle/u posses devil/time 2 beat d hell out of u/am d baddest guy in dis place/so i took d 1st position in every race/why d panic d fear in ur face/hold u hand together n say d lord's grace/so dis my reason why u cant compete/so little kid now just admit defeat/
black in black think he is tough/step back coz ur punchline still soft/like cough/u started off nice n slow/poetic line u cant show/rap talent #alvicopopple owned/so i dnt want 2 see u end up stone/just a piece of crap/u think u would b well known/u just high schood dropout/so stop acting tough/pls fall out

double post .. after 3 days they finally drop my sh1t

Aey Yo, Alvic ... F*k ya title brah


He said stay to the subject but he ain't displaying no substance
he's raps confusing like bi sexual husbands parading in public
Judging by the way that he struts it, this n1ggah suffers from crushed d1ck
plus his wife tells me, he's either gay or he's suspect
haha
Yo step ya game up, ya flame snuffed
ya frame is brittle, B
picture whats in that chamber at range. bruh
nah you lack the imagery

Originally Posted by MonsterWrapper

That's like a one-hot-line-every-four-bar average

Word bro? That was a hot line, takeover was a dope song
when Jay did it, you're an example of sampling when it goes wrong
Yo, I throw bombs cause im not all there, morally yet
and priorities is not something you would totally get
between my opening bar and your diss we both owe Jay royalty checks
you doubled as kenny to diss me cause you know imma threat
Iv been a vet, known to wreck when the tech sprays
Dis nigg@'s text lame, but your bae gives the best brains
comparing me to you is like mp3's to cassette tapes
haha
Monster Wrapper had a line where he rhymed mass and massive
but wayan and mayan don't rhyme, that's just a disaster
but don't mind me, nigg@h i'm just a savage
ill scrap up some contraption to cause the death to spread fasta
the doctah attemps a patch up but thinks in his head "madness"
as the top half of ya punk @ss rolls off of the hospital bed mattress

Lol, whatev's

Allthelyrics mods are clearly playing favorites...

Backinblack can rap about locking women up in basements and killing fetuses but I can't rap about sex or my post get removed...
can we get some adult mods in here?

... And hand in this.
Fukk it...
If the teacher don't like it she can suck it!

I aint famous but I came to bust
And I'm way more dangerous
To ya mind than angel dust
Listen to me and your brains will rust
And corrode like old battery posts
I guess I was born this way, I guess it's always been the way it had to be folks
Can't seem to put the porn away and my roamin' hand casually strokes
My poll all the time and I know that's it's a sign that it's actually gross
When it even begins happenin' in public
But I'm laughin' and I love it
Maybe it's the asses and the racks that does it
Probably so, so if they want in on the action, fukk it
I'm a start the worlds largest spontaneous orgy
And get b1tches suckin' and fukkin' and they can all play with this for me
Just goin' out in public every day, all the different T&A makes it get horny
If they only knew that I totally do know a thousand ways to get stormy-----
And get charged up like lightenin' bolts
Baby just gimme a Vicodin dose and then lemme tighten the ropes
I know it's just a fantasy but can't ya see it brightens my hopes?
Besides if you let me inside once then that's a license to grope
If I ever see ya again, even if it's in the super market
No, I don't wanna be just friends, I wanna shoot the target
With skeet from a couple a feet away in ya new apartment
Coat ya titties wit juice from hard dikk before I screw ya tart slit
Sometimes I guess my dark wit seems to get me in major trouble
But would you forgive me if I told ya I knew a million ways to cuddle?
You said it was rape last time but if that's right then why didn't ya even have the decent grace to struggle?
'Cause now I'm confused and I can't understand if the look on ya face is subtle
Committment to not placin' your legs behind your head again
Or if your gonna share your medicine and let us into your bed again
And if it was rape why is this guy starting to tape while you're starting to give me head again?
Maybe you like playin' games baby but this seems like a dangerous direction to be headed in

Then again...

I love boobs and splits...

