Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

@Tyler
Nah I don't digg
Thank you for the very basic and plain rebuttal tho. What a letdown
You wrote four stanzas and only had one multi in them (that says enough already)
Absolutely zero metaphors,wordplay, schemes in your verse but apparently "everybody else here is average"?
One cringe-worthy attempt at flipping my name (Take notes from Tmax if you wanna flip my name)
You're probably the weakest opponent I ever wrote for on this forum. (good thing I only hit you with 5 lines)
The only reason I'm putting you in your place is cause you said "monster/rick are a waist of time" pffft lol
Monster would kill you

Originally Posted by Template

@Tyler
Nah I don't digg
Thank you for the very basic and plain rebuttal tho. What a letdown
You wrote four stanzas and only had one multi in them (that says enough already)
Absolutely zero metaphors,wordplay, schemes in your verse but apparently "everybody else here is average"?
One cringe-worthy attempt at flipping my name (Take notes from Tmax if you wanna flip my name)
You're probably the weakest opponent I ever wrote for on this forum. (good thing I only hit you with 5 lines)
The only reason I'm putting you in your place is cause you said "monster/rick are a waist of time" pffft lol
Monster would kill you

If you saw no metaphors or wordplay then I feel bad for you, I had some in there lol. If you can't catch on, then I feel like that would be where you lack.
Also, if I'm weak, why wouldn't you write back? Afraid? I get it man, talk it but don't back it up. I was under the impression we were freestyling, but I mean if you feel like you're actually half decent and want to even attempt to come back, I guess I could take some time and show you how average you really are.



Edit: Lol, you do realize not all rappers use multis? Did you google how to be a good rapper and read about them? That's a luda style, I can name PLENTY of rappers that SLAY without using them. But I mean if you want 'em I can write 'em

Listen, I go by Blackout104Gaming, that proves this **** is a joke to me, now when I asked you to battle, you ****ing should have said "No" to me. You said you only lost once, was that supposed to scare me? ***** my raps ****ing flawless just go ask your boyfriend Jeremy. This faggot, had a bike helmet on in his twitter pics, on his skate board doing simple tricks, ***** you don't know what rap is, you little ****, brittle ****, I could riddle and spit Lymbric six times as fast as your pathetic gimmick. Yo, this ain't rhyme time, this ain't URL, this ain't "King of the dock" this is for Rick *****ing I'm the king of this spot. Your so bad you can't even get a job at "Dipping Dots". Yo, this kid is a ****ing joke, you don't pump or smoke you just stay home reading Tumblr quotes rubbing you're disgusting rope and wishing you where "Rick So Dope". You are dreaming if you think that you can win this, wake up, that baby-*** face always looks like your wearing make up. It you weren't already fat I would tell you to get your weight up, oh wait call the poperazzi Queen Gammon gotta get her shape up. You look like an extra tuby telly tubby, you are young as **** and your chunky. You don't even got to smoke weed to get the munchies, hold up have a snickers ***** your a diva when your hungry. Yo, real ****, I bet I know all of your lunch lines, and that shits weak, ***** please, talk some real **** my dad ditched me on the street. I've been mentally unstable since I was 15. Thats real ****, I got nothing to hide, I've been thinking of suicide four or five times. Now man the **** up, look me in the eyes. Think about this, you can't stomp on my pride.

Felt bad for Temp? What a "waste of time".
We spit for your áss just to waste the time.
Who spit in your áss up around the south?
Shoved a díck till it reached up and out your mouth?
This sad-áss fúck got salty with a sad áss-fúck
Áss got fúcked by his dad at the age of a tad....
Pole, dancing was his mama's pro-fession
Her áss got fúcked so their hunger would lessen
But now he gets fúcked cuz that hunger express him
So now, his 'sad áss' raps are the only thing to suc-cess him

Ty said he takes it to the next step, he's wild
In reality, he IS the next step... the Tyl
And since you a got 'self esteem/self-a-steam', get the fúck outta the 'sauna'
If there was complete áss-wipe shít music, that would be your genre
No imagery to "dissolve" when we 'solubility/saw ya ability'
The softest-sock solvent mocking Meek Mill's soliloquy
You constantly 'cummin', you do it better at "stickin to strokes"
You 'cryin' while you 'fryin beef', like you 'listen to roasts'
Acting like you spitting all the perfect rhyme blandishments
Anyone who think you ain't the best needs a banishment
Always talking bout 'timing' flow to inflict mass damages
In the end, we just forget about 'Ty-management/time management'

Side note: If your rhymes are complex as you claim they are, break it down for us. Cuz otherwise, I just see some basic-áss high school grade rigid bassline-flow writing with literally, the worst type of megalomania demeanor implanted into it. Point out to me at least 3 wordplay and metaphor techniques you used in that last rap, I'll consider you good. Or even on Rick Gammon's level at that...

When temp @ me
Temp'a'shure'd defeat quite easily
Max was beatin and ego bruised
So he sat in his little room wiggling the feet in his little shoes
feelin like a chum
Started to watch cartoons,
scratched his bum then hung his hamster up to the ceiling fan
his mum came in and begun
naggin' about killin agun'
Then slowly fell into a trance as the critter swung

Yall think you know me think you can do what I do
Well let me tell you what I can do for you
I'll start dancin' to a little tune
start grabbin' lady's fannies and began to have a schizophrenic fantasy about what I'm gone do to not just one but all of you

I dance to a different dance than yall do,
so just watch as I knock and your Meesus answers and talks and her jaw gets stuck when you come to check up on her
Her knees are all burnt and her guilty conscious screams rape as I make a dash for the door
But at the same time I'm banging his wife I loosen the locks to the door knobs that keep nut jobs like me from entering your primesus (premises) and missus
Surprise as you see me tiptoeing out the bathroom, after we lock eyes I'm nice so I smile at you
then smile some more in the living room
when I see the perfect place to deficate and leave a mark on the fler(floor)
signed max the guest whom you never answered the door fer in the 1st place
It took your girl and for that I made her beg for mer (more)

