Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

boy no sense 2 what u write

guyz no diss pls am about 2 do a song which entails about my country/
am just coming up right but i need an afro zuke rap n chouruz which is **** them all it like new me why d diss let do sumthing for d country am back for my home sierra leone
guy ur help pls

Originally Posted by Template

"And you can try to get savage back but in this cabbage patch we aint havin' that" - Black


Black will spit any sh;t to fit a rhyme, seriously "cabbage patch"?
Really laughed at that
Pictured him farming for salads just to package half
Establishing an advantage with the nutrition from a lavish apple stash
He challenge a rabbit for his carrots and radish stacks
Ravaging Walmart asking where their extra veggie baggage at?
Child rapping youth
Wild truth is he obsessed with one tactic, collaging the booth
A barrage of uncouth
Behind the mirage, he ain't a 'Rari, just a honda in a garage..poof

So don't apologize, just modify your old shits fossilized
But he'll keep bringing that old sh;t anyway, sodomized
Your self-ostracized raps don't qualify as homicide
I compromise your whole traumatized life; only breath when I authorize
Stop when I spit, inhale when I oxidize
That stuff was light, but I'll go even softer guys

What occurs when his words slur in rap?
Black paused to slurp and gag in the middle of his verse in fact
In love with multi criminals immersed in his azz
Serving it fast, dispersing their semen, then reimburse him with cash
A Nurse would come ask
"How's your rectum?"
"Nurse I feel 'light' like a black body spectrum"
Then quickly change subject like "If it was a rap battle I'd wreck them"

Your bars are a joke, so I joke about them
Send texts via mms so MMS surround him
Stressed tryna decipher whats next MMS just found 'em
Max Monster S shot Black, Pro-Found rebounded,
I sit back, watch Black turn blue like the chemicals Kenny is compounding

Too intricate
Who can flip a script
Don't give one let alone two little shits
Plus the other cop Black snitches for, three little pigs
View into this
Zoom into it,
Rap battle is abusiveness mixed with lucid dream-like creativity included in
If you too stupid to form elusive hits
Then I'll exclude your music like the radio and mute it kid

Template says Black's still lackin'
But really Black's still laughin'
'Cause Template's the one that lacks skills rappin'
Can't even catch an old school reference, that's real slackin'
Anyway by all evidence, Black's still mackin'
My bars are a joke, at least Black's still rappin'
While Template lack's real action
But it's okay, coz feelings... fags will catch 'em
You silly fagit, I'll spit a sixteen that'll haunt the devil's dreams
Look it's the Template kid, isn't he special needs?
This is my block, you n***as better leave
I'll turn Magneto and start liftin' metal things
The fukkin' scum's come back to settle things
With a track to make the ratchet b1tches in the ghetto sing
I make music for the savages and animals
This the type of music they blasted before they blasted you
Shoot a bullet at me and I'll catch it and give it back to you
You can't kill what's already dead that's impractical
You aint think I had the bars?
I done left so many fagits scarred
And fit so many dead baby's in plastic jars
I should have and x-box achievement for crashin' cars
I wage war from here to the planet mars
If you feel like I fell off and switched up
Get on both knees and take my belt off and lick nuts
When did it become A1 to be a sick fukk?
When I spit venom and everybody bit the sh1t tough...

Fukk you...
Stale ni**a

Guess who's back with a fukkin' mac in both hands?
It's BackInBlack, that's your @$$ mister post man!
Hollow tips for y'all ni**as boy, No Playin'
They go through walls, like Casper the friendly Ghost Can
I'm from Bel Town, my city is gross
God needs to take my home town and dip it in soap
I'm so hood I found a roach in my cinnamon toast
And every adult in my house is addictied to dope
Now everything I say is hateful, but I don't make it racial
Coz you mothafukkas can get it like basic cable
You're real cocky T, send your tape to a major label
I'm on that Bill Cosby, lookin' for people to rape and strangle
A fukkin crook, defyin' the laws, b1tch you just another crab on societies balls
I'm the hyperbolic rhyme chamber tryin' to evolve
I don't pay much attention to sh1t outside of these walls
Y'all don't understand my rational, my crazy @$$ is foul
Matter a fact, the last time I cracked a smile
Was when I pressed a red button, a missile shot past the clouds
Hit a motherfukkin' satellite and shut NASA down
Put the shrooms in a bag ni**a, pass them down
I graduated from weed but didn't need a cap and gown
For y'all clowns, write another rap
Slit your wrists
And stick your fist in a garbage disposal and flip the switch!
And tell your b1tch to fukk with some real G's
Bel Town Loonies make ni**as on the battlefield bleed
I spit the type of crack that'll kill fiends
BackInBlack for president in Two Thousand Sixteen

Fukk you stale ni**as
Especially that little b1tch Template
HaHaHa!
You aint got sh1t, you aint brought sh1t
So don't talk sh1t
Stop throwin' stones while you livin' in a glass house ni**a!

