Originally Posted by Template

_S changed my name just to suit his verse
Ok 'Tem' will entertain, insults dispersed

_S says he's before Tem, seed of the fruit
That makes I: '_Stem' of your root
Soon to be or too soon it is
_S wants to speak in riddles, his tune is quizzed
Passed with an A, or last in race
Future holds no B, daughter it is
'Mack wanted to 'Buy _S' now he wouldn't buy it
I Fathered your style, you wanna deny it
_S like "But I joined first, you after me"
Your fashion is dated like 'meu meu': u after me

"Wait somethings wrong, he sound like I do?"
Im not biting, just writing, to show a better refined you
A blind dude, could see your worst mistake
You forsake rhymes completely, just for the sake of wordplay
So go ahead and recycle your bars _S, its Earth Day

Sit n listen, when a pimp is spittin
Mix subtle rebuttals with explicit disses
"Fresh so the depth shows''?
Roots remain underground: implicit vision
If none see, than none believe
If a nun see, _S with weed
She'll enunciate her first word, then rip his tongue and teeth
Not cause weed is sin, but cause his scripture was that terrible
Unbearable for pairs of people,
Let alone lone readers to stare so feeble

_S ordered two wide c0cks
One Black in the back, while 'Mack rides the top
Of the one eyed cyclops
"Raise a phone"? Please, he couldn't even hide a glock
Why? He couldn't find a spot
I leave footprints in rap, _S just kisses my "sidewalk"



You'd do well to "see my name and skip it"
Your flips I rip it
I've seen better flips with bacon in a skillet

I shortened his name and he didn't like that..
Guess instead I'll just shorten his lifespan.
T..
Please..
You said "_S before Tem", it was wise talk..
And now you're coming after me but why stalk?
Just a so-so lyricist..
Couldn't even make '80p' like photosynthesis.
That's a botany joke..
Just trust me, it was properly dope.
Rewind..

You said "_S before Tem", it was wise talk..
And now you're coming after me but why stalk?
Yes all my former opponents got f***ed up..
Bet S coming after u if it's just us.
You scrawled some stuff, it's all a front.
Yeah you'll see S at the end coz I more than won.
Yup..

We exchanged letters, left his name wrecked;
Rearranged Templates whilst the tame slept.
Check..
Kid it ain't a riddle this is plain and simple..
Though I might "recycle" ancient myth and pagan symbols.
Template can vent hate and then say the text's great.
Death day, it's checkmate, it's endgame, the 'n'th stage.
Sensei.. you're like the "blind dude"..
And if you're the best then the site's screwed.

Originally Posted by MonsterWrapper

Yo Kenny (because Temp and Tay gangbanged my anus xD),

Finally, I found a paragraph to tear in half
Just maxin, relaxin, kick out a chair and laugh
At Kenny's slowly growing ego
He's still a dam pu$$y balder than an eagle
I beat the pu$$ies Latin, White, Asian, Negro
But how many dope lines has he truly spit? Zee-ro
"Hi, I'm Kenny and I'm a bad @ss motherfukin Hee-ro
I'm always with my grams, and no I don't mean kilos
Also, I'm eating Hot Cheetos, that's how I'm spittin all this fire
And my sh1t'll get you tired, every time I repost!"

Man I ain't even gotta try...

Why is Kenny not a GOAT? Bro that sh1ts plain to see,
He's only decent when his dad's c0ck splits his anus, then it rips painfully.
And shamefully, he's not quite the man he's always claimed to be,
Cuz the only "creative juices" his brain released,
Have a tendency to stain the sheets.
We never battled before, well I battled whilst Kenny spat prose aimlessly,
But then came defeat,
He refrained for weeks while his pain decreased and I tamed the beast
But now he crawls back,
Thinking he's the big d1ck and not the ball sack
No one's your dam pupil, Pro-Found ain't even followed you
Your mom should've just fuking swallowed you
The shell from my slug is a reflection of the same ol' hollow you

Creative juices, chalked full of amylase,
Got you writing your own tombstone and-it-says,
Wannabe rapper slash pirate, here he lays,
Before we grieve, let's all remember the happy days.
When Monsterwrapper ranked himself at the top, not second,third but first,
The Devl-in him had him Brainwashed couldnt see the Gift and the Curse,
Thought he was going Off the cuff with every verse,
Now he's dead he's probably denying that the World still turns.