Check the surveillance camera
I never left, just danced with your dog til his eyes turned red,
a chimera began to form from its chest
Goat horns grew from maxs head
Disappear, silence, darkness is all that's left
In your bedroom Im spotted gettin undressed and then check the fb messages your ex gf left
Grab the hatchet from my back pocket jot down her residence
Sick tune plays in my head as I begun to twirl and start my *****
This red man I won in a bet,
does everything I say for some fire water before breakfast
while my chicken extends its neck
it begins to peck and beg for some ***** at this next address/home invasion something I gotta plan as I text.
It all fades, old glory days. Memories of a life where only psychopaths play...

Max awakes its just a dream.
Reality hits that's when the violence begins again
max starts beaten his socks off
then chokes his feet:
ugly little pink things, like Piggys
Max squeeled as he squeezed thinking of doing the same things to all these mean ol bullies that just don't like his feats...

Maxs' confidence began dangling by a string
All hope: waning like that crescent thing. The moon? I think.
He felt he could compete but how
could He
When temp took everything max built from studying studiously
and rubbed it into open wounds with the intent and satisfaction of givin max an upseat, satisfy your victory temp.
Here's a plate. Eat.
Plenty of max for all to feast. Except bnb don't touch me. Creep.
And when you're done eating please take a seat, also here's a teat
you'll get drunk off it.
Borrowed it from temps mommy
when liquor took her on a binge and she robbed my dik of its hard feeling

Soft chick more like fluffy hen... But I was a **** didn't matter then.
Cuz I was still hard from the resentment left within when temp took my pen,
and returned it bent.

Sh!t look at my ramblin'
as you can tell my stanzas are just screamin' arrogance
and I dare a challenger to pass a passin' glance without droppin their pants and lettin me in
max is the best that there never was ant (wasn't)
Well he was not but now that "not"
is not what most will think when the beat stops and your heart stops beating

max is mean and teams will be needed
4 vs me
if max plans to keep cyphering
Watch out all you over rated and under rating fiends

Geez max is so conceded...he also conceded defeat when needed.
Useless? Nah technical script just needed to be used less

if a ***** be bleedin ' max will just keep on 'ceein
til the police on scene with the K-9 unit and taserin' anything that breathes
They tries to stop the rioters from gettin too excited with the violence
In the ensurin' confusion max attacks even though he had nothin to do with it, all to much coincidence
'They must be out to get us' max began to get anxious, paranoia losses its patience
Max is rabid so he infects all da citizens
he don't choose or miss
Then In a lawsuit: he walks in naked and sues the court for bullying his mental usage.
Too many amps to the brain had his tissue black and bluin'
3rd attempt at state ordered electrocution...

This is how the story starts:
In the dark of my bedroom I lit a fart
Working out harder than max ever did when it came to being literally fluent with the flowancy
And with a rate of 10 on his poetry
it was bout time max noticed bars he set to be 10
receive 20 claps or 11 tears drop.
(There's a pirate in the crowd, or so max thought)
Talk about revenge
but not really the correct word is:
Avenged: but like the avengers I'm plural with the vengeance
Ninja with the technical stance
Standing in a trance;
the dance I dance to is still a dance, dude
Better beware my words are worse for the wear, b' anything sbu can do
I can do too, anything bnb spits
I just improve but don't approve of the use
In fact make room, move over.
Cause an(d) effect: it's like dominos and this is max resurrecting max so now it's a full blown take over
Call me C7od, put that 7 in the 'cee:
Got what they call me religiously
7 is gods number or so I think...
at church meetings within an inner satanic ring we began exercising on some little teens
Girls or boys I ain't sexist all just cum to me.
but sorry ignore the erecting erection it happens everytime i think of texting long notes or think of garden ho's
Great prose with no intent
It's a pose I've come to know, even all the ho's expect the same flow, but max is unpredictable with the script

Start scrubbin bnb's name from your list
Template can't be beat so I just joined right in
then realized
This recipe I concocted is for: to create a disaster
plaster temps face all over my toilet
Smash any remnants of a friendship for mistaking my @temps to be anything less then greatness
He forgets his placement
All over my pavement
I had temp paved in
Caved in his chick while I smiled and waved at him
A pattern used over and over again
Temp plaited with multis
Max is an opponent with a different ferocity
It's velocity vs gravity
Pattern vs unchanging flowing poetry
Depth vs cleverness
"Max I miss"
says temp "will you please give me a kik"
Heck yea. Send me your ****

Kenny gone but forget him he sucked
Dik, til it was red and looked like a lion got ahold of it
Then he performed medical emergency on the tip and got sued for jizzin' on the patient

Rumor was max was contemplating eating human meat:
an entire human being he decided to cook in a pot with beans
but instead just took a little piece
His own: cooked his hand in grease
Til his pen dinged it was quite alarming
Time to start arming his slave army

I want part of diss
Ight here we go

I'm like a white Michael Vick
I don't take **** I give it
Cmon ***** I wanna battle
Go back and forth
Like a horse and a saddle
Man **** it
But what's all this trash talking about
Is it the fact I opened my mouth
Ready to shout out
I'm lil jay
Most make fun dat game
Most call me gay
But I'll show them who's straight
Man accept this
Don't sit back and get pissed
Woah I think u jus got dissed

Oh snaps... Yall nikkaz still wrappin?

I aint been oh here since they held up my drops...

might start dropping again

Held up your drops?
Call it a favor, when you lack flavor
It helps to stop such misbehavior
I'll show you the way, number seven says to 4
Then kindly shuts the door in his face.