Originally Posted by young AkolQ

Backinblack shut tha fucck up you ya bar's ain't making sense ya crying out like a b*tch in period pain yoh Ima put pain injection in ya stupidity

, so ima abt to set it off like jade / young vade on a ramage creating slaughter / putting things in order / peekay wannet to rap tonight and battle for mics / prove his an emcee/ bt he doesnt even qualify to be under my studies / tonight , peekay you getting your sentence / trying to break through this bars , your life will be endless / ive been holding back , postponing this battle / peekay tried hold tried holding bt chopped his hand / he lost this battle and cried bt i ripped out his vocalcords / he tried

backing it out bt he was missing a spinal cord / i mean peekay tried to be original / bt his styldidnt mean sense interupted signals / bt towards him i had to simplicity , cause he wouldnt understand if i speak metaphorically ..

Is young Akol madafaca you can succk ma Deck

Seriously, young akolq? You think the lame bars you posted here even come close to beatin' mine? If so, you are fukkin' delusional son. Your bars couldn't beat the sorriest lyricist on this site and I wont even give you the satisfaction of responding in rhyme because I could easily destroy you with so minimal effort that its not even worth the waste of time it would take in doing so. Get lost. Come back when you can actually challenge... anybody.

So that's what you can come up with.... Devil laughter nikka you claiming hard your lyrically lame ya should quit rap and be a gay

You brainless gay blackinback peppermint bark, Ima rip off ya scrutum give to my puppy, I was born with a microphone that's why I put your fucckin in a microwave, you claiming to know rap you don't even own a song fucck you ***** yet recital bin you just recycling
Ain't scared of lame threats I got a lesser extent permitted
I kick off ya *** til you put me your goddess list ya fucckin delusion
Retard *****cat tryana get attention while I been hunt to be crowner
Yeah you ain't feeling me fucck you too ain't sell bar's I just write em' like clitoris
Ya nikka claiming to be a HUSTLE while still sleeping in the kitchen get your fact straight you not even close to be in my level ain't gonna urge with brainless gay like ya nikka you washUp d1ckless claimer
Ain't tryana make benefit's flies like allthelyics cats, get your thick head and go to school kid cuz your scripts are full of **** no sense zone
Its bout time I pull out ma pistol shoot ya stupid *** turn to the mineral, nikka snipe very hard leave you bleeding emotional

Take that as lesson lV......♊

i gotch u bro,9ice one

Elevation make a military mission
Hitting like a killer...... Morning👋 y'all.....
Zone I rise Up ma SA flag......

Black in the back
Backs a filler
I'm a grave digger
run yall over like the grave digger
after fermeldyhyde fills ya
Preserve the hide like gein
a true killa, csi like "this dude sick"
Pray to Christ, while i pop Mary's virgin image

Chiller wouldn't make a documentary
so I got dramatic and got on oxygen
like I'm addicted to sobriety
I unwrapped clenched fingers
so my wife could breathe and cry with me

thanks direct TV you inspired me to murder teens
remember 20 years ago when I was bullied
News channel covers me while I cover seas
a her'ricane with a masculine name
thanks femininity

All grievances forgiven' so long as the sinner be repentin'
Learned that from a sermon
Then I murdered the preachers children
and donated their clothes to kids in need

In Ethiopia i eat meat
in Haiti I have a residence next to the sea
in Russia I preach democracy while paying
for a private army

Bodies burnin on the cross keeps my dik soft
not enough blood to get my blood pumped
so I ripped the bich off and fingered the stump
I'm sick, my prose makes no sense
I'm like back except I'm far more sarcastic

Well while everyones been busy on here, I've been doing a bit of writing (writing a novel atm) if anyone wants to check my writing out just Google "Reddit KNDwrites". If not, dw i'll have some bars for you all soon... Template still killing it like usual

Originally Posted by alvicopopple

i gotch u bro,9ice one

Originally Posted by BackInBlack

Seriously, young akolq? You think the lame bars you posted here even come close to beatin' mine? If so, you are fukkin' delusional son. Your bars couldn't beat the sorriest lyricist on this site and I wont even give you the satisfaction of responding in rhyme because I could easily destroy you with so minimal effort that its not even worth the waste of time it would take in doing so. Get lost. Come back when you can actually challenge... anybody.

