Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

Originally Posted by dakinng

man you crazy
rapping like you got any skill
but is view clouded or hazy
like really what is the dill
you trashing alliance
but that is my job
i cant stand for your putrid defiance
i mean all you do is shob
but cant even take a pitch
but all it was is a lob
but im sure your gurls okay
she likes slobbing on my knob
i hate to say it but i rap better than u and im usually singing
but wait the bell tolls
do you hear it ringing
oh wait your not a firm believer
but best watch your perch imma put you in a sleeper
had a nightmare man must be a dream eater
because unlike I AM THE N
i kill a Nikka with the heater
so lets get to it
do you like to fish
cuz i heard you a master baiter
but i need an answer
not much of a waider
but if you want; yo gurl
i can wait her
you think you something come meet your maker
not so much of a creator but your soon to be destroyer
but you cant even comprehend
for the lyrics i hurl at you
cant get a reply till i say send
for you must be a drunkard
for you on the bend
for this lyrical wizard
can help you mend
show up, ship out
let me show you what rappin all about
dont fuss, dont pout
lemme show you what a real nikka bout
see youz a lame nikka
SUPWITHDAT
you got a lame trikka
SUPWITHDAT
Youz a lame hitta
SUPWITHDAT
i dont even need to **** with ya
SUPWITHDAT
you think you the s**t
well im the pollution
best step back
before i hit you with my movement
it might have a sound
but you can get more than one round
it on the house
but you lost yo gurl
and well your gurl she was so easy to be found
even safari knew where she at
SUPWITHDAT
Now that unlucky
squeak squeak MF
maybe your gurl tell you what a real nikka d**k taste like
Cuz man i f**ked her all last night
~Dakinng
that's right im back

I come with majority of the flow, you don't understand
I clock out Dakinng more than the minute hand
Most of these kids are too sweet, they mostly diabetic
Everything I spit is iller than Matic
When a thousand fools keep chatting
about standing up tall
I'ma swing them like a baseball
You could say I'm battin' a thousand
When it comes to freestyles, you stay on the side; nationwide
I'ma make you cry more than when Muhammad Ali died
All I see in your lines is pride
If this was an actual rap battle, you'd be disqualified
Everything you type is plagiarism, and unclassified
You must be really retarded to mention my name
everything you insult me with; a huge shame
You're trying to diss me, but everything you say is lame
This nlgga too white to experience the pain we go through
Everyday is a challenge, with a darker color, you get spit up and chewed
His basic lines should of got withdrewed.
The king, the queen, all have fallen
You got defeat by numerous people, who's style is appalling
Bltch, Alliance already defeated you, yet your too stubborn to call it
Smalldig dug you 6 feet under, you were crestfallen
SBU murdered you, he hurt you deep and drowned you like an eriocaulon
Now who you calling hazy? Everybody drove you crazy
there's no if, and's, buts, or maybe, you got figure-eighted
I figured Nate'd diss you, now what is your issue?
Nobody would kiss you, nobody would protect you, not even Vishnu
This nlgga's funny, he so annoying that he even bugs bunny
Not even drug money would get you a good honey
Everyone on this forum grilled you like George Foreman
You literally got fvcked by four men
When you battled Alli, TheN, SBU, and me, you couldn't even get your form in
You got double the N's to your career, what a proportion
Your irrelevant in this joint, why do you act like your important?
Your lines are so bad, it's makes you like Billy Bob Thornton
Stop acting like you got more ho ho ho's than Billy Bob Thornton
You ain't got nothing, your eyeball the only thing my girl's crushing
Busting the socket til' the pupil gets puffin'
What's up with you? Oh nothing, 'cause you ain't the king
The only thing your king of is burgers, you can't fvcking sing
You plagiarized literally your whole entire rap, and you claim you the greatest
Devvon Terrell is a good singer, but everything you say isn't blatant
Your gonna claim your a great rapper, yet usually singing?
You're literally a phony, I can hear you ringing
Dakinng got exiled, you can see it in his lines
You can't pick-pocket, so you go to throw up picket signs
And stop acting like your hard, you know it's easy to beat you
All I have to do is be like James Evans, and drown you like seafood
The only reason you claim to be the king is because your mom mistreats you
Say you fvcked my girl, but last night she cheat you
'Cause when you fvcked her, you fvcked a male with in-situ
Hah, you use Safari? Your trying to find a W?
Well W left you, and so did your X
Y do you try so hard? You know Z's your nephew
I suggest you stop being disrespectful
No girl wants a disrespectful, and neglectful dude
The only package you sent was a male prostitute
Rest in peace Eazy-D, too bad I won't be there for your attributes.