I'm a lion in rage turn tail and hide behind pride
and call it inner faith
The sinners bait
While the master baits
I master the debate
And during such proposals I sit back and masterbate
Facts I spit are straight,slightly curved
Aimed at below the waist
Disaster waitin to happen even on a sunny day.
Bring your rain coat
I'm a monster ridin a tsunami
On me is a scuba tank
Stop and pause kinda slow then
aim my army tank
Blow the brains off anythang
Walk around like my as$ don't stank
But honestly it's my past,
I Fukin ranked

Mister don't waste mine or yours
The door? Take it off the henge
I'll greet your face with the floor
Binge? Blame the riddalin
Just not helpin
call some prescriptions up and we can be friends for a min

But
that's it don't expect me to share my m&ms with you kid
I'm just not into drug addiction after my wife left me over it
Now she's ****in Jesus, all I ever hear is church hyms when I get ready to take a sh!t

"You're probably the weakest opponent I ever wrote for on this forum. (good thing I only hit you with 5 lines)
The only reason I'm putting you in your place is cause you said "monster/rick are a waist of time" pffft lol
Monster would kill you"
-Quote from Temp
You definitely want to encourage improvement huh? You proved nothing. Except whenever someone disses monster expect temp to jump in.



"Felt bad for Temp? What a "waste of time". "

"the worst type of megalomania demeanor"
"I just see some basic-áss high school grade rigid bassline-flow writing"

TO MONSTER I HOPE YOU CRY M'F

You spit for his as$ but its all just basic line/lyin', you belong in trash
And i aint tryin to be the garbage man
But if its come to that.
Then ill take you to the garbage van
You want analysis fam?
Ill diagnose your whole verse
With a dialysis
Dam, So your flow aint blockin up the drain
Where the challengers plan

Quotations, backslash 'temp please just look at mine'
Fine says temp 'ill, but not sick monster get back to suckin my pen tip'
Devotion monster has but not to rap
Its who can stuff his mouth until he can not cough or laugh

Tag youre it temp
slay max before he embellishes on his accomplishments
If tylers demeanor is admonished as a frontal diss
Where yall at to take my head off?
Youll need an axe
Cuz you cant slash through this hedgehogs tact
Im too dam fast

Call me the bush-pig nasty when i tape your wife doin' the 'it'
You know
shavin my back til its pink and blemishes lie like a puddle next to your pillow,
Dont believe me give it a sniff?
Youre like what "oh
Smells like feces, looks like chocolate"
"Go head temp give it a lick," your wife encourages,
while she
dildos to max whom she'll miss
with a ferocious persistence that borders on
Obsessiveness

Monster got enraged when the tile
Claimed
he was atleast okay,
liars fate.
Denounced just about everyone rapping
which was a stupid thang
But hey double teamin to me is never okay, g
not even when its monster gettin
Gang banged in his gangs
place
While his chick looks at him and collects the pay.
Monster does stuff like that for free
I mean.

if i had a penny for everytime monster
Thought he had brains
Id be able to pay for a drainage
ditch for his
Cerebrospinal useless fluid
That inhabits his
Unconscious consciousness

Like a premature kid
He mumbles and repeats what you said
In hopes that its read as a clever message
But infact its all a mess

i assume he underwent a surgery
from a lobotomist
as a tot
Skull deformed, he barely mumbles
But spits a lot

Thats what brought the monster to forum.
Dropped off like some orphan,
temp removed his horn
Sharpened his ego and he became a norm
all youll get from max this day forward
Is scorn

Originally Posted by Jacob Settles

I want part of diss
Ight here we go

I'm like a white Michael Vick
I don't take **** I give it
Cmon ***** I wanna battle
Go back and forth
Like a horse and a saddle
Man **** it
But what's all this trash talking about
Is it the fact I opened my mouth
Ready to shout out
I'm lil jay
Most make fun dat game
Most call me gay
But I'll show them who's straight
Man accept this
Don't sit back and get pissed
Woah I think u jus got dissed

white Michael vick?
Are you stupid, he dog fights pits
Ill take your ugly little face and mark it as a target
The next time hunting season starts? Not waitin'
Ill just spark the massive c4 bomb strapped to your car
and laugh as it turns into a rocket

You dumb sh!t youre a fukin waste of existence
you rhyme to be complacent but far into this race
you Trump it
Bump your head and get an aneurism
for your political incorrectness

let me ask you this are you gay?
im not gonna call you gay I support LGBT
I mean I really don't wanna speculate but if youre straight
how you gonna show it, wont that make you gay?

But if you are heres a cross, religion is key
to unlockin the door to imagining things
you needa start sucking up or down
to the King
depending on how far Gods weenie
hits the ground
jk just fukin around a round
like im not even serious just waitin for some new mouths
to seam

flip my hair like a Barbie teen and wink
shake my juicy booty
come on users do your duty
use what im sayin against me
log back on and deforest trees
pencil push until the pencils pushing ink
come on yall pretend I stink
how much longer do I have to seem like a fukin D'
before finally someones like Max heres your destiny
and we rap until the left mouse button gets sticky
no more entering
That's a fukin battle to me
come on Jacob
Fukin saddle me,
ill apply the make up
treat me like a horsie
so I can rise on two feet and treat you like the animal abusing
white Michael vick you claim to be
Stick a hoof up your *** until your a inside out donkey

Don't bother feelin' upbeat
ill beat you up for feelin' on me
get it cuz if youre feelin up a beat
youre feeling up on me
cuz lets face it im just so obviously happy to be back
runnin off at the yap. someone please hold my tongue
its come unattached
I speak in it, hiss and hiss
venom, spit
Emily Rose
But so did Maximiss
when it was mornin and he thought of Emily of the exorcist
and touched his dik