And she's already seen tha weina and how huge it gets

Ya know what? I think I can do this sh1t.

Yeah. Y'all go on and record while I'm bruisin' it until she's losin' it, 'cause tonight I'm provin' that I've got a supa dikk...
--------------------

Hey teach! Was that book report okay?
Oh yeah? For real? Ya don't say.
Ah come on Miss Biznitch, how come you wont play?
Yes ma'am, I understand, no, I wont stay... I'll go to the office right away...
Dam, I thought freedom of speech meant I could say whatever I like to say.
But I guess there are areas where it is all kinds a gray.
It's okay...
I wrote it down anyway
For posterity and I'll bury it till anotha day
Until then I think I'll stay the fukk away
And I don't care what the rest of the class has to say coz them suckas gay.... Ha! HA! HAAAA!!!!

See ya.
Never want to be ya.
Never even want ta see ya,
Coz y'all suck like a bad case of gonorrhea...

Originally Posted by Mr. 4

WOOOO yall been putting in work...
S'aight here we go.


Temp-late been fake
you'll take, the force the this blunt blade
chafe hair on your face or your chin breaks
This fem caught a case for like ten rapes
hes all "sandusky doesn't love me"
he's pennstate, iv been great
you know whats not, those lines your forcing
that whole "4 things" scheme was corny and boring
yo

Sliding in with retrospect
The memo, its '4 with the ghetto text
He wanna demo check, but allegro set
The test of texts yo?
I wrecked those like the border patrol did to Pedro
But this Mr. Pedo wanna bring up Sandusky
..Either ya pen, pad, or hand's rusty
Spit a bar without sex, you a virgin & man lusty

Ya damn musty, disgusting, it damn must be
Sad to be so average...fam trust me I bust free's
Your skill a B-, and that slams justly
Thusly study till dusk g
Cause your preditcable punches ugly, touchy rugby

You front slaying, I hunt game
Shoot him fast he'll say it was just style how he runway...
Affront with the grunt
Course its a stunt when he cuts, he's stuck with a "blunt blade"
It was one day in a one-lane going one way
I still past 4's fastest on a sunday
You top 3....of Forbe's fattest, master of the Sundae

Demonstrate while '4 just emulates, replicates.
He drops bombs..but firsts asks me if he can detonate
I said set a date
He said "9/11" time to speculate
I devastate, creativeness decimates
So I picked what's between, let you investigate
Makes sense I've "gotta case of 10 rapes"...
Let that one just resonate

'4 keeps it simple, always in puzzlement
I 'supply' what he 'cant' without askin 'y', the lyrical 'supplicant'
Enough with it, your suckin' dìck, so might as well keep rubbin' it
Vitamin D his favorite supplement
(Insert Haha right here)
Laugh at your own jokes cause nobody lovin' it in your covenant.
He like "Shuddup Temp, my style only sucks cuz it underwent a bump and dent"
Crashed, his written's and free's phony
Ironic, he's in love with my còck, but didn't think he'd T-bone me

Word bro? That was a hot line, takeover was a dope song
when Jay did it, you're an example of sampling when it goes wrong
Yo, I throw bombs cause im not all there, morally yet
and priorities is not something you would totally get
between my opening bar and your diss we both owe Jay royalty checks
you doubled as kenny to diss me cause you know imma threat
Iv been a vet, known to wreck when the tech sprays
Dis nigg@'s text lame, but your bae gives the best brains
comparing me to you is like mp3's to cassette tapes
haha
Monster Wrapper had a line where he rhymed mass and massive
but wayan and mayan don't rhyme, that's just a disaster
but don't mind me, nigg@h i'm just a savage
ill scrap up some contraption to cause the death to spread fasta
the doctah attemps a patch up but thinks in his head "madness"
as the top half of ya punk @ss rolls off of the hospital bed mattress

