Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

Here Template is, thanks for your patience
He spits, the temp raises, by degrees without equations
Makes elevators travel sideways, horizontal calculations
With vertical aspirations
Aspire to inspire through the use of fluid movements
A fire's required for the amusement of these students
Its why I spit hot for the improvement of my pupils
One of whom is a prudent student but a nuisance proven to be useless
His slight improvement brought him illusions of reducing humans lyrical pollution
Goes by the name Monster, father of hypocrisy
If only 'Pac could see,
then he'd be voted out of this forum thru democracy

To start with
Rap's a unique art meant solely for artists
How can you claim another's style yet say you the hardest?
Reputation tarnished
Garbage, lyricism committing auditory carnage

I tear Monster apart, leave his carcass heartless
Monster forever in darkness
I got sunlight to farm bars for harvest,
Never steal crops (props) from another battler's market
Harness the ability to stay the sharpest Marksman
Targets get sparked from the farthest Garden
Madison stays Square if the Monster is guard-less
See what i did there? No, your blind Helen Keller regardless.
Hell, I'll kill him with smartness
Question: Whats the by-product that forms from a deformed narcissist?
Quasimodo, or his sloppy homo, son Monster; its hard to pick.

Conceal your hand, I see through your deceiving plans
Easy to flip your "name" like i deal ecstasy: the new "E man".
Didn't notice the W in between your name Monster, till your mom just stuttered
Wet rapper, White rapper, maybe chocolate covered
Washed out rapper, Whack rapper, Eat em' all like omelettes buttered

The secrets out now we know what the W means
All over the screen, any scheme you perceive cannot be redeemed
Its not what it seems,
Opposite of a particle beam
Part of you dreams
About eating out the elites, so you start with their cream
Departing the scene with flowers in the part of your jeans
Before the gay action could happen, Max thwarted your scene
Chopped you clean
Severed your sixteen and passed it for me to endeavor unseen

Harry potter, Hunger Games, Divergent
If this monster was in any of these books he would die a virgin
Urine wreaking vermin in need of detergent
To merge in
The league of another linguistic surgeon
Realms above his simplistic verses
He curses, the fact his raps lack a ballistic surface
Hurts him inside, he asks for mystic nurses
If Black wrote in cursive, he'd replicate and rehearse it
If 'Mack joined the circus, he'd purchase tickets till his nervousness worsens
If _S was the type of person who wore turbans, he'd use it as a curtain
and worship it for certain.
If Temp drops a tape, he'd emerge as the first to spit a similar version.

Monster ain't wild, not a bear or fox.
Scared in a box
Wondering if "deep down", your actually "shallow"....universal paradox

Originally Posted by Template

Here Template is, thanks for your patience
He spits, the temp raises, by degrees without equations
Makes elevators travel sideways, horizontal calculations
With vertical aspirations
Aspire to inspire through the use of fluid movements
A fire's required for the amusement of these students
Its why I spit hot for the improvement of my pupils
One of whom is a prudent student but a nuisance proven to be useless
His slight improvement brought him illusions of reducing humans lyrical pollution
Goes by the name Monster, father of hypocrisy
If only 'Pac could see,
then he'd be voted out of this forum thru democracy

To start with
Rap's a unique art meant solely for artists
How can you claim another's style yet say you the hardest?
Reputation tarnished
Garbage, lyricism committing auditory carnage

I tear Monster apart, leave his carcass heartless
Monster forever in darkness
I got sunlight to farm bars for harvest,
Never steal crops (props) from another battler's market
Harness the ability to stay the sharpest Marksman
Targets get sparked from the farthest Garden
Madison stays Square if the Monster is guard-less
See what i did there? No, your blind Helen Keller regardless.
Hell, I'll kill him with smartness
Question: Whats the by-product that forms from a deformed narcissist?
Quasimodo, or his sloppy homo, son Monster; its hard to pick.