This ain't a mirror match
You deflect from a sincerer rap
Every letter is fresher I'm forever better lad
Fúck the mirror, Tmax is see-through like Kyle Jenner's dad
What I gotta spell it out for you?
Slow every bar down like the bartender out with flu?
Fúck that, duck fast, or catch a bullet
Pieces dangle from his head that's a ratchet mullet
You was right to admit defeat
Pen fell then felt there was nothing but shít to eat
Can't "debate" it if I'm straight awakened
Shoot him with one eye closed like the guy who sang 679, now he 8 it
No heart beat just a steady drop
Shít I will spell it out for you, come my way so you get fetty wap'd

"All youll get from max this day forward is scorn"
Of course cause without _S its the adverb form of corn
Your complaints heard and ignored like a jailer's snitch
You got bad blood ever since I kendrick'd your áss Taylor, swift
Said "Monster I hope you cry Motherfúcker"
I didn't know he did yours...dámn he really under covers

I'm always on the track like a négro's shoes
"Max was beatin' and ego bruised"
Lost and admits defeat but refers to himself in 3rd person
That's what a bítch does when he cant hurdle the burden

Like it or not
I'm like a vicodin shot
Writin' this hot just to sooth the pain
Screws loose in the brain if Taylor's using my name
_S says "checkmate..em wait" let me induce in his game
There's a king queen rook and a Knight
Judging how Max moves on with the L he knows which piece his look alike..
Novelty hobby I'm probably sloppy comitting hommy's on the side with a tommy
Son just a worm the way you book in a fight
You follow the path of death row I'm Suge in the night
Its classic fishing how I throw a hook with a right..

He said it's "velocity vs gravity"
That's funny..let me explain it graphically
Velocity requires a direction but you just passively pass without a strategy
No end goal in life its the same with his rhapsody
That leaves you to be gravity by de-fault
Let me open the wound and I don't need salt
T-max this how you build a scheme for a source of panic..
Cause everybody knows gravity is the weakest force on the planet


Duck duck goose since you "tagged me"
That's a drag like a reach for arms if you catch me

Hungry Hunting
You get dropped and lift up, this is bungee jumping
When did this ugly duckling think he something lovely?
Wasn't it enough to let the verse clash and bump g?
You had to bring mom rápe lines..
Only thing worse than dropping hate crime is you pretending you got date time
"fantasy schizophrenic"?
Wanna be killer with a script got me sympathetic
Threw in the dark satire
Sad/tired is how you left the audience unturned...hidden rock sapphire
You got potential but your pen and stencils lack essentials
My raps aint gentle..
So if it kills you it won't be "axe"idental

All i see is plain text/excuse me
All max sees is a plane in text
You sunni?
Ill shiite on your plate
Temp likes to be tempted out his hidin place
Its okay im just a seal in wait
My corny lines are fishy til they catch the bait

Well max is tempted to undo the restraints
that seem to hold temp in place.
Not velocity just faith holden his legs
On his knees 6 hrs a day.
He dont know which way to pray
so instead he pays
extra vindication
To anyone other than his demonination
China (tryna) fly and but instead Iran to the basics
Know why? Cuz even with your multis lll still maximize on the pro scheme
Pro? Peace. Whats you found is a pro
Acknowledging your piece
Literally if it were written id do some
Tearing.
Just make origami you bean,
Give it to your ching friend im sure he'll be pleased.

Fuk rapin your mum, she raped me
I like to play ventriloquy
when she bends and i can see where temp came from
The northern hole between cheeks
Thats why temp hates gravity
Cuz he landed in the toilet and swam in pee til recently
Explains his complexity (complexion)

Yellow/ i mean hello
Are you hollow? But borrow some more bars g,
Like i said use whatever i say
Its on me, theres a whole lot
I allot you to feast
'When you quote me it just shows that youre weak'

Kendrik? Welcome to my family tree
The bars real high
(So's the nighas, as velocity has them swing)

I talk in third person
I also fuk your woman as the third person
Infact i act it out like its a scene
Until shes hurtin
and her belly blossoms with seed

Further ado Abu, ill prescribe to you to use a little bit more complexity
Put the vicoden down and swallow some ecstasy
Itll help what you write down.
Down. Gravity
Abu's like nah i aint haven' any
But do you have any virgins for me?
Used them all like i did, flows.
Men stroll so i kill them and bury dem
In potholes
Where my pot grows

Little goose
That necks a bit long, youre unbalanced
This is about to get uglier than a duckling with a hoof,
Remember im full of malice

What holds your feats? Gravity
Hard to be intelligent
huh temp?
sounds like you spent to much time
stuck in your birth toilet,
Is that why your ego's sh1t?

Now we're bound to race
White vs some mudslinging terrorist faith
Mate youre denser than the average
You little savage
Its like lookin in a mirror
From up to 8
Months ago
You havent changed, no.
Defeat i conceded
Yet youre still like
' look what i did bro Im reminding you that you went ghost'
Youre right i did
hid inside monsters closet
And when he went to technical flow,
i possessed his pen

Youre on as a guest, days at a time
Taking forever to come up with
Some
multi metaphorical lines
Wanna know how i know temp?
Ill tell you why
Cuz your passion is rap
And it binds your soul to the match
As no one other than maxs
So i spend hrs reading past matches
Youre hooked kid the difference is
It takes you days to do what i do
In the count of ladies laid in a single bang
About ten min for me to come up with this sh1t
Dang? I kid you not
Wang? I play with mine a lot
But your Chang can go to pot
Change? I did a lot
Communism and terrorist?
I can spot. Then drop the bar low
Below the frozen ocean pole
Exercise my skill, til im removin temp(s)'pills
with precise gold dice rolls
Midas well give me some credit man
Im a sapphire with a rock in hand
Its a bit yellaush
Golden touch
Youre a shovel, do you digg me bruh?
Im hardened from dark satire
And ill erupt.
If not ill erode your base till its safe
for all to worship in choice of their own faith

