Official Battle Thread.

Sit back and relax, watch me turn up the violence
all i hear is silence, what u think? it aint rocket science
leavin' bodies wrapped like cocoons n buried in a tomb
this paths full of doom, and everyones feelin it soon


i dont show any mercy, so hurry please curse me
call me whatevers your hearts desire...im no liar
With a furnace for a mouth, i spit straight fire
f ck it... I'll make your whole situation dire

im just tired, all you sound the same
so stay slain, i dont want to bring more pain
So much blood i clogged my drains
used the plunger, floating up was pieces of brain

told ya'll you dont want the whole 16
i wreck the scene..after every line it gets more mean
i mean.. im just free'in, so whys everyone bleedin
screamin'...wake da f ck up you all still dreamin'

Huh ? Wait, violence is my defiance, where is the reliance ?
This is straight noncompliance of our alliance
One appliance, just a mic and a pen to write and I'm aayt
Accept my guidance, I rhyme like I'm Nine, tho' I'm white

If you're a furnace, you should purchase some firmness
Are you wordless or worthless ? Anyway, U at my service
Don't get nervous, a chick versus a dxck, so come on, u should win
I'm in your dermis, I'm in your skin, now how long has it been

That you had some guts ? Try and find your nuts but if u can't than shut up
I'm delicious like cold cuts, so tell me whut's up ?
I'm the one that spits fire, so admire my desire to reach higher
I conspire with my mind, check the bright side, I'm a fighter

I don't care about your sixteen, U didn't even kick me
Name u MC pretty dickey, see your shxt is really tricky,
I can't figure if you're tryna act bigger than you are
Or if u just a scarred prick, tryna act too hard

I'm a ticking time bomb, count down to explosion.
My flows a raging river and this track is my corrosion.
These lyrics are my paddle and the hook is my motion.
The street teams the boat and this beat is the ocean

Teeth grinding bones crushin going to the limit
Here we go lyrics flowing my idea bulb is now lit
Like a rookie with the ball you just keep fumblin
Take the beating watch the fall quit your damn mumblin

Leaving a path of destruction my jet rules the clouds
Beat is crazy fast and highlu acidic cover up in shrouds
Keep playin quidditch in peace I perform mind re-construction
Like a vacuum you can't spit rhymes out only good at suction

Lyrics and flow are perfect one gorgeous junction
Your rap is way too slow you can barely even function
Flying around buzzin in my ear more annoying than a locust
While reading and thinking you got spanked try to stay focused

@ Molotova
Ima man with not much to say, but may i say
when it comes to you Molotova I'd love to play
with a lean back style but then i start to sway
what if i start to morph and mold like clay?
so now ask yourself.. is this beef or sufle?

any way regardless, im heartless and yours its toy'd
not even you girl could filled this void
clingy girls like you i avoid, so ruthless
a heart crusher, sing em a tune they think im Usher

so i let it burn, then youll learn.. im the one you should concern
cmon now girl you can tell my style..im sure reading this meanwhile
your mouth may have tendencies to crack a smile
yeh girl grab the dial... you must be senile and in denial
only time we'd walk wit a carriage is a supermarket aisle

i love food but i spit up anythin that turns prude
maybe im so rude but this is a matter i cant alude
i like your clothes but you'd look betta nude
these words will stick to your mind...shes crazy glued
~Sketch~

All of you guys come in here with your little boner
You internet geeks get a real girl are you that biga loner
Freak out start getting wet when you see *****
Too bad you don't have a chance she isn't a hussy

She rhymes like a boss and flows like hot lava
You wont ever get any go back to your baba
You sink too low attacking her indecently for gender
You would ***** out if you ever got the chance don't lie to her

Rap about her lips while thinking about her hips
Wishing you could touch her or just look at the tits
She will reject you so go start your spastic fits
Wishin you were cool when truly your sweet as ****

Like a tsunami headin towards you little lonely shore house
Get back- step down- get back in your ****in hole mouse
Stare at the screen getting off to your tiny night elf
Wishin someone would love you other than yourself..