Originally Posted by Alliance

Homie the flow's a closure curtain close..
Ya rap career over casket close..
This ain't no push over it's just over kill..
Real talk U got roasted..it's a road kill
For real Inbound u alright tho just up ya skill
On the real I up the anti..
U gonna need more bars than the jail cell..
I got more bars than high tower and cell..
Give it a rest already feel ya L slowly..
U ain't holding trophies ur a nobody!
N no body care if u try'a act like ur somebody
N anybody can tell that I body bag u hefty..
It's not easy trying Alliance..
It's more easy to get rich or die trying..
On furthermost I don't gang bang just affiliated..
Ask ya bytch if she gang bang n get ya box filled
I crack more shells it's just eggscellent
U can get egg out for try'a act out resilient
Bytch the silencer will silence ur existence
I don't even know why u bother to try..
U better off dead than try'a test my write
My left hold sheer determination
While my right hold the steel tight..
N put a hole in ya abdomen
This ain't no sentiment
when I sent ya soul to god..or do u prefer satan?
It's gonna be hard to swallow like cinnamon
Man up bytch ya weak like the rest of them..
Yea u can buff ya chest up and try'a be da best
But the lead fill ya chest up called it cardiac arrest..
I rest my case..murder u again on display..
U ain't got nothing on me Chucky knows it's childplay
U can try me any time of the day
But we all know u ain't pushing shiet but ya bowel
Should just bow down to the power..
U can't touch me mayne..
Can't fuccing catch me like the gingerbread man!!(lol)
And all I do is clock my time for the bread..
I can tell u ain't gotta a job u still try'a bust ya talk..
U can just stop with ya chop..u ain't selling shiet..
At least the dope head got money for their shiet..
N u ain't got no hope but to hold on to ya rap post..
If rapping was my career I won't respond to ya broke..
This like a hobby for me while the money stash up by the boat
I be flossing out that kind of note u won't even notice
Why bother to share my personal life..
I just hold on to shareholders..
My style grow bolder while I smoke a boulder
Cuzzo it's really over..R I P this boy like souja!!(huh!)

Everytime I respond, I murder you like it's a tradition
Laying on a stretcher with a knife wound in critical condition
Rushed to the hospital with eternal bleeding, and there seems to be no suspicion
to whomever put you in this tragic position
Knife gets deeper in the wound like a key in a ignition
Your parents wishing that there would be a magician
To make this situation disappear, and hopes to be better
In the bright side of the hemisphere, but then they receive this letter
That their child has died, they didn't want to tell them face-to-face
'cause they were too afraid that they would look at them with a straight face
But instead they paced & paced and cried left & right
The sun always shines, but not enough for this contrite
situation that they are facing
Now they looking for the suspect, and then they go racing
To see someone's tracings, and now they go chasing
The person who was chafing, and then go praising
the lord, to bless their son in a lovely place and
hoping that he don't get sent to the place more burnt than a basement
You got no money in your boat, nlgga stop with that shlt
You probably can't even afford sour cream & union chips
You hypocrite, all your lines are just basic counterfeits
You still throw fits, over something simple as grits
Break into pieces & bits, of all the hip-hop hits
And make hip-hop hit ya, with all that bullshlt ya spit
and all the lyrical lies that you type
Everyone reject your deposit, don't even try to swipe
All that shlt you talk out your mouth, you need to wipe
That explains why you stink, 'cause of the 75% feces you drink
And the 25% of dead bacteria, your basically as good as dead
Not even on welfare, would you get fed
Most things you lie about is causing bloodshed
And getting money, ever heard "more money, more problems?"
Your gang affiliated, yet you can't even face Goblin
Your pillow talking stuff, meaning your soft as crap
You're not tough enough to survive in a scrap
If you say you're better than me, then how'd you get in my trap?
I got you on my azz, now you can't even rap
You don't even carry around a strap, why you looking for mishap
You still sit on your parent's lap, your more garbage than trap
music, and I got you more crossed than a skullcap
Admit it, you got more paralyzed than a handicap
Now hand me gat, and I man this rat
with a tan to fap, and his clan collapse
with substantial gaps, from tank attacks
and than perhaps, melt him like candle wax
and run him over with Cadillacs, but he withstand attacks
So then I finally make this regime collapse with a handled axe. (Ugh)
You proving to hang with dopes
But the only thing you hang with is ropes
and get your neck cut open like cantaloupes.
I got three little piggy's tryna' mess with me
But them actually trying to make me fear them impresses me
'Cause they claimed that they molested me
with "lyrical assault", yet them pvssies need to get a hysterectomy
They erected me, with their bltch azz caressing me
Then Dakinng's gonna be requesting me,
to join with the "RealOnes" fake azz
who is too afraid to face me, which is why he has a face mask
And Alliance may pay my tax, and continue to try and diss me with rage attacks
Just know your hypocritical acts won't affect me or anyone, and that is a true fact.

Originally Posted by Inbound

I come with majority of the flow, you don't understand
I clock out Dakinng more than the minute hand
Most of these kids are too sweet, they mostly diabetic
Everything I spit is iller than Matic
When a thousand fools keep chatting
about standing up tall
I'ma swing them like a baseball
You could say I'm battin' a thousand
When it comes to freestyles, you stay on the side; nationwide
I'ma make you cry more than when Muhammad Ali died
All I see in your lines is p-ride
pee-ride? Nlgga, this ain't the south side
If this was an actual rap battle, you'd be disqualified
Everything you type is plagiarism, and unclassified
You must be really retarded to mention my name
everything you insult me with; a huge shame
You're trying to diss me, but everything you say is lame
This nlgga too white to experience the pain we go through
Everyday is a challenge, with a darker color, you get spit up and chewed
His basic lines should of got withdrewed.
The king, the queen, all have fallen
You got defeat by numerous people, who's style is appalling
Bltch, Alliance already defeated you, yet your too stubborn to call it
Smalldig dug you 6 feet under, you were crestfallen
SBU murdered you, he hurt you deep and drowned you like an eriocaulon
Now who you calling hazy? Everybody drove you crazy
there's no if, and's, buts, or maybe, you got figure-eighted
I figured Nate'd diss you, now what is your issue?
Nobody would kiss you, nobody would protect you, not even Vishnu
This nlgga's funny, he so annoying that he even bugs bunny
Not even drug money would get you a good honey
Everyone on this forum grilled you like George Foreman
You literally got fvcked by four men
When you battled Alli, TheN, SBU, and me, you couldn't even get your form in
You got double the N's to your career, what a proportion
Your irrelevant in this joint, why do you act like your important?
Your lines are so bad, it's makes you like Billy Bob Thornton
Stop acting like you got more ho ho ho's than Billy Bob Thornton
You ain't got nothing, your eyeball the only thing my girl's crushing
Busting the socket til' the pupil gets puffin'
What's up with you? Oh nothing, 'cause you ain't the king
The only thing your king of is burgers, you can't fvcking sing
You plagiarized literally your whole entire rap, and you claim you the greatest
Devvon Terrell is a good singer, but everything you say isn't blatant
Your gonna claim your a great rapper, yet usually singing?
You're literally a phony, I can hear you ringing
Dakinng got exiled, you can see it in his lines
You can't pick-pocket, so you go to throw up picket signs
And stop acting like your hard, you know it's easy to beat you
All I have to do is be like James Evans, and drown you like seafood
The only reason you claim to be the king is because your mom mistreats you
Say you fvcked my girl, but last night she cheat you
'Cause when you fvcked her, you fvcked a male with in-situ
Hah, you use Safari? Your trying to find a W?
Well W left you, and so did your X
Y do you try so hard? You know Z's your nephew
I suggest you stop being disrespectful
No girl wants a disrespectful, and neglectful dude
The only package you sent was a male prostitute
Rest in peace Eazy-D, too bad I won't be there for your attributes.