Bad blood? This terrorist doesnt know friendship if it hit him with a gun
Temp youre my homie but im done
This is for me to show you that max aint anything less than focussed
On bringing users potential back up
For that i have to quack a bunch
Sit like a sittin' duck
And call you out, like we're rivalous
But the offer still stands man?
Kik me and let me be in your boyband
I am a fan and i got deployed to your fams ancestral land
Didnt have time to write ya back man
I hope you understand the masters plan
no bad blood between us
Except for mohhammad vs jesus

And that punchline with a punch line
How you gonna fish, when youre throwin' a right hook?
A hooks a hook bro..
Smells fishy so i duck
And throw an elbow
through your Esophagus
Youre adams apple i pluck
and throw away
One bad apple ruins the bunch,
Or so they say

Originally Posted by Pro-Found

@ Black

When I hear some of these battle Rappers to me, there lyrics always appear to be a little bit average off Key/
Like Black thinking he's on that Man Sh1t, Pro Found crushing his vocals with my bare hands gripped,
around his throat I'm a savage when I'm killing them softly/
Like Wayne Brady Yo I'm going to have ta f*cking choke a b1tch/
Dawg all you do is s talk sh1t you got the swag of some potty mouth you couldn't be this dope even if your were a coke addict/
Your lyrics are on par and the equivalent to a 12 year Old Kid but I'm pretty sure he knows that/
Your a joke, and yet you still haven't even noticed your bars only appeal to mostly clowns idiots infantile and emo faggots?/
Ignorance is bliss like a slit on the wrist I know youve been down the river you need some help/
Blacks the Bill Cosby of Rap because he can only touch and beat infants just like his Dad, who beat him that's why he reflects himself , should have ended it way back with the belt/
That's the only way he can provoke his style, you ever feel like an Elf? Low self esteem? Probably got a flacid pen1s too and that's why he always mentions hacking a fetus and acting Suicidal like that's Genius?/
I pull the Shotty out Pal! Put a hole through this Pedophile creep Ima catch a body now/
Or we can go hand to hand man to man I still kick his @ss down f*ck this Karate class Clown you just get stiff in a fight like a mannequin/
I'd rather chill and hit a lil sum n relax with some Gnac wit my feet up laying with ya Moms in the High class Lounge/
Hell I'll even take it down a level to the basement and I'll beat the p*ssy up so bad and leave her @ss with some war wounds on the lobby couch/
Or hell we'll do it right above your rooms too so all you can hear is suffering like a slaughtered cow/
You can't drop these lyrical kind of bombs that I create, not even if you were co signed by Slaughter House/ This is a Forest fire compared to a Water gun/ I'm going over board like the Titanic your sh1t just sanks like I let the water run/
I'm More scitzo than T -Max more cynical Than Kenny spitting Story time masturbating to his own lines, and we all laugh at all the ones We Hate!/ F*ck Your rhymes too anyway You probably overdoing pills into Relapse hoping one day You can actually beat me or Plate/
Ima just give it to you Straight/ Gammon ya Raps sound worse than ya b1tch heavy on her T -pax/
Its terrible sh1t smells fowl that's why when she's on her Month I only tit f*ck tha clea-vage/
Your never ending flow's despicable like kicking a man that's down and who's already paraplegic, impeccable give me a test/
I cripple anyone hypocritical competing with me my punch lines are critical I'll punch a 16 inch hole right through ya Chest/
That's for having p*ssy @ss style like ya Moms D1ldo/
Come to think about it, sh1t I'll kick a man that's down and stoop real low/ Faggot I'll boot you in the head with a f*cking steel Toe But Ima get serious Now/
I'm a Savage Beast I can find random drama faster than the Dali Lama can find Peace So fear me now/
I get hectic when I spit a freestyle/ Can't stop me when I get all violent but I never tone it down Peeps/ You depend on and battle only on the weak to cope wit having raps that are pathetic and weak/
You never been on a winning streak, you come back after this that's a miracle G/
That's just the mentality of my Battle Psyche Dawg I'll hit you with a fatality/
You got no credibility your not compatible with Battle I got raw lyrical combative capability, you can't do it like me Dawg I just do it like Nike/
I'll put ya mind at ease with dope bars/
simplicity is the key to brilliance but I got both genius and technical ability you can't even put 2 and 2 together not even if you were Siamese, Man I grip the Mic so Hard/
Rap and I go together like Superman and Kryptonite Like Monster and His Stir Fry Word!/
But I never lose speed! Like Bruce Lee/ Handle my own in a fight I'm what Stallone is to Rocky can't knock me off my 2 feet!/ I'm on edge but I never lose my grip when things get too steep/ I'm the nightmare deep into your worst dreams that's why ya lose sleep/
So try and run this Field
like cash cows would a record deal,
you can't objectify or test my full potential believe me
sh1ts suspenseful like a movie in 3D you still stuck in 2D/
Even If I stoop now I just cruise in the low rides and I still feel high as a giant when I'm in moment I got this sh1t down to a science/ hot as an appliance/
And the spoke rims on ur wheels they 22s? Or 25s sh1t/
wont do you good when I bend the most tough of steels no skilled applied wit/
imagination just simply got the built, I got quality over quantity substance and skills what I'm applying the most/ Black still thinks he's Hardcore, f*ck that The only thing he's supplying after this is mediocre your softer than a f*cking pedicure Bro/
And your punch lines have no power behind it, when I throw a punch its like a car hitting a brick wall at 150 miles per hour/ You always miss like a swinging blind kid tryna hit a Pinata/
if words were steel I'm pretty sure I can bend rhymes harder/ you couldn't even do that if you were on Roids, your Pen isn't even on Point, where's ya game? You got naughta!/ If words could kill in real battle you'd be under the ground too soon like Rob Wills Son! you sound like you have no desire to win your just a conceded ***** can't get in real conflict/ no direct diss you got no Spirit Kid so I treat you like a Dawg beat it now go on get!/ I got the Mind genius of a comdey poet because I'm a real lyricist/
My styles Distinguished your styles dilinquished theres a deep burn inside of my heart of desire/ your burnt out like your urethra when ya p1ss/ So I'll blaze you up like a f*cking Phoenix just so you can actually feel the fire and burn to a crisp/ I don't wanna hear anymore of your sh1t that's why I permanently roast you fool like the roach from a spliff/