Conceal your hand, I see through your deceiving plans
Easy to flip your "name" like i deal ecstasy: the new "E man".
Didn't notice the W in between your name Monster, till your mom just stuttered
Wet rapper, White rapper, maybe chocolate covered
Washed out rapper, Whack rapper, Eat em' all like omelettes buttered

The secrets out now we know what the W means
All over the screen, any scheme you perceive cannot be redeemed
Its not what it seems,
Opposite of a particle beam
Part of you dreams
About eating out the elites, so you start with their cream
Departing the scene with flowers in the part of your jeans
Before the gay action could happen, Max thwarted your scene
Chopped you clean
Severed your sixteen and passed it for me to endeavor unseen

Harry potter, Hunger Games, Divergent
If this monster was in any of these books he would die a virgin
Urine wreaking vermin in need of detergent
To merge in
The league of another linguistic surgeon
Realms above his simplistic verses
He curses, the fact his raps lack a ballistic surface
Hurts him inside, he asks for mystic nurses
If Black wrote in cursive, he'd replicate and rehearse it
If 'Mack joined the circus, he'd purchase tickets till his nervousness worsens
If _S was the type of person who wore turbans, he'd use it as a curtain
and worship it for certain.
If Temp drops a tape, he'd emerge as the first to spit a similar version.

Monster ain't wild, not a bear or fox.
Scared in a box
Wondering if "deep down", your actually "shallow"....universal paradox

I gotta make time for this, this is my pad and pen date,
So I'm sorry my verse'll probably be shorter but template,
I could write a 16 bar in 99 seconds, you can spend 10 days,
Tryna make sense of my bars, and emulate the success, Senior no Compredez,
You're a linguistic surgeon, So you should be used to it when i dissect you,
Your mum should've rubbed her clit, your dad should've masturbated,
Corpus spongiosum slit, chordae tendinae lacerated,
As a surgeon you should know if you're spitting hot,
Your negative feedback response would be exaggerated,
Lying on the floor, sweating, looking for somewhere to hide,
Don't ever try to f*ck with me when it comes to these clever rhymes,
I'll go back in time and prescribe your mum Thalidomide,
Cos she had that morning sickness when she looked in the mirror,
Baby comes out deformed, she blames herself she's a sinner,
Didn't always pray to the Lord before she went and ate her dinner,
Didn't like sleeping with your dad, preferred random guys of tinder,
Normally, an expectant mother would be sad to hear about deformity,
But as their marriage was a sham, she saw it as just a formality,
She didn't even want a family, but your dad did,
So she got the responsibility of raising this crippled kid,
And every day she f*cking regretted that you managed to live,
Couldn't do sh*t for yourself, she had to do everything for ya,
Eventually enough was enough, she had to get a lawyer,
Took everything but you, you were only four years,
old, I regret exposing you but you're lucky its anonymous and noone knows you,
But your forum names synonymous, and you did it so you,
remember them days,when growing up, the struggles you went through,
and you went through plenty, Feeling yourself becoming more alone and more empty,
So you went and joined a forum where you could have a clean slate,
It was all you making up for not matching your own DNA template.

fluke...fluke..fluke


Kenny your lines are long and useless
Redundant as your future is
Your mother was a hore and bich
attempted suicide instances stain your wrist
on your sheets, stained, not blood from enemies carcasses
but from your mothers tampon change
when she asked kenny to play a game and insert in the cave

Kenny was never brave, thats why when his friends jumped of the building
kenny counted on three and stayed
a splattering of brains, kenny rushed and got an erection that lasted for days
as he saw dead bodies on the pavement he pondered rap names

kenny never dies cuz his friends showed him the way humans fly
kenny always lies cuz kenny was a small fry who had to make a pretend life
cuz depression choked him like his daddys dik, when lil kenny tried to spit
before his daddy decided his punishment was over with

kenny was an average kid
that imagined abusing animals
cuz he had no friends
his cat went missing when his girlfriend dumped him
his dogs dik went into the kitchen for his fathers meal that evening
kenny has no feelins'
thats why when he writes his average lines his pride, he dont feel it

Kenny you sniveling little bich
youre displaying an untasteful side of rap battling
that i didnt know existed, quit your sentence construction
quit your childhood explanations, quit talk of dna
your temp will raise when i refuse to respond with thanks
like youre okay.. no way. youre half of monsters brain
you cannot match with tay,
im the gladiator that dont wait for thumbs
or for westboro baptist rallies
when im slaughtering gays with guns
purchased from some terrorist that made jokes about 9-eleven
like that day was fun...