Forget rhymin, start in the hymen with your big sister
Never mind... style switch!
Let's just crunch numbers, since I bite the big figures
Your "opening bar?" Two things: #1-it's piss #2-you're shít
Do the math... You're 4 times the piss and 2 times more shít
"Just a savage". You must be high... Add the L? Just a salvage.
Snake eyes, roll a paradise, lost luggage, yet there's still baggage.
What a savage. Only executes when he's behind the net. Lay-up.
But not to fret. Contraption is all he's ever made of.
"Cassette tape"? Only when you C a ssette player.
My pleasure is only measured via threats later-
-after diss, I get the "madness", anagram of Sam's end.
Uncle won't give without an ante. No green eggs and HAM then.
Hears something ear-relevant, like... Mr.4 postmortem
Your "deaf spreads faster", it wasn't... Mr.4 post more-o-dem
Replace f with th, but still get past 4, I'm fifth, past second
Basically, it's 4: 0-1 me, then he completely missT....daft peasant

Idk if I should put apostrophes to highlight the double entendres but, I'll just assume you're smart enough to decipher it on your own

I admit it, I've been off the forum, been slacking,
But I've been putting in work, while Pro's busy attacking,
The two lethalest MC's who've tossed him a bone,
Let him spit on a higher scale, instead of just rapping alone.
Our criteria was simple, get TMax and Wrapper for a 2v2,
But Max hasn't responded so I guess that just leaves you.

Predator, Splinter cell, and Altair aswell,
Shows us evidence that's too strong to dispel.
A real killer is silent, moves along in the darkness,
Only shows himself to release the weak from lifes harness.
So you're killer talk isn't fitting the walk,
You a security guard, so you know I'm gonna stalk,
Your workplace, find the keys,
You'll think you're alone but the shadow sees,
Everything you do, Everywhere you move,
Every breath you take, Every road you choose.
I'll let you get in, log into the forums and sh1t,
Then slip my blade inbetween your clavicle and first rib.
Go on your account about to type a wack verse,
To ruin your reputation, but you've already got there first.

Quantity over Quality, as useless as a policy,
As the Conservatives trying to create a British Monopoly,
Pro your mum jokes will never be stopping me,
I wouldn't touch your mum with a bargepole, sh1t is straight sodomy,
She a b1tch, so if that fat cu*t slobbers for my d1ck,
I'm gonna use Pavlov as my teacher, and give her the stick.
Set your d1ck as the carrot, in her twisted mind it's okay,
She unzips your trousers, and you let her play.

I'm broke? B1tch I'm 18, you're 27,
I'm a medic, you're a tax-paid crime preventer.
In 15 years time, I have plans and drive to be worth a mil,
You'll be looking for money to pay your next bill.

Way over half this sh1t, is not passionate
I'm not havin' it, it'll not pass as fit
As it is, and as it happens your rappin' is wack as sh1t, I've written better and more clever by accident
Than the whole mass of your trashy scripts so God help us if your crass attempts at raps can get past your lips
And you actually half attempt to rap -n- sh1t, well I guess we could catch up on some sleep and take a nap -n- sh1t....

....zzzzzzzzzzzzz......zzzzzzzzzzzzzz......zzzzzzz .......

Okay, I'm back and sh1t...

I'm insane with a capital I
I'm not your sloppy practical guy
I stab b1tches wit' a tactical knife
I guess it's a bad habit of mine
I'll grab the mic and assault YOU wit it
And laugh like a madman while I'm doin' it
Fukk every critic that don't like my sh1t
And fukk anybody that's booin' it
I'm probably screwing it up, probably missed the down beat
But I don't give a fukk, go ahead and gimme the crown chief
I pound beef
Into ground beef and make street bangers that pound streets
You've found grief if ya fukkin' with me, I'm indisputable
Tie ya to a chair and stick an ice pick into ya cuticles
Until ya either agree or just scream, both is beautiful
It's irrefutable, my flow is so dope, it should be a pharmaceutical

Man I spit fire
Your raps deflate like a tire
You say your good ha your a liar
Cuz in this food chain I'm higher
I got yo girl in my bed
Yeah I'm bout to get yo head
Stop challenging me cuz you will end up dead
Y'all should just quick cu I own this thread

Hey guys, please, keep to guidelines. I understand this is a battle but some posts are just disgusting. Again, this is not a junk yard of a forum where you can swear anything you like.