You wouldn't get it, not in my league forget it,
Your lines will be used against you you just shouldn't have said it.

You beat puss1es? I give em a fair chance,
Give em full chain mail, a horse, a lance,
Teach them how to use it with the correct stance,
Then i sit back, I've already stacked the cards,
In my favour, You're skills dying, get back to the past,
And i'll save you, Monster ain't seeing sh1t clearly it seems,
Spat prose aimlessly? Clearly you've missed the scheme,
I'm not a GOAT, I'm not tryna kid the world,
I'm a kid, that means as long as i can avoid the troll,
Under the bridge, I can grow up to fulfil my role.

Temp and Tay gangbanged your anus? That ain't a reason to quit,
So you won't reply if you been ripped up, where the ****s the respect in this?
You gotta earn your credibility on your own,
How you gonna have fans if you can't stand alone,
How you gonna support them if you can't handle knowing,
There's gonna be better but you can't let that stop you from growing.
You're Basic, put a B before your initials cos i ate you,
Full of gas, I need to spark your ignition before i can ever rate you.

This was one of the dopest i've seen on here. Have my first ever thanks

Now a true MC ain't meant to back down from a challenge,
Sh1t I've been going for the wrong lyricists, Some B1tch Unchallenged,
Blatantly showing off his best features like Shakira or Beyonce Undressing,
To sell records, but he should know by now his Sins Bleeding Unto,
Every neurone and receptor in his brain,
Chewing away at his mental state,
Dopamine levels fade away, Inbalance of Na, Cl and K,
Its not a game, this is happiness, your mood is null,
Even i took away the S you wouldn't be BUtiful,
So how you gonna go toe to toe with one who schooled them all,
The results would be appaling even if you skewed the source,
My lyrics embedded in your brain, Giving you that final push,
To rekindle that flame, make something of your music, put away the kush,
I ain't dissing you cos you offend me, that sh1t is irrelevant,
I just couldn't be that person sat in silence, in the room with an elephant.

Originally Posted by KennyNeverDies

Now a true MC ain't meant to back down from a challenge,
Sh1t I've been going for the wrong lyricists, Some B1tch Unchallenged,
Blatantly showing off his best features like Shakira or Beyonce Undressing,
To sell records, but he should know by now his Sins Bleeding Unto,
Every neurone and receptor in his brain,
Chewing away at his mental state,
Dopamine levels fade away, Inbalance of Na, Cl and K,
Its not a game, this is happiness, your mood is null,
Even i took away the S you wouldn't be BUtiful,
So how you gonna go toe to toe with one who schooled them all,
The results would be appaling even if you skewed the source,
My lyrics embedded in your brain, Giving you that final push,
To rekindle that flame, make something of your music, put away the kush,
I ain't dissing you cos you offend me, that sh1t is irrelevant,
I just couldn't be that person sat in silence, in the room with an elephant.

I'm the real MC, kneel to the MPV
I appeal to the MP3 with envy reads on MPC
beats so neatly tucked with flowed speech in lengthy reels
like seventy sheets you heavily peel in heaven surreal
but it's so real, no cheats, no steals, the most zeal
post the feel, roasting with quotes that host seals
like a toast meal I wrote free while, it's freestyle
I be while, extreme vile pen streams miles
like the nile river, the wild giver of bile thicker than
the file "twitter", filled with gritt or mixtures of pure liquor
I sore livers when I pour shivers of more richer
liquid flow, the vivid shows of my viscosity is possibly
the monstrosity of my thoughts, it is tossed simply
cause it is brought sickly like snot quickly got swiftly
walked bristly up your nostrils.