i make sounds like im happy, when i eat still breathing bodies
and continue with the turrent of ammo rippin into everybody

forced lines are sloppy, like me after murdering a whole lobby
you make it into a hobby, being a wannabe..
makes me wanna see kenny leave, definitely
im infinite to your finite ending
repeat and repeat until i dont have to keep hinting
that your desmise starts when I write your threats subtly

when stars war, you watch star wars
when planets are torn and galaxies explored
kenny masturbates to mommy on his bedroom floor
cuz mommys the only one that encourages kenny to stay alive more

Originally Posted by taylormaximus

fluke...fluke..fluke


Kenny your lines are long and useless
Redundant as your future is
Your mother was a hore and bich
attempted suicide instances stain your wrist
on your sheets, stained, not blood from enemies carcasses
but from your mothers tampon change
when she asked kenny to play a game and insert in the cave

Kenny was never brave, thats why when his friends jumped of the building
kenny counted on three and stayed
a splattering of brains, kenny rushed and got an erection that lasted for days
as he saw dead bodies on the pavement he pondered rap names

kenny never dies cuz his friends showed him the way humans fly
kenny always lies cuz kenny was a small fry who had to make a pretend life
cuz depression choked him like his daddys dik, when lil kenny tried to spit
before his daddy decided his punishment was over with

kenny was an average kid
that imagined abusing animals
cuz he had no friends
his cat went missing when his girlfriend dumped him
his dogs dik went into the kitchen for his fathers meal that evening
kenny has no feelins'
thats why when he writes his average lines his pride, he dont feel it

Kenny you sniveling little bich
youre displaying an untasteful side of rap battling
that i didnt know existed, quit your sentence construction
quit your childhood explanations, quit talk of dna
your temp will raise when i refuse to respond with thanks
like youre okay.. no way. youre half of monsters brain
you cannot match with tay,
im the gladiator that dont wait for thumbs
or for westboro baptist rallies
when im slaughtering gays with guns
purchased from some terrorist that made jokes about 9-eleven
like that day was fun...

i make sounds like im happy, when i eat still breathing bodies
and continue with the turrent of ammo rippin into everybody

forced lines are sloppy, like me after murdering a whole lobby
you make it into a hobby, being a wannabe..
makes me wanna see kenny leave, definitely
im infinite to your finite ending
repeat and repeat until i dont have to keep hinting
that your desmise starts when I write your threats subtly

when stars war, you watch star wars
when planets are torn and galaxies explored
kenny masturbates to mommy on his bedroom floor
cuz mommys the only one that encourages kenny to stay alive more

Sometimes someone has to beat to the ground,
To be able to gain the ability to astound,
But that sh*ts a template thats too commonly found,
You keep telling me to quit, like you'll still be around,
After I finish dismantling you, this is the witty lyricist versus the clown.

Now i could go on a tangent and use all kinds of a reference,
Or i could take your masculinity, use the scalpel to slit in half your vas deferens,
You got that mindset that a mouse like you will scare elephants,
But how you gonna rhyme against an entity composed entirely of malevolence,
Planets being torn? B*tch i can split elements,
Don't pretend for a second that you can spit eloquent,
I'm on a whole another league, not tryna make a scene,
But i'll have you scared of every screen, like them b*tches from Scream,
How'd I do it? How do i go and spit this mean?
It depends on the level of my competitors, i find the average, the mean,
But you tremble cos i'm a predator, you're just average, i mean,
You repeated fluke three times like that ****'ll add emphasis,
Definitely stretching **** out for the maximus,
I'll be honest mate you just weren't meant for this,
Like me laying in the sun, tryna undergo photosynthesis,
You made a lot of South park references in your bars, i like that,
You're gonna end up worse than that ginger kid that Eric Cartman smiled at,
Its funny how you talk about eating bodies,
Thats when i know you aint putting time into your lines, they're getting sloppy,
I'm a medical student, what's a dead body to me?
I see a body embalmed, go to McDonalds, Pizza Hut or KFC, for lunch,
But be glad, this is history, you're witnessing the launch,
Of a major name in the game you just watch,
You'll probably touch on that in your reply,
But remember how much you think you've bodied me, Kenny Never Dies.

A dead body to you is what the coroner rules as rape
Im the reason the bodys dead, but its your dna
on her postmortem lips that ensures your fate
you sick kid. Demented..and youre right. half way
i did touch on your fast food references
cuz the rest of what you wrote was embellished
like my emphasis... There was no relevance..