man i do rest in peace
but can you really stand the beast in the east?
because i just put you in your casket
SWOOSH! yet another basket
but your gurl
she my last hit
i see you there
call you mr double dip
best be careful not to trip
with the stuff so slick
might catch you when you slip
now dont talk
dont even pip
not worried bout yo lame ***** s**t
but let your gurl know i be over in a lil bit
nothing like hitting her up
she never get enough
i love this trick
cant get enough
no matter how much she ride my d**k
but your lyrics still dont stick
and my flows are ill
sick
maybe its time to chill
let me flip yo bill
but them dollars aint there
cuz B**ch you broke
if you broke its cuz i broke you
if you choke its cuz i choked you
man them fists clenched with rage
but you wont even throw dude
let me hit up my other page
gotta talk to my man
mr sage
hit me up off my break
for my lyrics hit you like a earthquake

you call yourself inbound
but you dont even ball
might as well rebound
because bricks is what ya get thats all
see i dont care what you think
just wanna see fall
and yo gurl knows im down for the cause
im breaking all laws
bout snap them damn jaws
but master p is a murder man
cut you up
thought you was my fan
think you the legend
but you a really a myth
cuz everything you talking bout
cant even do s**t
you are a hit and a miss
hell im backing just look at me swish
you talk a lot of s**t but you still aint this
mani dont even know how you consider yourself a rapper
hell you cant even diss
maybe thats why i just f**ked ya b**ch

Originally Posted by dakinng

you call yourself inbound
but you dont even ball
might as well rebound
because bricks is what ya get thats all
see i dont care what you think
just wanna see fall
and yo gurl knows im down for the cause
im breaking all laws
bout snap them damn jaws
but master p is a murder man
cut you up
thought you was my fan
think you the legend
but you a really a myth
cuz everything you talking bout
cant even do s**t
you are a hit and a miss
hell im backing just look at me swish
you talk a lot of s**t but you still aint this
mani dont even know how you consider yourself a rapper
hell you cant even diss
maybe thats why i just f**ked ya b**ch

What lyrics? You're the least talented one on this thread
N*gga you can't be back if you were never ahead
F*cking imaginary girls, 'cause you can never be wed'
Or rather make other b*tches wet
The only d*ck that you have is in your mouth
You can never be North, you'll always be South
I de-throned the King; checkmate
You copied Venomonology; a weed plate
"but you wont even throw dude", b*tch this ain't football
I got my foot in your balls, now you ready to brawl
Lol, cmon dude! What you waiting fo'
You clenched them fists with rage, but you wont even stand up tall
Are you literally that stupid to copy lyrics from the same exact forum?
This guy claiming he's good is like COD: gaming act for-him
Jerrid, just face it, your more trash than Wiz
To be exact, this fool probably don't even know what a clitoris is
Nobody wants to hear about your love affair with your mother
Why bring that into a rap battle? That proves your trash, no wonder
You probably found these raps isolated in a cesspool
This n*gga Jerrid gets more D's than a grade school
If you love that girl, then why don't you marry her?
Hah, this kid got more scared than a cat with a terrior
Wait he can't marry her, 'cause she's actually intelligent
Stop making up girls that you'll never get
It's evident that this girl is eloquent,
Hello, Quint!
Hell of hint's isn't relevant
in this predicament; that girl is completely celibate
She wouldn't want to date an elephant,
whom every second, speaks out excrement
Every n*gga you battle is a pessimist

..and they're right..

If your flow is ill, then I must be sick
the vomit hit you harder than a brick
and it spills all on you; that's the only green you'll ever get
You're more trash than Soulja Boy thrown in the dumpster
Responded twice, and you still ain't luster
You got nothing fool, your sinkin' in debt
Your the absolute proof of why little kids shouldn't be rappin' on the internet
Jerrid, your trash, just admit that your bad
You don't even belong in a rap battle, your lyrics are worse than a deadbeat dad
I beat you til' your dead, and send you home with a bodybag
The only thing you body is a plastic bag, bltch
Basketball is your hobby? The dribble my balls, child
Stop saying your good, the only thing you good at is copying other people's style
You copied Devvon, Futuristic, Venomonology, and now you're in for a quickill
This bltch keep trying to stay relevant, his lines'r more dead than Ill Will
Dry humping a dog is nothing to brag about
Even fvcking a dog is ridiculous, stop smoking that clout
Your heading the wrong direction, get your GPS on route
You actually winning any rap battle, I have serious doubts
You a "bodybuilder?" Bltch, get to fvcking Bob The Builder
Go give him some of your semen to finish off his pillar
Saying I'm a hit or miss, but the girls you claim you fvcked don't be hittin', they missin'
They run away from you so fast like it's a mission
Hah, why am I making up stories like this kid, the women aren't even real
If they were real, then they wouldn't even have sex appeal
for this guy, if he's as garbage irl as he is on his lines
Why am I wasting my time? This regime's already been declined
By millions of people that don't even know this kid
Why is he acting famous when millions of people don't even know this kid?
I have a lot of questions about this prlck, everything he claims don't make sense
It don't even make cents, hence the fact that his style isn't even close to intense
The only time this bltch beat me, is when I die
Little epileptic kids like King must be high
To think that they're remotely close to being good, hah, bye Felicia
Like Beyonce, I don't got no time for a diva.