You say you go ham but I go baloney, yeah cause I'm a real rapper, your just a phony, yeah your my *****, ride you just like a pony, yeah you have no friends, thats why your so lonely, you say you rap, but really don't, and you say you'll do **** but you really won't, yeah I already got a crew, yeah look at me as I already beat you, yo dude up to your ankles, you should not play sports and focus on your cankles, damn yeah, I'm ****ing going crazy and when I rap you'll get hazy, yes I'm not lazy, they call me a spitter, look at me now, never been a quitter, your **** looks like litter, I'm the ****ing greatest and my bars are ****ing bitter, yeah cause I'm spitting ****ing coal, I can rap black dudes cause I'm ****ing bored, yo, your rhymes getting old, its growing ****ing mold, yeah, and I keep going, look at me now, I always be flowing, I'm hot but I'm wearing my jacket, excuse me while I go piss on this faggot, pre-found skips class, he thinks he's so cool, super senior, he's skipping school, you ****ing dropout, might as well quit, I'll take your ****ing ***** and then I hit, she ****s me and then I keep flowing, showing that I'm knowing where I'm going, rapping cause I keep it true, coming right under you, yo rap was **** dude, I would like to see you're mom when she's up in the nude, I don't mean to be rude, this is just what I do, fat-*** mother****er, walks around and gets a donut, I caught this ****** looking at my butt, he's ****ing gay, he's sucking on my balls, got your mom cause she give me booty calls, cause she wants me, pre-found ain't got no *****es, its like I'm playing, you hang out with snitches, back the **** up, before you get ****ed up, I'll **** you up worse that your ****ing line-up, coming at me funny, I'm a snow bunny, about to show you here that I ain't about the money, you a garbage truck, you a ****ing clown, I came from heaven but Im going to send your *** down to hell, where you can have a three-way, while Template sticks his **** in your *** you can give Rick Gammon a BJ, this is strait off the dome, you can take your *** home, yeah I chill with the devil, yo thats where I roam

Today I was on T.V. That's right everybody knows me.There's nothing you can do to be like me.Be the faggot you're supposed to be.Cause ya can't get rid of me.don't think you're cool cause your nothin but a tool,go back ta school.wanna survive?Then avoidin me's the rule.drown yo *** like i'm a pool.There's no one here you can fool.

Originally Posted by Audrey Drake Mathers

( SBU)

Wow wow wow, You say "she smell like fish" looks like we've got a stalker who can't keep his nose to himself! Cause like some one i know he can't worry about himself. Looks like you've lost your brain, so you replaced it with some pencil on a shelf. "Gotta eat the booty like Groceries" looks like more people than her are shopping. So then, get with the program and stop talking. Cause instead of our Limo you're walking. As I told Rick Gammon, you can say i suck at rapping all you want, but at least i'm learning by trying,c*nt! And don't think i like her,don't know her so might a well get that sh*t outa ya head. I can only imagine that you read her raps and your face turns red. Your bullsh*t is funnier than Ted! Just got done from school showing off my raw talent, hitting on girls, i'm so gallant! Why don't you ask for help from your friend Tyler,and if you look the way you rap, get a new hair styler.

Why you talkin' 'bout "a pencil on a shelf"?
It's resembling yourself.
Hiphop's Big Boss; I enter with the stealth,
Detrimental to your health.

"Gallant" with a passion like you broken in 'er rear?
You fell off so your balance like you broken inner ears
Plus you broke an' in arrears..
You know the difference here..
I'm showing you the difference fam. bet that you don't give a damn.
Think A Dee M can gain respect? This ain't scribblejam.

Expect them to list off Audrey Drake Mathers with all the great rappers the hall of fame gathers?
..If you do you're deluded, and if not you ain't matter.

"Cause instead of our limo" they can load a hearse;
With no return, like how you wrote the verse.
I'll break it down; break it up. not a problem..
Your rhymes like your spine coz I'd chop the column.
..Got a conscience? ..Stop the nonsense.
"Rick" Moranis coz I'm killin' Audrey Too in this shop of horrors.

TO TAYLOR IF YOURE READING THIS ITS TOO LATE

If I'd rapped with neutrality, he'd question mentality
If I spit with aggressiveness, he'd claim to be pacifist
Oh lord, what a mess this is,
Will he read the rest of this?
I'd shít and cry
And sit and vie,
For what you ask? Oh yes, that's right!
That must be it! A fúck to give...

I ain't call you a garbage man
I called you garbage, man
Please wait with the garbage, van

Oh grow up... You and your 'kid knee' insults
I'm from the "Art writaz", but yet we 'all walk', you talk
Drop these lyrical bombs like my name Osam and the Al-Quedas
Smoke rapper cigars till I contract some bronchitis
Said I was "lyin", Mr.Moral Man, ironically moralizin'/more-a-lies-then
I am, you prolly right/'pyrite', which makes you 'wrong Midas'
And you over here tryna wrong my diss?