The ambulance you ride in,while hidin an erection
you get from wounds and infections
was set to detonate when max is beatin
which is why you keep ridin with bomb beepin
cuz max is still asleep when you reply seethin'
teeth bared like a demon,

max has plenty of practice
battlin' myths. He's better than a catholic exorcist
except...he dont touch little kids with physical intent
just verbal instructions, like this is how you rap fluent

i split a c,
we got symmetry
split a sea, I lead the people to greener pastures
Rap demands this from the visionaries
while those that never die, receive immortal laughter
at the cost of their life, they to fall to gladiator slaughter

like a natural disaster that barely missed
I gave you a chance to recover wit
instead you got worse when you called me a mouse...
where was the damage inflicted..?
On your walls in your house, you got mad when max tactically
called you out

your raps bended, when tay snapped your sentences
anger management a therapist suggested

but to your discretion your attending remained annonymous
except being the mouse i was the shrink?
Then told the whole forum of your identity

elephant, ivory. teeth are too short to do any damage
except to your own mouth, so you have an advantage
when committing self mutilation for sympathetic glances

you like fast food cuz its food served fast,
skip the beverage, who needs code blue mnt dew
when you have code blue in the hospital room
shes on the last breath, maybe youll be the one to defib check
as you shocked chest, you astounded doctors when you orgasmed
from her near death experience

cuz youre a medical student. You call it "experimenting"
when cops are like kenny whatchu doing when youre caught
fondling bodies not breatheing

Jokes about fast food makes me wonder what facility your mental isnt in
your bodys in an asylum.
your conscious is outside on the run, cant catch him.

shutter, cuz youre on a deserted island
in your mind every things fine
thats why you you sit outside suckin sunlight
pretending to be a flower, man.
but your just a weed needin' pullin'
and im the obvious mexican to do it

This launch is history, written by me
the conqueror decides the story, and for that you gain no glory
goodbye kenny your life is quite boring.

Originally Posted by taylormaximus

A dead body to you is what the coroner rules as rape
Im the reason the bodys dead, but its your dna
on her postmortem lips that ensures your fate
you sick kid. Demented..and youre right. half way
i did touch on your fast food references
cuz the rest of what you wrote was embellished
like my emphasis... There was no relevance..

The ambulance you ride in,while hidin an erection
you get from wounds and infections
was set to detonate when max is beatin
which is why you keep ridin with bomb beepin
cuz max is still asleep when you reply seethin'
teeth bared like a demon,

max has plenty of practice
battlin' myths. He's better than a catholic exorcist
except...he dont touch little kids with physical intent
just verbal instructions, like this is how you rap fluent

i split a c,
we got symmetry
split a sea, I lead the people to greener pastures
Rap demands this from the visionaries
while those that never die, receive immortal laughter
at the cost of their life, they to fall to gladiator slaughter

like a natural disaster that barely missed
I gave you a chance to recover wit
instead you got worse when you called me a mouse...
where was the damage inflicted..?
On your walls in your house, you got mad when max tactically
called you out

your raps bended, when tay snapped your sentences
anger management a therapist suggested

but to your discretion your attending remained annonymous
except being the mouse i was the shrink?
Then told the whole forum of your identity

elephant, ivory. teeth are too short to do any damage
except to your own mouth, so you have an advantage
when committing self mutilation for sympathetic glances

you like fast food cuz its food served fast,
skip the beverage, who needs code blue mnt dew
when you have code blue in the hospital room
shes on the last breath, maybe youll be the one to defib check
as you shocked chest, you astounded doctors when you orgasmed
from her near death experience

cuz youre a medical student. You call it "experimenting"
when cops are like kenny whatchu doing when youre caught
fondling bodies not breatheing

Jokes about fast food makes me wonder what facility your mental isnt in
your bodys in an asylum.
your conscious is outside on the run, cant catch him.

shutter, cuz youre on a deserted island
in your mind every things fine
thats why you you sit outside suckin sunlight
pretending to be a flower, man.
but your just a weed needin' pullin'
and im the obvious mexican to do it

This launch is history, written by me
the conqueror decides the story, and for that you gain no glory
goodbye kenny your life is quite boring.