Try to fight without sexual or other rude insults or this thread will be closed in 3 days (and never reopened here @ATL).

Thank you for attention.

*censored*

Originally Posted by Pro-Found

I went PG


My motives and compassion as a rapper are none in comparison/
When I tare this track up my flow becomes more dope than a heroin binge/
The kind of music to just lose it and dance too like a new stereo cringe/
Oh there he go again the immaculate handler on the floor to wear ya thin/ attracting too many people at the club like they wanna wear my skin/
too many G's at the club flashing cash trying to act tough thinking that they real macho n sh1t/
but really just trying to front like OGs because they can't back it wit real GodFlow/
I'm on that congnac another 2 shots/ sh1t I guess I feel like have gone black got an ego like 2pac's/
But G get too close to me you better back up or I'll throw 2 blocks/
When I'm on my grind I'm just trying to cop a deal/
mind on that behind like Big Papa that's just my attitude I'm just trying to cop a feel/ eyes on this amazing bad chick who has mad appeal/
She already knew that Im blazing that magic I'm David CopperField/
quick smooth conversation like its not a big deal/
She's slick smooth persuasive got to get a grip for real/
alright Pro-Found u just gotta get into ur grove/
feel the vibe damn girl body all tight I can feel her move/
She dances*so god like so I drop that anchor man/
theres party in my pants n ur invited all night damn/

my substantials need that $ appeal/ its always about the financials and hunnies to steal/
so stand up throw ur hands up in the air/ nothing like a few drinks and music to fix too a true player/
put 2 in 2 together nothin to compare when the sensation is there/
yee back to her crib I think that we lose now/
relaxing so I do work acting on my next move/ macking on how interest ya oh/ she said first I wanna hear sum sexual/ sorry can't do that I got to censor so I kicka rap that's sensual/ alright give me a minute n I get a little more dirty ya dig/
oh thats just how it Is and if lack in that area I make up in well she know that Im packin big/
Im down to please wit the snake tongue/ she shakes one heck of a tease make you wanna say uhn/
Guess where that leads too my positions my styles switches wit ease/
and every night I simply give her what she needs/
and of course I'm taking about the Mic I grip and I squeeze real tight/ like true MC and I recite when it feels right/ freestyling wit skillz feel the vibe of these chills/
like cocking a gun the kinda feeling after get when you exhale/ still I love it even know it kills then Im gone from dusk till dawn on the next tail/

When you exhale's like cocking a gun?
Your rap ain't the bomb but you drop it and run.
True though, there's a new low and Pro found it.
So now Pro found I leave foes pounded.
No decorum..
It's due to guys like him if they close the forum.
Prose performance? Pro's performance?
'Nuff to turn the local mormons pro-abortion.

Your whole verse was under formed.
So many biters coming after my bars this is "Dusk til Dawn".
Nothing mourned..
He'll be forgotten about whilst the blood's still warm

You end every sentence with a slash like a duellist.
I'll split the spirit from your form like a dualist.

He challenged a boss and that was the cost;
Yeah he's battled a lot but this Amateur Lost.
Saying he's Pro Found.. No doubt.
Oh, wow / whoa, ow..
Reread what I wrote down and start keeping notes now.
You don't get the baddest chicks with massive wits, just slow sows.
You're "Packing Big" if caps are switched
coz actual fact you're 'Backing Pigs'.

"Motives and compassion"..?
but you posted a redaction.
Yeah I liked that censored work we never heard. heavyweight.
Coming with nothing when you pen a verse anyway.
Just cut you off since I can't allow violence..
That was your best ever work; Profound silence.
Your drop was was profound; a profound lack of content.
Now your "ego's like 2pac's" coz it's long dead.