Oh my, Ty, You're so gentle but don't get too sentimental
My rhymes are elemental and my authority's parental
It's like you said, I'm a boss bxtch so I can kick it on my own
I'm ill in the head, yes I toss shxt so bring it on, I'mma bone

All of y'all with my notional penis, what I really mean is,
I'm a lyrical genius, what I write is fiendish and u can see it
So why should I listen to some dxck spittin' about my lips ?
Now I ain't kissin' shxt, betta get it down befo' I get to trip

If u'd like to see me nude, okay dude, it's gonna be in your sleep
You get screwed when awake, sweet dreams, but don't sleep too deep
'Cuz at night I like to creep up from behind, comin' back for what's mine
I delete your last lines, it ain't your time to shine, I attack your rhyme

While readin' about your style, you're right, I had to crack a smile
I mean, are you still in denial ? Let's fight this in a battle, grab a mic
Tho' it ain't beef, it's souffle all the way, I just love wordplay
Ya see, today is not the day but I bet ya we'll be cookin' anyway

@Tyler
You see Tyler, im so flyer...girls dont talk to a look alike Mike Myers
if you can pick up the rubbers girl my size is tire...im no liar
flow and style so hot, boil and bubble I'll turn Molo... geyser (haha)
Im Sire, your majesty.. main man with a point of authority

So bad, I get girls easy like Beta Aplha Delta.. take the whole sorority
the difference between me and you... is and what i want
Shes orders luxury, i live comfortably eatin 5 star restaurant
I keep my head high, psh even my clothes flaunt,
but that aint it right now shes just lovin my font

you got some nerve, i spit words at all them curves
give her what she dam well deserves, my perks.. more deserts?
girl if it works, i flirt till it hurts.. a chocolate toppin im so smooth
if she's your dairy queen thats check mate, the best chess move

in the street we call that the robbery, like the lottery
it dont bother me, i love chances but you still on the potty
yeh shes a boss but im still John Gotti, so sorry
this is a man thats in control, Molotova get da butta cuz im on a roll

At Tyler, and yet I still feel addressed ...

Let's try a new style, I'll be your appetizer and not ur geyser
I rewind ur mind like I'm your amplifier 'cuz I'm the one that's flyer
Im the kaiser, yes I'm your empress, and I'm blessed
'Cuz when I'm not dressed, well it's then I'm at my best
dressed to impress,

You say ur size is tire, fix me a meet and greet with your meat
Queensize is on fire, trick you & let u eat my sweets, bon appetit
I order luxury indeed, plus I'm buttery enough to beat these streets
Yet I'm trustworthy, I wouldn't get all blustery just 'cuz of your cheese

Gimme mo' deserts 'cuz I'm worth it, in fact I'm an expert
When I flirt I make it hurt, I got some dirt, whatever you blurt
It works somehow, yet I wouldn't bow down for Colosso
So try 'nd feed me now, you know I'm a virtuoso

And I also flow like my words are porno, bongiorno,
Don't wanna sound corn-o but you look horn-o
Although I'm not sleezy, this bxtch ain't easy
Me equals beastly so stop tryna kick it like u're Weezy

haha i dont ever want to be compared to weezy ever!
this is all for fun tho no offense intented
i added alot of wordplay n metaphors more than i should of lol

It's all good baby, don't sweat it, just get back at me

iight iight i was trying to figure out the profile pics but i dont think my work comp allows me to do it

OK a new day, a new flow and you should know
that your boy stays pro, its the usual
leave this forum, thats where losers go
uno by uno, i knock em out the ring like sumo

Even though i have small body fat, figure that
Molo's probably thinkin hows he so phat?
cuz im black and i keep the ladies stacked
in the sack tied together wit a fanny pack

uh, son i dont need to shine, so prime
Optimus is outta line, wit a nine combined
i resemble a firing squad line, all carbines
natural instincts of canine, so you know

all my time i spent chasin felines
if you need a rhyme, this is he
and i be with the winners see
you aint fast,i had to slow for ya

wit more hennessy, i drank it with a funnel
my words pumble, make ya crumble
okay, now tell me if you ready to rumble....