Awake until late on an average morning,
Up writing bars while the standard citizens snoring,
Got a very busy lifestyle but that doesnt matter according,
To my number 1 stalker, my jealous and bitter news reporter,
Mentioned tactically calling me out, like i ain't the one who tested the water,
I'm sorry Mr. Maximus but I have to report back to you, your daughter,
She's not got long left, Wants to spend her last moments with you,
Now maybe you get it and you're starting to see the ominous hue,
She came in for a routine check, she's normally healthy, its true,
But how much damage do you think a few litres of Co2 can possibly do?
But theres a twist Max, you gave your daughter the gas mask,
Cos i said I couldn't do it, ha man you fell right into my trap,
You see your story,its true, the reason for the dead body is you,
And your sobbing and your crying while slowly turning blue,
You turn to me, gasp, beg, there must be some way to save her?
I look at you grin, bare my teeth, i'm just sending her back to her maker,
You're the one that made the allegations that i'm sick enough to r*pe her,
I'm just following the instructions you wrote on that paper.

You wake up, in a hospital bed, machines beeping away,
You look outside, its dark, what the f*ck happened today?
Think back, remember, suddenly you need to puke,
Where's all your cockiness now, i thought that it was a fluke?
On your side you can see a bowl of alphabet soup,
The letters R I P hovering, you need no more proof,
Run out the room, up the stairs, make your way to the roof,
I'm there patiently waiting, cigar lit, offer one over to you to,
Cos theres no point if I don't make fun out of everything that you do,
You made your mind before you saw me, you're scared for your life,
I'm smiling at you why does it feel like i've got a knife,
To your throat, that poor little girl you used to dote, on,
All that light and innocence, all thats left is a photon,
You look back at that piece of paper you wrote on,
Make a dash for the ledge, you jump, suddenly its all in slow motion,
I was experimenting, you're the one who gave me the notion,
The last thing you see before you die, is your daughters body following,
falling from the sky.

Kenny, attracting unwanted attention
Penny in a bank, hes unwanted/unmentioned
Yes i just addressed you, be grateful, your welcome
Seldom, do I bother with a sordid cerebellum
someone help him

His form is wrecked
Stuck in an 80's vortex
Cant spit with his distorted cerebral cortex
Spinal cord is contorted, his last resort is morbid
Enormous tumor in his forehead
I save the life of the wanna be doctor, where's my forceps?
Don't forfeit, even after i exposed your self portrait,
Just pretend like it ain't happen, life continues in orbit
Was never awarded for his lack of importance
So he resorted to fake stories of med school and extortion

..Suck a fat dik you intermediate wack b;tch
The fact that I replied probably made your @ss clap and lift
I retract all respect when body-bagging a snitch
Bodies dragged in a ditch
So many bodies half of them are jagged and itch
If he never dies, then i just made sure at least half of him did
The other half i wrap in a rap and take a drag of the spliff
Catch me attackin' fast in a drift
Max in the passenger askin your b;tch
If she suck, swallow, or gags if its thick
She picked all of the above, latching to the max of the tip
Packin' her bags for a trip, take turns on her face rotate half of the shift

Demoralize, your stories not fortified,
broken down exposed so mortified
What more can I, spit to
bother destroying your self glorified
Pursuit of an organized
Suburban white lifestyle not fit, your mother is horrified
wh0re did try, to enroll you in a good school
But your mortal eyes, were condemned to a rejection letter, its formalized



Targeting the Pros now? My shots steady
Just Stick to dissin Pro-Found, your not ready

Template the last rap you did was off the hook it was sick. I'm glad somebody body bagged Kenny. Kenny G don't get me wrong you've been wreckin **** up too Mad respect for You guys and your work. And word to BackinBlack he inspired to me battle. I need to up my game if wanna hit with any these Pro's. Like I said though I'm not gonna quit untill I get dope.

Can I ask y'all for some feedback?