Originally Posted by _SBU

I shortened his name and he didn't like that..
Guess instead I'll just shorten his lifespan.
T..
Please..
You said "_S before Tem", it was wise talk..
And now you're coming after me but why stalk?
Just a so-so lyricist..
Couldn't even make '80p' like photosynthesis.
That's a botany joke..
Just trust me, it was properly dope.
Rewind..

You said "_S before Tem", it was wise talk..
And now you're coming after me but why stalk?
Yes all my former opponents got f***ed up..
Bet S coming after u if it's just us.
You scrawled some stuff, it's all a front.
Yeah you'll see S at the end coz I more than won.
Yup..

We exchanged letters, left his name wrecked;
Rearranged Templates whilst the tame slept.
Check..
Kid it ain't a riddle this is plain and simple..
Though I might "recycle" ancient myth and pagan symbols.
Template can vent hate and then say the text's great.
Death day, it's checkmate, it's endgame, the 'n'th stage.
Sensei.. you're like the "blind dude"..
And if you're the best then the site's screwed.

Blind dude will break jaws
Ventilate, hate all
Slash S diagonally till he 8 raw
If that didn't connect, than the red dot is aimed small
16 from Em' sounds 'backwards' compared to my tamed scrawl
That didn't connect either, then let the 'M16' flame ya'll

I'm a so-so lyricist,
So feared ambitious imperialist
So Revered, Paul's jealousy is serious
So near to forgetting Black, I mistake him for Sirius
Delirious sub-par opponents _S wrecked
So far he did check
Eight out of ten of my checklist, inspect it
Whats missing, the nine in Temp's fist?
Nah, that's overused like _S when he's feeling pretentious
My life span lengthens when you miss nine out of ten hits

The tenth stage I sense it, _S falls like rain drops
Custom bars, keep askin' why but it ain't Stalk
Vain pops, S ignored like vein talk
Raise arms on _S without care like a Vein Pops
You beat 'ThanLife but I stay rock
Hard, 'Art got smoked too when J sparks
Paul Bunyon stretched like spandex
Then Kydz put to sleep like bedtime xanax

These the weaklings you brag of beating?
In ease I seize their weakened breathing
Flee the minute a seasoned G is competing
Free to see 'us' before A1
Gold metal on 'Plate, 'USA won'
First place every time I'm bombing the track
They think I'm a snake charmer the way I carry S on my back

Hello challenger how are you doing,
Stir it in, concoction of your ligaments brewing
And power means a price
And the worst thing you done in your life
At least i have my own house and a car!
So quit talk about how good you are

My Rap] them civi's fear me!

This ***** be foolish hes gonna be dealin with the most coolist
we be walkin down the street showin off
Most civi's fear me and my friend
gonna do a quick bend
leavin bodys messed up in the alley
they never saw a chance to flee to me
leave them alone dont hurt them
attempt to hurt me if you can
bet you 500$ if you can
if you dont, you will leave with a burnt hand

My Rap] Beat em down and kill!

Beat em down on the ground
give him pounds
pull out a 12 gauge
light em up with shells
here them bells
father plz forgive me
police be rushin when they see me
I floored it americas most wanted
LIVE ON TV!
I here his name being called by mean *****s
i dont understand why im here
through him in the gutter
hes lookin like his mother
lyin to my face
rub his teeth on the ashpalt
dont ly to me again
***** get served a sandwhich

Young Akol
Verse: we ain't give a damn

#FDG

Is drop gang working hard summer
F*** all the haters' we give em autograph signing
Is bout time' I pull out ma pistol (gun click)
Shoot em stupid a**' turn to the minerals

Are be there with *****s
(Drop gang)

Levitation make a mission
Hitting like a killer
I ain't give damn' f*** all em' b*** ,***** I'm ma zone

Young

uhh you think your so fresh on the microphone, ican tell you something different now that the game is on. uhh so you know
im undefeated, id say your raps are a little flat and depleated,
the principal is in the house you can be seated

Impressive

I teach, teaching that teacher's teach teaching

Yeah you didn't get that
You may be unbeatable but to me you already lost.........