Tha hell y'all deleted my post for??? That was all freestyle 1000%... tha fvck I do wrong???

Originally Posted by Inbound

What lyrics? You're the least talented one on this thread
N*gga you can't be back if you were never ahead
F*cking imaginary girls, 'cause you can never be wed'
Or rather make other b*tches wet
The only d*ck that you have is in your mouth
You can never be North, you'll always be South
I de-throned the King; checkmate
You copied Venomonology; a weed plate
"but you wont even throw dude", b*tch this ain't football
I got my foot in your balls, now you ready to brawl
Lol, cmon dude! What you waiting fo'
You clenched them fists with rage, but you wont even stand up tall
Are you literally that stupid to copy lyrics from the same exact forum?
This guy claiming he's good is like COD: gaming act for-him
Jerrid, just face it, your more trash than Wiz
To be exact, this fool probably don't even know what a clitoris is
Nobody wants to hear about your love affair with your mother
Why bring that into a rap battle? That proves your trash, no wonder
You probably found these raps isolated in a cesspool
This n*gga Jerrid gets more D's than a grade school
If you love that girl, then why don't you marry her?
Hah, this kid got more scared than a cat with a terrior
Wait he can't marry her, 'cause she's actually intelligent
Stop making up girls that you'll never get
It's evident that this girl is eloquent,
Hello, Quint!
Hell of hint's isn't relevant
in this predicament; that girl is completely celibate
She wouldn't want to date an elephant,
whom every second, speaks out excrement
Every n*gga you battle is a pessimist

..and they're right..

If your flow is ill, then I must be sick
the vomit hit you harder than a brick
and it spills all on you; that's the only green you'll ever get
You're more trash than Soulja Boy thrown in the dumpster
Responded twice, and you still ain't luster
You got nothing fool, your sinkin' in debt
Your the absolute proof of why little kids shouldn't be rappin' on the internet
Jerrid, your trash, just admit that your bad
You don't even belong in a rap battle, your lyrics are worse than a deadbeat dad
I beat you til' your dead, and send you home with a bodybag
The only thing you body is a plastic bag, bltch
Basketball is your hobby? The dribble my balls, child
Stop saying your good, the only thing you good at is copying other people's style
You copied Devvon, Futuristic, Venomonology, and now you're in for a quickill
This bltch keep trying to stay relevant, his lines'r more dead than Ill Will
Dry humping a dog is nothing to brag about
Even fvcking a dog is ridiculous, stop smoking that clout
Your heading the wrong direction, get your GPS on route
You actually winning any rap battle, I have serious doubts
You a "bodybuilder?" Bltch, get to fvcking Bob The Builder
Go give him some of your semen to finish off his pillar
Saying I'm a hit or miss, but the girls you claim you fvcked don't be hittin', they missin'
They run away from you so fast like it's a mission
Hah, why am I making up stories like this kid, the women aren't even real
If they were real, then they wouldn't even have sex appeal
for this guy, if he's as garbage irl as he is on his lines
Why am I wasting my time? This regime's already been declined
By millions of people that don't even know this kid
Why is he acting famous when millions of people don't even know this kid?
I have a lot of questions about this prlck, everything he claims don't make sense
It don't even make cents, hence the fact that his style isn't even close to intense
The only time this bltch beat me, is when I die
Little epileptic kids like King must be high
To think that they're remotely close to being good, hah, bye Felicia
Like Beyonce, I don't got no time for a diva.

you talk like a something but your lyrics are slower than me on track day
the lines you keep on toutin
best get my pay today
you hatin on me i know it
my weed lit my cup full and im fu**ed up i know it
with you tryin to inbound
all i hear is scream
but you say u down for the team
while playin two damn sides
nikka cant shoot
cuz ill post up and yeah go baseline
i will not bow
for your lyrics are always on speed dial
sayin i cant come back
but its been a while
you try and diss
but whoa
did you just miss
guess that the reason you called inbound
you try to rap
but i still cant hear any sound
you aint down for whatever
hell you aint even better
i demolished alliance, smalldig, and I am the N
because necromancy
does not equal diplomacy
lyrics hit you like an avalanche
but if you need a tree best grab a branch
maybe lights arent a main idea
but i can sure light it up
boy you claimin for them cameras
but they sure as heel aint claimin you
i want to see some action
not some keyboard tappin
your fingers do more tap dancing
than a tap dancer
but youi get impaled
call you a damn mitsubishi
lancer
but you a lil fruity
can i call you prancer
but i mean if you want to bear
the scar i have in store
then keep coming bruh
bet ill leave ya ***** sore

Originally Posted by TEXASMADE

Tha hell y'all deleted my post for??? That was all freestyle 1000%... tha fvck I do wrong???