Everyone seems to be inspired by bnb. I personally was motivated to start battling by SBU and smoothtung

Originally Posted by Template

Kenny, attracting unwanted attention
Penny in a bank, hes unwanted/unmentioned
Yes i just addressed you, be grateful, your welcome
Seldom, do I bother with a sordid cerebellum
someone help him

His form is wrecked
Stuck in an 80's vortex
Cant spit with his distorted cerebral cortex
Spinal cord is contorted, his last resort is morbid
Enormous tumor in his forehead
I save the life of the wanna be doctor, where's my forceps?
Don't forfeit, even after i exposed your self portrait,
Just pretend like it ain't happen, life continues in orbit
Was never awarded for his lack of importance
So he resorted to fake stories of med school and extortion

..Suck a fat dik you intermediate wack b;tch
The fact that I replied probably made your @ss clap and lift
I retract all respect when body-bagging a snitch
Bodies dragged in a ditch
So many bodies half of them are jagged and itch
If he never dies, then i just made sure at least half of him did
The other half i wrap in a rap and take a drag of the spliff
Catch me attackin' fast in a drift
Max in the passenger askin your b;tch
If she suck, swallow, or gags if its thick
She picked all of the above, latching to the max of the tip
Packin' her bags for a trip, take turns on her face rotate half of the shift

Demoralize, your stories not fortified,
broken down exposed so mortified
What more can I, spit to
bother destroying your self glorified
Pursuit of an organized
Suburban white lifestyle not fit, your mother is horrified
wh0re did try, to enroll you in a good school
But your mortal eyes, were condemned to a rejection letter, its formalized



Targeting the Pros now? My shots steady
Just Stick to dissin Pro-Found, your not ready

You lot ain't come close to the truth, Not tryna be a preacher,
Battling skills adapt based on my opponent, my main feature,
A medical student, turned to a battle rap teacher,
Adapting lesson plans, so I'm better suited to school you,
Contorting your limbs, vocal cords, this is straight voodoo,
I ain't targeting the pros, I'm just listing the pros,
And cons of this community that i'm gonna expose.
The fact that i never die, should keep you on your toes,
Cos you might think you've went and put me in a camatose,
state, but wait, the bodies making movements,
I'll never give up on my students,
Cos you ain't anywhere near close to making music,
This is a difficult issue, i need to think before i introduce it,
None of you others fit the template, so i dont think i can use it,
anymore, it's just not worth it, not worth the time,
I could get a better reaction from snorting phenylalanine,
You talk about all these bodies, well i'm gonna canabalise,
chop them up, cook at 220 Celcius, eat, then metabolise,
Your bars are a pack of lies,
I spit the maddest rhymes,
Keep my flow switching like i'm reacting to the alkaline,
You get it cos you're salty,
Cos of the fact that you aren't me,
You think you could take me one and one, when you couldn't with an army,
400 AK-47s 6 German Shephards and even an RV,
Give you that **** and you still couldn't harm me,
You could disarm me, have a blade at my neck,
But you wouldn't dare touch me, i dont have to pay for respect,
If you killed me you'd be a crook for life, your name in the books,
So you'd half-kill me but we all know that THERE AINT NO SUCH THING AS HALFWAY CROOKS.

Pro-found, i'll find a self proclaimed pro found,
Lying dead in the middle of an Afghan compound,
With pictures of template and samples of cum found,
Talk about bodybags when i've been on my toes, spitting fire for 10 rounds,
I'm gonna have posters of you made and then sent out,
Hitmen on the job, give me a text when they enroute,
See the damage i can do when i get to pulling my pad and pen out?

This to any battler thinking they in my league,
I'm not just loud and cocky, im no prince naseem,
I got the kinda bars that make other battlers seem,
Like they're tearing their threads out, got them ripped at the seam,
I aint no martin luther, but that dont mean i cant have a dream,
My dream is simple, using this as a platform to improve,
Recording a few tracks for clubs and a few to induce,
Emotions into my listeners, so that they then can view,
the world in a different light, when they feel like they've lost that fight,
Inside, it's internal, and I know it feels eternal,
Sometimes you need an angel, but other times you feel infernal,
I wanna be the artist an average man can turn to,
But still have that defence, other rappers can't burn through,
I wanna be impeccable, make my bars as unforgettable,
As possible, Have a positive impact, want them to be seen as medical,
Don't wanna be placed on a pedicle,
That I didn't earn,
So i'm using this as a conference, cos even teachers gotta learn.

@Tmax
Well I admit too that _S is the reason I jumped in, but BnB was the first to tear it up. You can subliminally hear him begging for a challenger of his caliber to show up and that's when 'Mack and _S came.
@Profound, humble words you said there man, I like that. It shows signs of future improvement.