Oh honey, I ain't scared of black men
Matter of fact, they're my very best friends
So I'mma pretend u didn't offend me like I'm a pxssy
Recommended for my content, don't be tryna push me

I sling major ***** for a white chick, got quick tricks
I'm the greatest bxtch that you'll ever kick it with
We both know I got game like I'm James LeBron
Spell my name, can you say B-E-L-gian ?

Over here it's legal to get that Hennessy at sixteen
Plus we be smokin' the meanest green you ever seen
Put mayonnaise on my fries 'cuz I don't like 'em dry
Alwayz staying sober and high at the same time, don't ax why

I'm just too fly for this fxcking forum, I own it
Rhyme like I'm awesome, and so now I'm gon' get
Some welldeserved rest, ayo u almost got me stressed
Just put me to the test and u best leave me impressed

Hi everyone..I'm back....


Now don’t get in a tizzy…You look dizzy
I’ve just been busy
Do’in my thing from coast to coast
Now I’m back and not to boast
But d*mn …girl…looks like you’ve just seen a ghost
I know its haunting quite daunting
For a rival to come back and start the taunting…but
You’ll be ok, don’t have a cow
Here!…here’s a towel
For you to wipe all that sweat from you’re brow

I’m actually a little shocked
I thought since I’ve been gone you’d have this sh*t locked
But it seems you just got c*ck blocked
Or your world just got rocked
Like your sh*t is on hold or your vocab got docked
Like when kids use to mimic and your raps got mocked

So take heed, for these words that you read
May cause your mind to seize up and start to bleed
Under the false believe that you have what it takes to succeed
While you talk sh*t and say you got mad weed
When you don’t know the difference between a bud and a seed
And the care that they need
To produce that nitro... flow of... hydro
Transforming me into a Mystro
You smoke that green that looks yellow? F*ck green
Have you ever seen
That purple haze
Makes you f*ckin high for days
As your eyes glaze….Like glazed donuts
My mind so clear….still out rappin opponents
Who think they own it

Like a sycosis
Over the next few moments you’ll be under my hypnosis
That’s a mighty fine trick
A chick slingin d*ck…thinking she’s slick
Til’ she runs into the number one pick
With rhymes so sick
Confusing minds quick
And f*ckin up your game like a jedi mind trick
See….I smoke that cronic
Sippin gin and tonic
It’s ironic
Like déjà vu……..AHHH yeah like hooked on phonics

Your best tree can’t touch me… or my hash
Give you whiplash
As I rap so fast and bust your ***
Like the fat lady who sat down to fast
I am that presents from your past
Like a rapping prophet speaking prophecies of outkast
Foreshadowing my wrath spitting lines to everlast
You hear those steps…the pitter the patter
What’s the matter?
Like the whole forum is about to shatter
Like you got mind f*cked by the mad hatter
I clean up like brooms and mops
I’ll give you props…then it stops
With your rhymes like Mother-goose
As you hang there by a dead mans noose
The last you see is me steppin throwin up Deuce

ya'll spit lyrical dysentery
my vocabulary got ya stay'n Stationary
you think your gonna win its all imaginary
im burst'n ya capillarys tear'n shreads out ya dignity

stunned bout to have a seizure with the words i spit
looking like a bulldog chewing on a wasp your a *****
ill leave you reminiscing puff'n and weez,n
time for the noob to school you fools on these beets im leave'n

my words are like weaponry handing out hysterectomys
your going down in flames like the red barron... see?
no time for you to make and create plan b
ill send you back to your mommas with the cracks of your *** all shitty

chitty chitty banditti we're in to the nitty gritty your out of luck
coz i aint feel no pity what this the washed up rapper committee
you motherfu*#ers deserve the loser grammy your hands get'n clammy
so ill leave you with the vision of me dangling my pork sord over your mammy...
peace...

thats all i got let me know what you think and fire back if you want...