wonder what ya did wrong, more like wonder where you went wrong
you tryna kill off nig*as but they throw you in a rolling senton
not to mention dakking who gets hurt more then he lets on
thinking you the talented one here, im afraid you guessed wrong
you're dead wrong

I need you guys to know that you don't make sense
If I talk about banging your mums it would be gay sex
That's right *****, yo mamas got a ****
Hell ****in yeah she's ain't a chick
But I could still get head from her for just a tenner
And she would pay a thousand just to get with Caitlyn Jenner
This isn't a play there's no manuscript
I'm not talking about the football when I say that MAn u ****
My dad is Steve jobs I'll get Microsoft to ban you *****
And I'm a level 9000 warlord so I can choose to hack you *****

Originally Posted by GangstaChildolu

I need you guys to know that you don't make sense
If I talk about banging your mums it would be gay sex
That's right *****, yo mamas got a ****
Hell ****in yeah she's ain't a chick
But I could still get head from her for just a tenner
And she would pay a thousand just to get with Caitlyn Jenner
This isn't a play there's no manuscript
I'm not talking about the football when I say that MAn u ****
My dad is Steve jobs I'll get Microsoft to ban you *****
And I'm a level 9000 warlord so I can choose to hack you *****

Dude you tryna put weak words together and build a wall
but thats MR. Trumps job not a job for ya
i cant keep killin you like this; no not at all
but did forget a bridge or did you just fall
but Who includes a tranny in a rap
maybe you tryna find a nikka who will really bust a cap
talking bout no manuscript
must be a mouthful
or am i thinking of a blowjob
either way your raps are doubtful
loogie loogie cough up
if boy mom got a ****
why you do her for a tenner
hell i wont even do her for a menner
i mean im bad with my manner
even ask inbound
but by the time im done nikka
might need to do a ultrasound
because your lame ***** raps ; yeah ive had enough
stuff so lame thought it was a pre-nup
but don't even try to rebound i just steal the ball from ya
cuz even though i rap hard
i ball harder
this is just a weak rap being thrown at ya
but hell its just a starter
but if you lookin to light it up
dakinng is tha marter
take ya to the market
now back yo ***** up and park it
sit down and do a kent jones
be a good lil boy and just go home
no time to hear you drone
but ya the ice cream you think you are just need a cone
but yeah don't bish and moan
for the man in yo @$$ just grunt and groan
im sorry its so cold
but breaking benjamin is what people do
so do as you told
nikka go home
~ Dakinng

Originally Posted by dakinng

you talk like a something but your lyrics are slower than me on track day
the lines you keep on toutin
best get my pay today
you hatin on me i know it
my weed lit my cup full and im fu**ed up i know it
with you tryin to inbound
all i hear is scream
but you say u down for the team
while playin two damn sides
nikka cant shoot
cuz ill post up and yeah go baseline
i will not bow
for your lyrics are always on speed dial
sayin i cant come back
but its been a while
you try and diss
but whoa
did you just miss
guess that the reason you called inbound
you try to rap
but i still cant hear any sound
you aint down for whatever
hell you aint even better
i demolished alliance, smalldig, and I am the N
because necromancy
does not equal diplomacy
lyrics hit you like an avalanche
but if you need a tree best grab a branch
maybe lights arent a main idea
but i can sure light it up
boy you claimin for them cameras
but they sure as heel aint claimin you
i want to see some action
not some keyboard tappin
your fingers do more tap dancing
than a tap dancer
but youi get impaled
call you a damn mitsubishi
lancer
but you a lil fruity
can i call you prancer
but i mean if you want to bear
the scar i have in store
then keep coming bruh
bet ill leave ya ***** sore

Even though your trash, you still choose to diss
Screwing with girls that aren't real meaning you never had a kiss
Your words are worse than the sins that you inherit
Forgot Chris, Everybody Hates Jerrid
I don't even know why I still respond to this kid
He's so trash that I want him to see for himself the garbage he did
Dude, stop lying, Alliance murdered you
Smalldig exhumed you, and so did SBU
IAmThe ended you, and you didn't even have a clue
I killed you a long time ago, and you still act like you blew
You and your whole "crew" can suck my balls til' it's black & blue
I've seen all the torment that you've been through
Everybody on here shrunk your credibility like Pluto
You still acting like your relevant, you tryna' be like Naruto?
Its sad you waste your time on dissing even though you've been destroyed
Stop claiming your a "bodybuilder", everybody knows you've been taking steroids
You've got eaten, chewed, and spit out like fried Tofu
You're dissing Childolu cause he's more gangster than you
"Dakinng" got "Da-throned", and he's still acting like this is a game
He shoots more frames than the girls he claim
Inbound came, saw, and conquered Dakinng, call that Venni Vetti Vecci
Jerrid's so dumb, he probably believes in evolution; the Mitsubishi
I already have a scar on my head, but not from him
If this guy says he's hot, then throw shade on him; Slim
You're losing every battle like your losing connection
I'm not a psychopath, but I can tell you the directions
You say your better than me, but your lines are adolescent
My lyrics are engraved in your heart; forever essence
You have more ego than a child that is effervescent
Still trying to step to me, even though your disses are elementary
Ain't you still doing an assignment for immunohistochemistry?
Go back to school instead of wishing to be in a penitentiary
Pinned this century as being full of fools that'll soon be history
Misery corrupts selfish Kings, that's why their bodies end up being mysteries
Next time you type, make sure its something important
Because so far, your lame disses have been boring
You're complete trash, no wonder you got disposed
and exposed by everybody on this thread
Don't pick out competitors randomly, cause they can easily defeat you
You only tried to battle me out of no where cause you was bored
Probably regret it now because I already beat you
Your probaby gonna end up on a billboard
In one of those advertisements of crack addiction, like your parents
Before you dissed the whole forum, the admins should of gave you bare hints
My lines are so "sick", they get you nauseous
I already defeated you, and I barely even started
To think you would win against anybody, you must be mentally retarded
The only thing you "spittin" that's actually offensive is excrement
They should deport you out this forum like a Mexican
Next, I can pack you up and send you to Lexington
The state of white people, where you belong
Matter a fact, dlck so short, I should send you to Hong Kong
Nah, I would keep you in Kentucky so you can play with your barbies
So that you can stay out of derogatory beefs like Arby's
Like magicians, I play tricks with eight tricks at great risks
My flow is cryptic, artistry like clay bricks of ancient Mosaics.
I make chicks display tricks like The Matrix
It makes sense that you don't make cents cause you don't have the patience
to pay cents, so you wont pay attention
My lyrics are in a whole 'nother dimension
Should I mention that every time you look on here, you have hypertension
Because you're afraid to look at how severely people dissed you
And no ones there to assist you, not even a tissue
Me, Alliance, Smalldig, TheN, and SBU destroyed Dakinng
And that's how Lion King became an actual thing.