Keep accostin' me and wantonly crossin' me
No apologies, I'm constantly berated by animosity
So gotdam hated I feel I'm in a comedy and fightin' each wannabe
Has got to me, got me constantly crotchety but I'm an anomaly
Some call me an oddity audibly and seek harm for me bodily
Coz they're afraid of honesty, honestly, but it's my policy
And to he11 with modesty, I bang this sh1t solidy
We could call this a colloquy, y'all are like babies that are all colicy
Tryin' to defame my reign but that's robbery, no one can slaughter me
My bars are like riches while you b1tches stay in perditious poverty
Step in the ring, I'm the King, this is an autocracy, so back up off of me
Coz that cacophony you callin' rap couldn't possibly be anything but attrocity
Meanwhile I give the heart in me and that's the dichotomy
Of my dual personality, mentality and theology, each part, I give all of me
And avoid monotony and aint nobody possibly stoppin' me
I keep comin' with constancy so there be no insolvency, only quality like it's gotta be and oughtta be, so take a shot at me

I'm a cyborg from the psych ward
I'll strangle ya and dangle ya from the mic chord
I wont live life bored so I'm ready to fight hordes
And I've got the right words that be the right swords
You troglodytes snore and sleep on a lumbering beast
But a storm's comin' so watch the thunder increase
My form's stunnin' and I'm runnin' under the streets
I slay beef by the pound and I keep it underground so come to the feast
Or stay in your slumber and cease takin' shots at this mountain colossus
That's right, ya might better stay off this or be countin' ya losses
I'm here to spit skill but I'll let my wit kill and take ya out in the process
Coz since when has your mouth been cautious?
I'm about to rock this and kill ya quick and cereborally
Coz all I see is wannabes that awkwardly spit sick and so feebly
It's funny that you think you can spit and so equal me
I spit legit and I keep on spittin' so lethaly...

That enemies fall like rain drops
I keep on going and I caint stop
I go hard and this is the paint shop
Keep it breezy like a tank top
I keep this insane game locked
And this most definitely aint pop
Dam near impenetrable like a bank vault
But even when my A game's brought these fakes talk
All kindsa sh1t
About the rhymes I spit
Even though I'm legit
I aint got time to quit
Sh1t and I haven't lied a bit
Locals know I'm loco with a mic and go Coco at the sight of it
Better eat ya wheaties if ya wanna beat me coz that's how tight I spit
And that's how right I rip with wide eyed wit inside my scripts

Check..

I'm the new kid on the block who's gonna run this show , is my first time battling with you but I feel victory yeah ima victorious


no way 2 escape Mr kibblez
well ah bet this is how we roll//as my wheels spin's over Mr kibblez back bone//ya r nuisance. ....when will u ever grow/I will make kibblez swallow his balls//......

Damn i just started punishment with the verbal sence// u ain't know what I'm saying but still ya imitate my verse// script as I script so to make your flows like mine// I score more in rap just like mike//

Mr lame kibblez lad u came at the end of ya course//I cause ya derailed like a train ya crash on the cross//open your *** wide n in your phantom *** I stuff this lines//make your *** lyrically dope n fart toughyours rhymes//you and your whole host are like sissies//yall Host flips ya ***** when yall recording with ovrated weak beats//I ain't care if I'm biting ...yeah my teeths are strong//this evining I'm negotiating with ya to make your pride fall//I'm a rap slayer ...ya touch me I cause clamour// kibblez ya just bunch of a lad goin in sheebens looking for glamour//ya might punch me hard ***** but I won't bleed//but as I hit punchlines I make ya kneel//I talk **** n most of it is deep real//I know I'm provoking ya but I don't care how you feel//I see u sad....oh shame even the elders think I'm making making a sin//ulcers outta my mouth like im vomiting disprin//cure your sick pride never again u'll say you're the king pin//to me ya remain victim cause here im the one who's the beast//