Yet you write a paragraph explaining why you didn't rap back..? Less effort to spit a verse niqqa

Originally Posted by BackInBlack

Template says Black's still lackin'
But really Black's still laughin'
'Cause Template's the one that lacks skills rappin'
Can't even catch an old school reference, that's real slackin'
Anyway by all evidence, Black's still mackin'
My bars are a joke, at least Black's still rappin'
While Template lack's real action
But it's okay, coz feelings... fags will catch 'em
You silly fagit, I'll spit a sixteen that'll haunt the devil's dreams
Look it's the Template kid, isn't he special needs?
This is my block, you n***as better leave
I'll turn Magneto and start liftin' metal things
The fukkin' scum's come back to settle things
With a track to make the ratchet b1tches in the ghetto sing
I make music for the savages and animals
This the type of music they blasted before they blasted you
Shoot a bullet at me and I'll catch it and give it back to you
You can't kill what's already dead that's impractical
You aint think I had the bars?
I done left so many fagits scarred
And fit so many dead baby's in plastic jars
I should have and x-box achievement for crashin' cars
I wage war from here to the planet mars
If you feel like I fell off and switched up
Get on both knees and take my belt off and lick nuts
When did it become A1 to be a sick fukk?
When I spit venom and everybody bit the sh1t tough...

Fukk you...
Stale ni**a

Guess who's back with a fukkin' mac in both hands?
It's BackInBlack, that's your @$$ mister post man!
Hollow tips for y'all ni**as boy, No Playin'
They go through walls, like Casper the friendly Ghost Can
I'm from Bel Town, my city is gross
God needs to take my home town and dip it in soap
I'm so hood I found a roach in my cinnamon toast
And every adult in my house is addictied to dope
Now everything I say is hateful, but I don't make it racial
Coz you mothafukkas can get it like basic cable
You're real cocky T, send your tape to a major label
I'm on that Bill Cosby, lookin' for people to rape and strangle
A fukkin crook, defyin' the laws, b1tch you just another crab on societies balls
I'm the hyperbolic rhyme chamber tryin' to evolve
I don't pay much attention to sh1t outside of these walls
Y'all don't understand my rational, my crazy @$$ is foul
Matter a fact, the last time I cracked a smile
Was when I pressed a red button, a missile shot past the clouds
Hit a motherfukkin' satellite and shut NASA down
Put the shrooms in a bag ni**a, pass them down
I graduated from weed but didn't need a cap and gown
For y'all clowns, write another rap
Slit your wrists
And stick your fist in a garbage disposal and flip the switch!
And tell your b1tch to fukk with some real G's
Bel Town Loonies make ni**as on the battlefield bleed
I spit the type of crack that'll kill fiends
BackInBlack for president in Two Thousand Sixteen

Fukk you stale ni**as
Especially that little b1tch Template
HaHaHa!
You aint got sh1t, you aint brought sh1t
So don't talk sh1t
Stop throwin' stones while you livin' in a glass house ni**a!

http://genius.com/G-mo-skee-ignant-lyrics

Wow...this guy literally bit an entire track from a rapper called G-mo skee and tried to used it as his own rebuttal against me. Not just one or two lines guys, this fake motherfukker stole entire verses out of this song. Read the full lyrics first than read Black's post after.
(The first 8 lines of Black's post is his own original bars, notice how weak they are lol. Starting from "I'll spit a sixteen that'll haunt the fukkin' devils dreams" and onward is alllll stolen.)
All respect lost

Your an embarrassment kid...Get ready for a whole lot of roasting from everybody on this forum

Originally Posted by Template

http://genius.com/G-mo-skee-ignant-lyrics

Wow...this guy literally bit an entire track from a rapper called G-mo skee and tried to used it as his own rebuttal against me. Not just one or two lines guys, this fake motherfukker stole entire verses out of this song. Read the full lyrics first than read Black's post after.
(The first 8 lines of Black's post is his own original bars, notice how weak they are lol. Starting from "I'll spit a sixteen that'll haunt the fukkin' devils dreams" and onward is alllll stolen.)
All respect lost

Your an embarrassment kid...Get ready for a whole lot of roasting from everybody on this forum

I'm actually disappointed I had a bit of respect for BnB. F*ck that you might aswell just leave now you cant come back from this. Reposting another artists lyrics for a bit of attention from random people on a forum? Pathetic.

Guy Pls Help Out!Urgently I Need A Choruz Pls Afro Hippop Like
Tile About Africa King

Giant with an axe, Jack and the beanstalk,
Split man in half, make the scene dark,
Pro-Found missing ligaments, its due diligence,
How you a pro, when you lacking a flow thats militant?