They banned me for insulting member of moderating team... I thought it was a battle rap
Bannin me just made me more of a mu f***** fool
IamThaN guess you wrong... dead wrong
Beat you so bad they thought you were tha ball in ping pong
Go to your mom's house and give her some real ding dong
Sayin I went wrong... You betta roll a betta spilff
Or put it in a bong and take a bigga rip
Put this cold blue steel to your lips and let it rip
So many red dots on you that you thought you were in a game of battleship
You tryin to dis me betta shut your d***suckin lips
Rounds open you up like you were a bag of potato chips
Drum so big I don't need extra clips
Gun so big it'll make a lunar eclipse
You thought I was walkin with tha Titanic one shot with this will sink your ship
**** tha hammer back let it go and make tha universe flip
Yeah tha gun I pack is one big son of a b****
Hit harda than a ton of bricks
Kick so hard it's like tryin to stop a mule kick
They ask what happened to IamThaN man I plead tha 5th

Oh yeah back to who I was really dissin before I was banned
Inbound... Inbound... Inbound... You ready???
You really took tha time to write that weak s***
F***** 2nd grade remedial azz s*** b**** you need to quit
N***@ so fat you lift up your stomach and still can't find your d***
Tell your b**** to holla at me when she wants some real d***
254-421-3244 she can call day or night s*** I might hit her up tonight
Tap that azz and leave tha same night
Walk out tha room and you try to give me a high 5 sayin man you hit that right
You got damn right I'm givin b****** tha d*** for tha rest of my life
Sayin I'm an azzhole you got damn right I'm not tryin to be nice or polite
Azzhole By Nature for tha rest of my life
Betta come correct cuz tha first sign of disrespect I'll end your life
Peel your cap off like I was twistin tha cap off my sprite
New slogan betta obey my verse
Or end up stretched out in tha back of a hearse
I'm laid back chillin sippin and smokin my purp
And I'll have my goons put in work all I gotta do is say tha word
Have you like tha Mayans wiped off tha earth
Not a gun used in this verse... b**** gun so big it'll make tha sun burst
So many rounds hit you like that b**** makin you twerk
Turn your blue shirt to a dark purp
So many loc's with me you thought I was ridin with tha Smurfs
I'll have Dakinng show you what your life is really worth
Bring my goons to your hood and your whole crew get murked
Have your b**** passed around like we smokin purp
Inbound and IamThaN swappin bras and skirts
Face timin each other sayin watch me twerk
And where y'all goin to meet when y'all get off work
Even Bruce Jenner said that's absurd
Y'all gay mofos really get on my nerves

Wow im so tired from all this typing cant even rap back
wow you Schmurdered dakinng; ahhh heartattack
i can choose to diss
cuz i am a true member of this
junior member think he good
ha even mike wanna kiss
you arent diss and you int dat
hell ive been laughing so long
you must be a comedian cuz you cant rap

Originally Posted by Inbound

Everytime I respond, I murder you like it's a tradition
Laying on a stretcher with a knife wound in critical condition
Rushed to the hospital with eternal bleeding, and there seems to be no suspicion
to whomever put you in this tragic position
Knife gets deeper in the wound like a key in a ignition
Your parents wishing that there would be a magician
To make this situation disappear, and hopes to be better
In the bright side of the hemisphere, but then they receive this letter
That their child has died, they didn't want to tell them face-to-face
'cause they were too afraid that they would look at them with a straight face
But instead they paced & paced and cried left & right
The sun always shines, but not enough for this contrite
situation that they are facing
Now they looking for the suspect, and then they go racing
To see someone's tracings, and now they go chasing
The person who was chafing, and then go praising
the lord, to bless their son in a lovely place and
hoping that he don't get sent to the place more burnt than a basement
You got no money in your boat, nlgga stop with that shlt
You probably can't even afford sour cream & union chips
You hypocrite, all your lines are just basic counterfeits
You still throw fits, over something simple as grits
Break into pieces & bits, of all the hip-hop hits
And make hip-hop hit ya, with all that bullshlt ya spit
and all the lyrical lies that you type
Everyone reject your deposit, don't even try to swipe
All that shlt you talk out your mouth, you need to wipe
That explains why you stink, 'cause of the 75% feces you drink
And the 25% of dead bacteria, your basically as good as dead
Not even on welfare, would you get fed
Most things you lie about is causing bloodshed
And getting money, ever heard "more money, more problems?"
Your gang affiliated, yet you can't even face Goblin
Your pillow talking stuff, meaning your soft as crap
You're not tough enough to survive in a scrap
If you say you're better than me, then how'd you get in my trap?
I got you on my azz, now you can't even rap
You don't even carry around a strap, why you looking for mishap
You still sit on your parent's lap, your more garbage than trap
music, and I got you more crossed than a skullcap
Admit it, you got more paralyzed than a handicap
Now hand me gat, and I man this rat
with a tan to fap, and his clan collapse
with substantial gaps, from tank attacks
and than perhaps, melt him like candle wax
and run him over with Cadillacs, but he withstand attacks
So then I finally make this regime collapse with a handled axe. (Ugh)
You proving to hang with dopes
But the only thing you hang with is ropes
and get your neck cut open like cantaloupes.
I got three little piggy's tryna' mess with me
But them actually trying to make me fear them impresses me
'Cause they claimed that they molested me
with "lyrical assault", yet them pvssies need to get a hysterectomy
They erected me, with their bltch azz caressing me
Then Dakinng's gonna be requesting me,
to join with the "RealOnes" fake azz
who is too afraid to face me, which is why he has a face mask
And Alliance may pay my tax, and continue to try and diss me with rage attacks
Just know your hypocritical acts won't affect me or anyone, and that is a true fact.