Young Akol is the best rapper call me corps volunteer for killing innocent kid's

Warm up

Fukk everything you've said or haven't said as of yet
Fukk what you think about my rhymes coz you're behind like a massive debt
I'm walkin' and talkin' and you still haven't crawled out of the bassinet
I've been through hard times with scarce rhymes but I'll still be the last to fret
Coz I learn and adapt while y'all are still just barely learnin' to rap
And I can keep my head up when I'm fed up and everything's turnin' to crap
Coz I wont preach a sermon or slack but I'll teach you vermin the facts
On your slackin' rappin' that I've determined is wack, that for certain is fact
I'm servin' this BackInBlack rap attack like a predator in it's natural habitat
And you can try to get savage back but in this cabbage patch we aint havin' that
I'm gonna keep blastin' back at these bastid rats until their aint nothin' left after that
Blast past the wack flippin' scripts like a hysterical lyrical acrobat
Empirical facts of rap and cold delivery to show my enemies I aint playin' is what I bring
Always all day, what I'm sayin' is what I mean
I aint able to be labeled and from the cradle I've been yellin' fukk the scene
My rhymes are fatal and disable fables so if it was up to me I'd reconstruct the dream and fukkin' scream...

Fukk the radio and fukk the industry!
In order to play me yo, they wanna limit me,
Package me where other cookie cut mothafukkers can mimic me
With cellophane style and vile chemistry...

I'll stay underground, way underground
Where even the devil wont come around
I'll stay underground, way underground
Literally chasin' the dream till I run it down

Rhyming like dr.suess loose as a goose silly as **** cuz I'm drunk off the juice saw this forum as a good muse to make some rhyme and music like a muse and by the end of this I hope your amused but if you not go kick rocks with no shoes I rap crazy cuz my flow has no rules my mind going off like reckless abandon after all this rhyming it's hard to believe I'm standing all this thinking is really demanding sike nah this is ***** **** this is that part of they rhyme I leave all of you ******* ripped like Imma Chinese chef or a 13 inch **** haha did you catch that contradiction its a racist pun but to be honest I must feel some conviction. oh and by the way as I was reading these raps made me hungry suffering from some malnutrition split my stomach open for bad luck like the pole superstition bad luck if you go right and ya friend head left then he gets shot after a theft 1 in his head the rest of the clip in his chest come to his funeral leave behind his family crest he dead but all he had to do was turn left but yall split that **** like Peters chin straight up cleft...... Now maybe that ain't make sense but I guess it's just that lyrical fence you hit can't understand my **** felt like I flipped the script with the muses and the booze and taking off ***** shoes to ya boy being dead left to ooze with a round in his chest but what can I say but it was a test to see who could keep up with my beat my rhyme and if you missing a chromosome this might've been a waste of ya time now listen carefully cuz it's about to get really ****in tricky horrifically violent then motha****in absolutely silent. For those of you keeping up at this point you truly are blessed listened to what I had to say which in all honesty really wasn't much which is exactly what most of these raps have inside them empty *** lies bout true as myths about Poseidon. Now for yall who done misunderstood or just now catching this I got some directions for you. Take a knife and put a smile on that face looking like joker not the card so replace the p with a j and put on your poker face drink lemonade for the rest of ya life let you be stared at in horror by all in your sight. drown in misery of being an outcast and hang like a kite. Triple knot that shitty noose and let you dangle like a booger from snot it would be to damn quick for you to just get shot or take you to the block for a quick head chop I rather flay you then slay you cut you a thousand times rather then a stab in the chest let you sit in a hole and fester wit your stank and your **** have so many gases in that hole I could set you a flame .matter a fact cut off the tips of your toes fingers **** and nose then take that tounge and then throw you in the hole with your gases just to leave you in flames flabbergasted

"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

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