Advice for Kenny(since your last line says you wanna learn): Try thinking of crafty but direct punches, instead of rambling off topic most of your lines. Then with more practice incorporate double meaning wordplay, creative multi's, and develop an intricate style. Even though we all know you got body bagged, keep your chin up, you might get there.

For all you forum users with advice, id appreciate some feedback. What do I need to touch on to get better? Opinions-especially critical-are most welcome!

Definitely need to work on my multis, they've slowly started improving in my more recent ones. Maybe i'm overrating my bars, but I thought mine were very polished, and each verse had a theme (which is what I notice top battlers do?) The rambling, is me building up a scene within the verse, which is a style i prefer (as loads do) to just unrelated punchlines? I definitely need to use more direct punches in aswell, but definitely don't think getting rid of the entire storytelling side is a good idea. Want some other users opinions maybe? I definitely don't think i was 'bodybagged' at all haha but then again could just be me overrating my bars (like loads of people do).

Taylor you've had some really witty lines i've liked but I feel like you ramble a lot? Just pointless punchlines that don't seem to naturally flow together? Idk i quite like battlers who battle with schemes in their rounds. Also some of your punchlines are fairly weak, which doesn't help. Not trying to be too negative here tho I've seen some really good bars from you. Also, i really prefer some of your old stuff now that i've looked back at it

you sythicize and reacap
Just to intensify your weak rap

sorry KEnny!!! i Menat to post this on another thread! You're rhymes are pretty dope! keep fllowing Hommie

Haha thanks man

Kenny Kenny... What's it gonna take for you to understand,
I'll have your soul in my left palm and your pride in the otherhand,

If you want a challenge, Reply
Haha.

Originally Posted by JesusFreak23

Kenny Kenny... What's it gonna take for you to understand,
I'll have your soul in my left palm and your pride in the otherhand,

If you want a challenge, Reply
Haha.

I find it offensive, that you think you can battle with me,
Instead of getting on Noahs Ark and riding out to sea,
I don't believe in you, That means i'm a heathen, a fiend,
I'm the closest thing to Satan that you've ever seen.
Don't try calling me out with a couplet,
Your virgin mothers breast, i wanna suckle it,
I want the holy spirit involved, whipped cream and some chocolate,
You tryna rhyme? Well I needed a chuckle kid.
Rap groups notorious? What a ripoff of a legend resting in the hall of fame,
You're tryna be the same, a lot can be said with a name,
You're missing the BIG cos you'll never be big in the game.
Take my soul? B1tch you need to get your own,
How you gonna give yourself to an imaginary friend, just so you won't be alone?
Don't ever try to **** with me, this sh1t isnt a democracy,
You even rapping with that name is a ****ing mockery,
Christian morals? Thou Shalt not steal and kill,
Nor should thy feel as if they need to prove thy skill,
God works in mysterious ways, being vain is a sin,
So don't tell me you're the best or you'll have to answer to him.

I got my broom
Check
I got my pad and pen
Check
Hey you know what? I'm high as fuk right now... no... seriously I am
And I'm a just see what happens...

When I go to slappin....

I'm slappin' and rappin'

24 bars at large....

Here we go... Ha! HA! HA!

I'll slap ya lips off
I'll slap ya clothes backwards like Kriss Kross
So p1$$ off and get lost
Cain't you see I'm jackin' my d1ck off? Hang around and get some lip gloss
I went to college but all I learned was slappin' b1tches major
So please don't make me activate a slap and active hater
While I slap 'em I'm a rappin' captivator
You can call me Captain Aggravator
Wit a passion for grabbin' at the paper and I'll slap a traitor
Till my hand blisters
Slap you, ya brothers and sisters
I slap clam fishers
Even though I am one that's dam vicious
Coz I'll fuk a pregnant b1ches sweetest spot til the fetus pops
Then slap her venus box until she finishes the penis off
I'll slap your Adidas off
And keep slappin' till ya breathin' stops
I'm slap happy
I'll slap pappy
If he act crappy and try to slap me
I'm sure y'all know how that be
Nobody's leavin' slap free and if they don't see great
I'm a slap each face until they can't see straight
I slap hoes that make me wait
But most of all I slap muthafukkas that didn't have a V8