If I had some cents for every time Maximus rhymed
I'd find, my wallet be lackin some dimes

Better take note of the gun fore' you ask where the bullet points
Ideology condensation: He sticks to it until it's full of moist
Similar to his chick, who be lickin till she sick of the díck
I'll be tossin her salad like I gotta flick of the wrist,
Left for a bit, waiting for the 'sluts return', then rode the horseback/wh0re's back
Received more humps than a camel and I ain't talking bout cigarettes
But you puffed butts like you sucked áss till they dry, and I get em wet

I assume he underwent molestation
From his autistic father
Lived in a basement cocaine spot
Where he constructed lines
Till his brain rot
That's TMax
You'd find him eating regurgitations
Unnecessary feedback

Originally Posted by MonsterWrapper

TO TAYLOR IF YOURE READING THIS ITS TOO LATE

If I'd rapped with neutrality, he'd question mentality
If I spit with aggressiveness, he'd claim to be pacifist
Oh lord, what a mess this is,
Will he read the rest of this?
I'd shít and cry
And sit and vie,
For what you ask? Oh yes, that's right!
That must be it! A fúck to give...

I ain't call you a garbage man
I called you garbage, man
Please wait with the garbage, van

Oh grow up... You and your 'kid knee' insults
I'm from the "Art writaz", but yet we 'all walk', you talk
Drop these lyrical bombs like my name Osam and the Al-Quedas
Smoke rapper cigars till I contract some bronchitis
Said I was "lyin", Mr.Moral Man, ironically moralizin'/more-a-lies-then
I am, you prolly right/'pyrite', which makes you 'wrong Midas'
And you over here tryna wrong my diss?

If I had some cents for every time Maximus rhymed
I'd find, my wallet be lackin some dimes

Better take note of the gun fore' you ask where the bullet points
Ideology condensation: He sticks to it until it's full of moist
Similar to his chick, who be lickin till she sick of the díck
I'll be tossin her salad like I gotta flick of the wrist,
Left for a bit, waiting for the 'sluts return', then rode the horseback/wh0re's back
Received more humps than a camel and I ain't talking bout cigarettes
But you puffed butts like you sucked áss till they dry, and I get em wet

I assume he underwent molestation
From his autistic father
Lived in a basement cocaine spot
Where he constructed lines
Till his brain rot
That's TMax
You'd find him eating regurgitations
Unnecessary feedback

Yo, you say you go ham but I'm going baloney, I'm a real rapper, your a ****ing phony, yeah your my *****, ride you just like a pony, you have no friends, your so lonely, you say you rap but you really don't, and you talk about the **** you really won't do, yo I already got a crew, damn dude you put your socks up to your ankles, you can't do sports because you can't help your ****ing cankles, yeah I'm always going crazy and every time I spit your mind is going hazy, I ain't lazy, they call me a spitter, look at me now, never been a quitter, damn your **** looks like litter, I'm the ****ing greatest and bars are ****ing bitter, I spit ****ing coal, I can rap black dudes cause I'm ****ing bored, your a little ***** who doesn't do what your told, yeah your rhymes getting old, its growing ****ing mold, man I just keep going, look at me now, I'm always flowing, yo I'm hot but I'm wearing my jacket, excuse me while I go take a ****ing **** on this faggot, I'm white, I rap, I'm sure you've probably heard, I see you for what you are which is a ****ing nerd, when you walk around you cause ****ing earth quakes, you'll take a step and the whole entire earth shakes, ****ing little faggot, all you do is smoke weed, you got your arms out cause you broke and in need, we all no your not a mountain, slap you in the face, make you my *****, now you're something, now that your on your knees your calling me daddy, slap you in the face, now this *****-*** is happy, MonsterWrapper skips class, he thinks he's so cool, super senior, he's skipping school, your a ****ing drop out, might as well quit, I'll take your ****ing ***** and then I hit, she ****s me and then I keep flowing, showing that I'm knowing where I'm going, cause I keep rapping to keep it true, I'll come right under you, white or black, yo it don't matter dude, I would like to see your mom when she's up in the nude, I don't mean to be rude, this is just what I do, fat-***-mother****er, walks around, gets a donut, I caught this faggot looking at my butt, he's ****ing gay, he's sucking on my balls, I got your mom cause she gives me booty calls cause she wants me, MonsterWrapper ain't got no *****es, It's like I'm playing, all your friends are snitches, back the **** up before you get ****ed up, I'll **** you up worse that your ****ing line up, coming at me funny, I'm a snow bunny, I'm about to show you here that I ain't getting money, you a garbage truck, you a ****ing clown, I came from heaven but I'll send you to down to hell where you can have a three-way, while Template sticks his puny **** in your *** and cums you can give Rick Gammon a BJ, yo this is strait off the dome, you can take your *** home, yeah I chill with the devil, yo thats where I roam.