ill pull a nine inch with the heater
because bruh talk a lot of sh*t
but ya still dont know how to treat her
let me get you a letter
i mean do you prefer hoodie or a sweater
im dakinng aint none better
because they make wanna kill
how to get away with murder
ill start with you
but hell even your lyrics aint true
saying i gotta be respectful
why dont you get a mouthful
\oh wait maybe thats a blowjob
oh no dont blow up
wait you cant blow up cuz you cant show up
ive had enough
gonna po up
true nough
aint even tough
damn rapping on you i thought it was sposed to be rough

Originally Posted by Inbound

What lyrics? You're the least talented one on this thread
N*gga you can't be back if you were never ahead
F*cking imaginary girls, 'cause you can never be wed'
Or rather make other b*tches wet
The only d*ck that you have is in your mouth
You can never be North, you'll always be South
I de-throned the King; checkmate
You copied Venomonology; a weed plate
"but you wont even throw dude", b*tch this ain't football
I got my foot in your balls, now you ready to brawl
Lol, cmon dude! What you waiting fo'
You clenched them fists with rage, but you wont even stand up tall
Are you literally that stupid to copy lyrics from the same exact forum?
This guy claiming he's good is like COD: gaming act for-him
Jerrid, just face it, your more trash than Wiz
To be exact, this fool probably don't even know what a clitoris is
Nobody wants to hear about your love affair with your mother
Why bring that into a rap battle? That proves your trash, no wonder
You probably found these raps isolated in a cesspool
This n*gga Jerrid gets more D's than a grade school
If you love that girl, then why don't you marry her?
Hah, this kid got more scared than a cat with a terrior
Wait he can't marry her, 'cause she's actually intelligent
Stop making up girls that you'll never get
It's evident that this girl is eloquent,
Hello, Quint!
Hell of hint's isn't relevant
in this predicament; that girl is completely celibate
She wouldn't want to date an elephant,
whom every second, speaks out excrement
Every n*gga you battle is a pessimist

..and they're right..

If your flow is ill, then I must be sick
the vomit hit you harder than a brick
and it spills all on you; that's the only green you'll ever get
You're more trash than Soulja Boy thrown in the dumpster
Responded twice, and you still ain't luster
You got nothing fool, your sinkin' in debt
Your the absolute proof of why little kids shouldn't be rappin' on the internet
Jerrid, your trash, just admit that your bad
You don't even belong in a rap battle, your lyrics are worse than a deadbeat dad
I beat you til' your dead, and send you home with a bodybag
The only thing you body is a plastic bag, bltch
Basketball is your hobby? The dribble my balls, child
Stop saying your good, the only thing you good at is copying other people's style
You copied Devvon, Futuristic, Venomonology, and now you're in for a quickill
This bltch keep trying to stay relevant, his lines'r more dead than Ill Will
Dry humping a dog is nothing to brag about
Even fvcking a dog is ridiculous, stop smoking that clout
Your heading the wrong direction, get your GPS on route
You actually winning any rap battle, I have serious doubts
You a "bodybuilder?" Bltch, get to fvcking Bob The Builder
Go give him some of your semen to finish off his pillar
Saying I'm a hit or miss, but the girls you claim you fvcked don't be hittin', they missin'
They run away from you so fast like it's a mission
Hah, why am I making up stories like this kid, the women aren't even real
If they were real, then they wouldn't even have sex appeal
for this guy, if he's as garbage irl as he is on his lines
Why am I wasting my time? This regime's already been declined
By millions of people that don't even know this kid
Why is he acting famous when millions of people don't even know this kid?
I have a lot of questions about this prlck, everything he claims don't make sense
It don't even make cents, hence the fact that his style isn't even close to intense
The only time this bltch beat me, is when I die
Little epileptic kids like King must be high
To think that they're remotely close to being good, hah, bye Felicia
Like Beyonce, I don't got no time for a diva.

That's not a long impressive script,
It's just a lot of text to skip,
I mean, I stopped to check a bit,
But then I got depressed and quit.

Even my doctor said you're s***.

(and she's usually fairly generous in her critique of low quality, overly lengthy and derivative battle rap verses. go figure).

'Inbound' picked his title..
Is he thinking he's a-rival?
Huh?

Inbound: honour rivals on arrival;
Try not acting homicidal..

