Son, you think your good, get it out of your head,
you keep continuing your gonna end up dead,
Should of known a dog as parent was a bad crossbred,
unlike you ima real purebred,
Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,
After im done with you, you be bleeding red,
Now everything, i dont say be left unsaid,
So before you post better think ahead,
Cuz no matter what you do, i ****ing own this thread,
To, whoever fights back, I'll be here,
Im just waiting for a volunteer,
a *****,a seer, whoever it is, prepare to have fear,
Cause when im done with you its just another souvenire,
If you still wanna go, i'll put in gear,
around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,
Now dont shed a tear, its ok,
many downsyndrum asses like you, cant manage this play,
its only for the real mc's not the gay,
all the girls be going Horray Horray,
wheres ur ****ing audience, they left cause you got slayed,
***** i be the one, to go and touchey,
as i end my rap, i showed u whos the king,
life,sc, im better then you in everything,
guess what you loose, now please go hang yourself with a string.
I am not impressed
ima finish the rest
we all know im the best
so why dont you take a rest
because i run this
and all the girls love dis
they think im so fresh
they think im so cool
they all know your the nerd of the school
so do what you do
and ima do me
but we know whos the best
Ok Your to slow to reply
Maybe your shy
You can't stand my epicness
Im fly like a pelican
Imma keep this going
While all the money flowing
I can't stop
I'm on fire (Hot)
If you can't stand the heat
Get outta your seat
While your biscuts burn
Your mind will turn
While you listen to the beat
I'm rich, I'll say my treat
So get ouuta the kitchen
If you didn't listen
From last round
I'm space bound
You still are here
Didn't you hear
Epic's terrorizing all in his way
You can see that I don't play
I go all day & Night call my Cudi
So popular people wanna be my buddy
Everywhere I go
You're tying to steal the show
I just shake my head
While you lie in bed
Thinking of somthing that rhymes with Bull
Well skill is what you lull
You can't stop me
Can you not read, see
I'm the best
I KO the rest
Now calm down, Yolo
And read this again, slowmo
Dude stop being lazy and try
Do it right and I will bake you a pie
This is how you rap
Not all your crap
I think you need a nap
Your tired
your fired
Probably happened before
Please tell me what for?
Did you get hit by the door?
I know some people were ugly at birth but you were thrown at a wall
While standing tall
Keep your balance dont fall!
A new genesis
Just call me the menace
Rose from the dead
My raps are replenished
Another rap approaches
Dominating you
Choose your words wisely
Before i carpet bomb you
You'll know the meaning of bruised
Youll be black and blue and amused
Its all in the news that when you snooze you lose
Like bad tattoos
I scar your body and get amused
Dont push me around cus you wont be excused
And dont get your shoes, and me confused
Cus you dont step on me prick
I step on you
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One too many boos can't even describe how boring is this ****....your line so weak like this thread you weave....do us all a favor pack your garbage and leave....'cos your skills are like the reason why there's a poetic cleave....
You keep calling yourself a king but you rule an abandoned castle....you say your style is cool noise but all I hear is a rattle....listen punk you should be the one to skedadle....its so unfortunate you had name this thread a rap battle....when all you busy posting are your nursery recitals....you ain't no lord you're more like the screwed up deciple....
See i'm a lyrical monster I unleash real hordes....my words pierce your hide like a double edged sword....***** I could go as long as a lifetime and dish you more....i'll hurt you pretty bad you'll be breathing thru pores....i'll let you in on a new adage...."spit punch lines you gonna need to wrap bandages"....this ain't a kill it's a freaking slaughter....**** your creep show cos u just got murdered.... -
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Man Please You can't even murder the Alphabet. Yo Listen I'm zonin' offa one joint, stoppin' the limo
Hop in the window
shoppin' the demo at gun point.
A lyricist without a clue
what year is this?
**** a needle, here's a sword
body pierce with this.
Livin amuck
Never givin' a ****
Gimme the keys I'm drunk
and I've never drivin' the truck.
But I smoke dope in the cab
I'll stab you with the sharpest knife I can grab
Come back the next week and re-open the scab
A killer instinct runs in the blood
Empty your four clips and bury your guns in the mud
I've calmed down now, I was heavy once into drugs
I could walk around straight for two months with a buzz. oh and My brain's gone.
my soul's worn, my spirit is torn
The rest of my body is still being operated on
I'm ducked the **** down while I'm writin' this rhyme
'Cause I think you are gonna get struck by lightning this time. -
niqqa you rap gibberish you got me asking what the fvck you saying
I ain't surprised tho, dumb raps coming from a blonde saiyan
I guess it runs in the family like the craving for doe
Cause your mama was so dumb, she passed you out the wrong hole
That explains why you smell like crap
Buh it doesn't explain why your head so big i can see it on the Google map
Yeah that's right i know where you at
But i cum for your mama instead i guess that's why she so fat
Im the the ripper when it comes to rap
I read your lirics to my kid when he wanna take a nap
So screw you and this rap forum
KOB in the building.......and if you hating.....you can ick my damn rectum! -
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*kob dash* the last word holds some meaning
the first got me thinking..clowns in the building
with two bars sinking..screw the rap forum you are in
damn..reality check..watch your step on where your heading
Listen doc,Christmas is off,cant rhyme?switch into rocks
coldplay in the docks recruitin new folks
pumpin the jukebox with tickin clocks..no hoax
you aint no fox..come cunnin at we
comin at me dressed in stinkin socks
men you aint serious,i'll wave my magic wand
salvage your stinky state n change you to creepy crocks
i keep sayin it..i dont stress it enough
so here i draw the line..cross it in case yo tough
never set foot on the soil of a soldier
unknowin when bombs would blow n feed you to vultures
pistols on the sides..you might not wanna coax me
ice in my veins..heart's frozen it dont beat
releasin famed bars for steel cages in crime time n'
law motorcycles huntin outlaws n mind cuffing.. -
Ok im just jumping in swinging
Aww ****
Who you know turn on a pop song an start a moshpit
Jun aka mr any of you rapper can get that long ****
I got a hit list and everybody spittings name is on it
Cause yall know every thing im spitting is some raw dope
Im breaking peices for fastecius weaklings out there geeking do yall smoke
This how god flow
Come and get a blessing bet that they aint mumbling in confession
Nothings indirected but if the shoe fits wear it
If bro getting mad hes just someone who doesnt get the message
No pun has been intended
Running **** relentless till im hungary and im breathless
They dont want me in the section
So here comes the interception
Hear the humming of the engine
5 rappers stuffed in the trunk of my impreza
While im drunk and driving reckless
You punks cant fight a cold so what happens when it comes to my infectious
Sick flow like a deviated septum
Cant you see ive made exceptions
Fantasy just aint profession
Cant you whos names the best *****....
I was just a lil bored