Lolololol

Bro, did you have a concussion? What the **** you discussin? No discussion, you're ****ing disgustin, you're musty and lustin for nuts, what you bustin is nothin. You prolly get bullied twice a day in a week, a week in a month, now ur seeking for guns, cuz ur a weakening ****, school shooting? You ****ing fool, hooting cuz ur left out, got a messed mouth, dad jaw****ed ya, brother got luckiah, look ya in the eyes, hopeless lunatic, looney tunes ain't compare to this spec-ial kid, friendzoned? *****, you're worthless, but it's worth looking into, cuz ur ****ing mental. If not, you prolly buying hookahs and grams, ya mammy coming home with fitty bucks for the fam, yet you still buyin those fedoras and toys, so you can hang with those moronic boys... OH HOW ARTISTIC! Ya took a picture. Get the picture? Mr. Suck-a-dicker? Or are you modeling, cuz I think you a white poser, imposter superimposed, left in the back, with his little COD clan, Black, Gaming... 1-oh-4 kids get depressed, but 1 of 4 kids get revenge, hence him and his retarded friends. But to address your ****, I'll package it up till its baggage and saggy with maggots like the faggot you are, calling me nerd? Oh ya must be real gangsta, giving straight off to domes. And Holmes, you the one kneeling, who you appealing/ are peeling? That Rick Gammon autism infested pest who you worship. what the **** is your purpose? You nervous? You want the Temp and Rick díck? Want em to fill you up till you fat like I am? Just and bend and slip *****.... I'll catch you in the chat

Originally Posted by MonsterWrapper

Lolololol

Bro, did you have a concussion? What the **** you discussin? No discussion, you're ****ing disgustin, you're musty and lustin for nuts, what you bustin is nothin. You prolly get bullied twice a day in a week, a week in a month, now ur seeking for guns, cuz ur a weakening ****, school shooting? You ****ing fool, hooting cuz ur left out, got a messed mouth, dad jaw****ed ya, brother got luckiah, look ya in the eyes, hopeless lunatic, looney tunes ain't compare to this spec-ial kid, friendzoned? *****, you're worthless, but it's worth looking into, cuz ur ****ing mental. If not, you prolly buying hookahs and grams, ya mammy coming home with fitty bucks for the fam, yet you still buyin those fedoras and toys, so you can hang with those moronic boys... OH HOW ARTISTIC! Ya took a picture. Get the picture? Mr. Suck-a-dicker? Or are you modeling, cuz I think you a white poser, imposter superimposed, left in the back, with his little COD clan, Black, Gaming... 1-oh-4 kids get depressed, but 1 of 4 kids get revenge, hence him and his retarded friends. But to address your ****, I'll package it up till its baggage and saggy with maggots like the faggot you are, calling me nerd? Oh ya must be real gangsta, giving straight off to domes. And Holmes, you the one kneeling, who you appealing/ are peeling? That Rick Gammon autism infested pest who you worship. what the **** is your purpose? You nervous? You want the Temp and Rick díck? Want em to fill you up till you fat like I am? Just and bend and slip *****.... I'll catch you in the chat

Yo check out this kids style, never seen a bigger mockery, he got his entire outfit from a trash can out side the dollar tree, all your missing is a genuine sombrero, your a *****-*** who looks like a garden gnome from the Mexican ghetto, I really hope this weather doesn't get any hotter, your already thirstier than Spongebob gasping for WATER, so to quench your thirst grab a Gatorade, your favorite flavor, drink it quick dude before you start sending pics of your non-existent **** to every ninth-grader, yo this guy ain't no thug, he's just plain acting, how the **** is this fat kid sweating from rapping, reading this was just a waste of my time, your rap sounds like you copied it from a Dr. Sues nursery rhyme, you about to get ****ed up big-time, your boy-friend complains your one inch **** taste like a burnt lime, you so poor you can't spare a dime, your running out of time, this rap battle is mine, your rap is equal to slime, or grime, I don't even have to try to spit bars that stop cars.

Originally Posted by Rick Gammon

This is what your rap said: I couldn't think of 16 bars, + the lyrics I did come up with were average and lame, yet I attempted to take down someone a he11 of a lot smarter than me, and more clever than me with my stupid 4th grade rhyming attempts.

Call me bloody and shot, my rhymes are coming in hot, give me two thumbs up, I'm the love of the lost, you think you were just searching through this site but this is hell that you've crossed, yeah sure its just some rap website, but with me this **** gets legendary, Google searching words but your girl is on my dictionary, Cautionary, Temporarily, looking back at this time it's taking, but all I have to do is anger you until you quit this game, call me a saint, but I'll never faint, I won't ever have to stop rhyming again, but yeah I'll but you to shame with a sudden pain, your just a hater who'll fade, Gammon you better learn to wait, yes I think I'm losing my mind but I can set you strait, but yet I'm almost at the end, and all these messages I'll send, Let me say this one more time, Rick you've met your end, you can call me anything but I taking over the world, I'm invading like a mine-field because thats all that you deserve, your really getting on my nerves, I have a plate, now you've been served, your rap was the biggest bull-**** I ever heard, this isn't what you deserved, you don't have a single fan earned, count to six, your a *****, have fun licking that ****, *****, you can never miss this, Blackout is up in this, rhyming not trying until I'm flying high and breaking the sky, yeah I'm never crossing lines, I won't stop at a tie, you'll be missing in time, your body's all that they find, I know I may be ****ing twisted but at least I can rhyme, sorry that I'm alway cussing cause your probably like nine, let me get back to the chase, Gammon is nothing, your bluffing, now let me look into your soul and realize your disgusting, Gammon is zero, I'm one, finally figured out something, I'll ****ing drop you to the ground and punt you until your finally running, OK Gammon, you ain't nothing to me, I'm a rap god to the highest degree, I'll travel the sea or maybe even watch you bleed, or both, **** it, I'll drown you underneath, you got one hell of a start, cast the mic please, I don't even like this, we can do this nicely, I'll make amends, Blackout the almighty, saving you is unlikely, damn I'm hot, and your icy, you made a good one faggot now let me teach you a lesson, you rap as good as I did back when I was younger than seven, call me mess of the message, this time is all of the session, I would ask if your a pansy but thats not even a question, now I'll go talk to a child, just kidding, at least I don't **** kids pedophile, you think you make kids smile when stick your **** up their anus, you think your the best, just come out of the closet, although we have already guessed, you better know why I'm calling battle cries, Im Blackout, time to die, say goodnight...