Wait....
Naw that last sh1t was wack
I told y'all I'm high

Let me try again here

My words are like timebombs
I'm explosive on any track I rhyme on
And then I'm gone
About to get my high on
High as Zion and when I come back y'all can lick the frost off my boots
Coz I'll smash any dam one y'all in the booth and that's the gospel truth
I come from hostile roots
And I don't even need to cobble proof like you aint gotta wonder if a cop'll shoot
We were hostile youth and we didn't give a fuk
I still don't in most ways I just had to switch it up
I know what's pure and I know which is cut
And I know how to cut these fishes guts
So soon I'm a finish up and leave y'all in the aftermath
I'm kinda anxious to see what y'all gonna do after that
I limbered this b1tch up like an acrobat
So y'all can go ahead and have it back

Originally Posted by BackInBlack

I got my broom
Check
I got my pad and pen
Check
Hey you know what? I'm high as fuk right now... no... seriously I am
And I'm a just see what happens...

When I go to slappin....

I'm slappin' and rappin'

24 bars at large....

Here we go... Ha! HA! HA!

I'll slap ya lips off
I'll slap ya clothes backwards like Kriss Kross
So p1$$ off and get lost
Cain't you see I'm jackin' my d1ck off? Hang around and get some lip gloss
I went to college but all I learned was slappin' b1tches major
So please don't make me activate a slap and active hater
While I slap 'em I'm a rappin' captivator
You can call me Captain Aggravator
Wit a passion for grabbin' at the paper and I'll slap a traitor
Till my hand blisters
Slap you, ya brothers and sisters
I slap clam fishers
Even though I am one that's dam vicious
Coz I'll fuk a pregnant b1ches sweetest spot til the fetus pops
Then slap her venus box until she finishes the penis off
I'll slap your Adidas off
And keep slappin' till ya breathin' stops
I'm slap happy
I'll slap pappy
If he act crappy and try to slap me
I'm sure y'all know how that be
Nobody's leavin' slap free and if they don't see great
I'm a slap each face until they can't see straight
I slap hoes that make me wait
But most of all I slap muthafukkas that didn't have a V8

Wait....
Naw that last sh1t was wack
I told y'all I'm high

Let me try again here

My words are like timebombs
I'm explosive on any track I rhyme on
And then I'm gone
About to get my high on
High as Zion and when I come back y'all can lick the frost off my boots
Coz I'll smash any dam one y'all in the booth and that's the gospel truth
I come from hostile roots
And I don't even need to cobble proof like you aint gotta wonder if a cop'll shoot
We were hostile youth and we didn't give a fuk
I still don't in most ways I just had to switch it up
I know what's pure and I know which is cut
And I know how to cut these fishes guts
So soon I'm a finish up and leave y'all in the aftermath
I'm kinda anxious to see what y'all gonna do after that
I limbered this b1tch up like an acrobat
So y'all can go ahead and have it back

Remember them days when BackInBlack brought doom,
Instead of catching bodies, the fans caught tombs,
But after a while, he's started to get old, like any good cartoon,
Stole uranium from the government, made the planet go KABOOM,
Give it back Malfoy or i'll knock off your broom,
I needed some of that ****, if i wanted to be able to compete on this level,
My opponents cardiac output had to double,
They needed that liquid courage in the form of a treble,
And even then they'd be another stone tossed among the pebbles,
Not quite polished enough, they lacking the spark, the ambition,
The skillset to slaughter, quickly, painfully and with precision,
I can't envision a competitor, that could truthfully kill me,
You casual rappers miss so many punchlines, thats why you dont feel me,
You don't see the ****ing work that goes in every scheme,
Wait a sec Bnb is captain aggravator?
**** you can call me Lieutenant General or Major,
I'll take your family and friends, send-em-all ta Maya,
Offer them as a sacrifice, push em straight in the fire,
You don't understand how this situation got so dire,
You're just the average stoner, tryna get a lil higher,
Can't throw stones at others, unless you aint a liar,
stealer, pill junkie, wife beater,
After 6 shots of tequila,
Got that courage finally building up you're going to-kill-her.

Three of my verses on here, i wrote while i was high,
I didn't have to point it out, I kept the quality high,
You used it as an excuse to leave out all those multi rhymes,
I want real competiton, JesusFreak23,
Doesn't cut it for me,
I know i ****ing said that i would battle for free,
But I still want the top of the chain, I want that Adam and Eve,
Not some wannabe Monster template, who's adamant he's,
miles ahead of the rest, little ****boys just getting ahead of himself.