Inbound..
Finished killing Dakinng now?
..big wow.
Holding a severed head with a tin crown;
Kid, quit waving that thing round and sit down.

Please.. if Kinng copied.. Venomonology..
Wouldn't his verse would be, uh.. better in quality?
With, like, eloquent comedy? and less of a novelty?
I think those were all his own efforts, honestly.

Hey you say he copied Venomonology..?
I got it on lock like a keter anomaly.

You say he copied Devon. like Cornwall?
Copying Future. like temporal portals?
He copied all those guys? how resourceful.
Notice nobody's copying you coz you're awful.

Arya Stark before she sleeps if I start listing names.
Slitting veins.. spilling brains..
To give Da Kinng justice this ain't my biggest claim..
But I battled "Ill Will" and I left Ill-in Payne.

We can reference favourite shows..
See, I'm speaking Game of Thrones.
"Bob the Builder"..? way to go!

Inbound.. Inbound?
Your verses are bin bound.

Inbound? Inbound?
Don't even bother.. skip town.

He don't know if he's coming or going, but he'll get it soon;
Finally I'mma leave Inbound with an exit wound.

Originally Posted by _SBU

That's not a long impressive script,
It's just a lot of text to skip,
I mean, I stopped to check a bit,
But then I got depressed and quit.

Even my doctor said you're s***.

(and she's usually fairly generous in her critique of low quality, overly lengthy and derivative battle rap verses. go figure).

'Inbound' picked his title..
Is he thinking he's a-rival?
Huh?

Inbound: honour rivals on arrival;
Try not acting homicidal..

Inbound..
Finished killing Dakinng now?
..big wow.
Holding a severed head with a tin crown;
Kid, quit waving that thing round and sit down.

Please.. if Kinng copied.. Venomonology..
Wouldn't his verse would be, uh.. better in quality?
With, like, eloquent comedy? and less of a novelty?
I think those were all his own efforts, honestly.

Hey you say he copied Venomonology..?
I got it on lock like a keter anomaly.

You say he copied Devon. like Cornwall?
Copying Future. like temporal portals?
He copied all those guys? how resourceful.
Notice nobody's copying you coz you're awful.

Arya Stark before she sleeps if I start listing names.
Slitting veins.. spilling brains..
To give Da Kinng justice this ain't my biggest claim..
But I battled "Ill Will" and I left Ill-in Payne.

We can reference favourite shows..
See, I'm speaking Game of Thrones.
"Bob the Builder"..? way to go!

Inbound.. Inbound?
Your verses are bin bound.

Inbound? Inbound?
Don't even bother.. skip town.

He don't know if he's coming or going, but he'll get it soon;
Finally I'mma leave Inbound with an exit wound.

just damn SBU with a big one

Ill bars running out of time
make a lot of money
still looking at inbound; no reply
why why why
did SBU send his @$$ home
is that nikka just a lil #bishbye
got my rolex on
hell im just wasting time
all this talk about slaying dakinng
hell im still here
aint too slayede am i
but maybe they all just want a piece of the pie
hell cake it all up
better nuf
s**t back up
tear ya neck up
gone fed up
just rest up
if ya know better
keeps you warm
thick sweater
you mad or nah
look i bough ya girl a gift
did not return it
cuz i will never get back with her
until she come back and suck up on my d**k like dracula
until den bish bye
getting this money it better be the fast route
and if the girl aint f**kin
she better get her @$$ out
dakinng is here
so who the hell you been talkin bout
i aint dead yet son
yall new i cant die
hell im perched at the top
yeah number one
not number two
cuz hell i aint you
boo hoo
whine and cry
like you the only nikka who still true
keep coming at me
i rap you up till nikka becomes black and blue
so whpo the hell are you

Originally Posted by Jigraw

If u lap dance Luigi, then I'll give u the kiss of death like Jada
Try to contest, and u'll get deserted like the island of Grenada
I don't wear no hats, 'cause I got enough haters
By the end of this, u'll get served like a waiter
I put raw in my name, cause thats my rap style
I got more flow than the river of Nile
Like your life u'll get lost like a kid in an isle
Thinking your the king but u'll get put in exile
I got more fire than Eminems verse on Best Friend
You got no best friend b'cuz im your worst end
U got ghost writers, stop trying to pretend
Like Common, I can see the bizzch in you throughout the end
Ima melt you like an ice cube so u wont even begin
to say dumb shht like you already are
before you get drunk off my rhymes, go learn about a bar (CHILD!!!)

Sorry I took so long, you just weren't worth my time
You could have a gang of 5 dawgs with 10 9's and still you won't hurt my rhymes
I'm waiting for the course, let's hope the hearse on time
Only way you'll serve me is with a verse of mine
Inbound tore you up, I guess this is the double tap
Lookin' like a couple *****es with troubled pasts
Maybe that's why your rap had fumbled bad
Here's my throw aways, with them, your career will stumble fast
By about this point you should get to fainting
Then I'll roll up with a board and 12 gauge and take your head then get to painting
It sucks when you gotta take a ***** a get to shaming
Guess that's part of battle rap, you smash a wack that tries to get to flaming

Fam, looks like a twister in your panties
It's peak for you because you're the son of a couple of trannies
Your mum has a penis that she puts in your dads fanny
And you followed in his footsteps now you call your girlfriend daddy
I'm a pacifist
But it don't mean I won't pass a fist
Up a couple phat asses
When you sit down you need some *** assist
Cus your *** is still sore from when your girlfriend started bashing it
You know it's kinda embarassing that on a date
You have to file the complaint for rape
She didn't even drug you you're as weak as your bars
And she's as long as your bars when she ain't even hard