This is the UK so this a grime scene now,
American rapper, f*ck that make like Amy Schumer and bow down,
Multi-talented artist telling the talentless not to tantrum,
You ain't on a global scale, you're selling CD's out in Camden,
Oh sh1t BnB you'd know all about that, the pirate ways,
Stealing other peoples bars, not even a minor case,
Don't try to outbar me, I respect Copyright law,
Got morals don't do anything for money like wh0res,
Bars keeping sharks out, see mine are punny unlike jaws,
I can't relate to a man with no cause.

I'm writing a novel now, my creativity's bubbling over the cauldron top,
Spilling over to you weak rappers, ruining the crop,
The weed harvest, you're addicted you need to stop,
The seed planted, get a c0ck in cos you need the cum.

Ayo Kenny,

Chalk ain't amylase, it's made of carbon
Thats all that's left in your body when I leave you starvin'
Punchlines are missing, much like your front teeth
Your raps scream for a thoughtful meaning, but 'front' deep
I guess when they say you scraped the bottom of the barrel
I got Kenny stuck up in the middle of my quarrel
Your recycled lines are yet, just pure trash
So rusty, even if they made a lotion to cure ash
What you judging me for?I just wanted to switch, things up
Just ask your girl, now we REALLY, lit, things up
Verse ain't hostile or menacing to call
If that sh1t were audible, be deafening to all
Did that B line mean anything at all? Sh1t bro...
See, you think I care about respect... that's, your core flaw
Wrapper, won't fall, after, those brawls
Only 16 bars and I'm still mo' raw

Why r u such a retard
Il kick your *** straight to the E.R.
***** I am rap every verse is fire
Lay my **** down like fertilizer
A murderous word supplier
Wrecking me is your first desire
and don't answer back cuz this **** is hard to follow
u can't spit prick
so u obviously must swallow

Im sitting on my *** while kicking yours
My fingers type this board like there on all fours
All the characters I see in this cyber jungle
Have some weird obsession with thinking I’m there uncle
Sorry if my **** smells it’s still fresh
But when it hits the fan the whole forum’ll fear death
I’m glad I found this forum, I feel really lucky
But this guy’s a senior member, what’s he like 90
Gotta go get dinner I’ll leave it to you sisters
We should hit this on twitter, see who’s the real winner

really!it sound like wow

Originally Posted by young AkolQ

So that's what you can come up with.... Devil laughter nikka you claiming hard your lyrically lame ya should quit rap and be a gay

You brainless gay blackinback peppermint bark, Ima rip off ya scrutum give to my puppy, I was born with a microphone that's why I put your fucckin in a microwave, you claiming to know rap you don't even own a song fucck you ***** yet recital bin you just recycling
Ain't scared of lame threats I got a lesser extent permitted
I kick off ya *** til you put me your goddess list ya fucckin delusion
Retard *****cat tryana get attention while I been hunt to be crowner
Yeah you ain't feeling me fucck you too ain't sell bar's I just write em' like clitoris
Ya nikka claiming to be a HUSTLE while still sleeping in the kitchen get your fact straight you not even close to be in my level ain't gonna urge with brainless gay like ya nikka you washUp d1ckless claimer
Ain't tryana make benefit's flies like allthelyics cats, get your thick head and go to school kid cuz your scripts are full of **** no sense zone
Its bout time I pull out ma pistol shoot ya stupid *** turn to the mineral, nikka snipe very hard leave you bleeding emotional

Take that as lesson lV......♊

What the he11 is it you're spewin'?
You don't even know what you're doin'
I read your sh1t and it's just jumbled ruin'
Makes no sense, got even the most humble booin'
young AkolQ, you're about as retarded as it gets
And for sure you're as fake as plastic t1ts
Misspelled words and absurd spastic spits
99 percent of your rhymes don't even rhyme, fagit b1tch
As I sit here tryin' to make sense of the contents of your mangled nonsense
I wonder if you actually think that your droppin' bomb sh1t
If so you really should just call it quits
Coz you could never fukk wit' my vitriolic spits
Not in a hyperbolic sense but in real life, wont reason shine?
Coz my territory is nowhere to frolic b1tch, so I remind you that your sh1t don't even rhyme!
It's like you think using slang is conducive to fame and you really don't even try
In fact, in your rap, I couldn't even find one bar that rhymed, really that sh1t WONT EVEN FLY

Your hero Lil Wayne does it all the time. I admit I did that. Laziness becomes me. As for leaving. I think not. I'll stay.