Molotova, colosso, snacks and guns
Read raps, feedback, then they're back with puns
When it comes to me, I don't rap for fun
I'm just up for a challenge, and I don't slack or run
So I show you up in this rap battle
I can do anything because nothings too hard to tackle
My flows like a river, you better grab a paddle
Horses match my horses, but I don't need a saddle
Don't know what your saying, so you better grab your dictionary
My words are like art, they'll paint a picture like pictionary
I have this dream that was given me, call me a visionary
Feel like I'm on a mission, but I'm not a missionary
Yeah, I know you probably like my lyrics
Read it on your screen, I just wish that you could hear it
Sick with this disease, I just wish that I could cure it
But for now I'm gone pass it over to the next one, your it

Now prince, your sh*t makes no sense
You be fallin back on a pretense
Like a bad remix
I still see dookie up in your teeth…you need to pre-rinse
And d*mn the boy should’a brought his heat with’em
Cause I’m gonna fall back and pop off and let my evil get’em
See he brought his whole vocab with’em
But I’ll catch him slippin in the desert…spread wings and let my eagle hit’em

See he left me no choice…in a disposition
But to leave him standing here in a Jesus position
Cause really I don’t give a f*ck about his so called mission
Cause I’ve been crucified died buried and then I rise
Resurrected reelected and survived

Yes my name is Guns…I need no puns
I rhyme many words under many suns
You think your rap is good but I have better ones
So its time that you pack your suitcase and lace up your shoe lace
Before I introduce you to my little friend like scareface
And there’s an international scandal a.k.a. murder case
And if heaven is hot then hell’s got the cold gate like toothpaste

Cause, see… this wannabe… would never… beat me
There’s no way I can lose to him
I’m a f*ckin hooligan…
He needs to listen
Cause if the world was a f*ckin big screen you’d witness his murder in high definition


Yo, dawg your pretty tight you're spit sounds good man keep it up and we will get better.

You sure got a lot of multi's & tight rhymes which I like
Yet ur rap doesn't insult me, my lines are like VanDike (should be y instead of i, the painter Vand-yke)
I bring art to life when I write, that's right, I indite
I'm the Einstein of rhyme, yes sir I'm quite bright

In fact when it comes to rap, I'm hard to tackle
Yet I don't attack, I'm avant-garde but tactful
Show y'all what terror is, drop lyrical bombs and so on
The rythmical terrorist, waleikum salaam

My flow's like the Red Sea so u better get ready
Veni vidi vici, MC whoever's tryna get me
Even on paper, I hit it hard, my flow is major
It's in my nature, I spit it sharp like a razor

Yes, I get it on, my mind is like a lexicon
Wider than the empire of Genghis Khan
You better think again before you call out my name
'Cuz in the end, skills are what I'm all 'bout, got game ?

I tear your rhyme apart like moses with the sea
I'm on top of the gradient but your too far down to step up to me
When I say my rhymes I spit my bars sickly
I'm in and out with my lyrical murder quickly

My flow is like the clouds it goes around you strictly
Beat is like gravity crushing weight breaking sound way too clearly
Throw my verse out like I projectile vomit
Blow up on impact like a giant gruel comet

You dropping bombs is nothing but a dreamt up fable
I calculate the position of my bombs better than Abel
I eat wanna be rappers for breakfast with a bowl and ladle
The boss is what I am so go to bed and crawl back in your cradle

If you want I won't bark but you can back out and call it quits
When you try to keep up with me you'll run into a ton of bricks
Or you can keeping going and I'll end your rap-ish fever fits
Listen closely because this is one hell of a bomb I'm about to spit


I'm here to slay you swiftly and end this game
I'm an assassin in and out quickly I have no name
Im ample with my verses and sick with my drop
Rip out your breath without any air in your lung
going eighty in a tank can't stop me im at the top
I'm like a lion that was sleeping teeth bared I have sprung
On top of you now with my weapons on your neck
Bloody wreck Im the king of the land like an aztec
I'm slashin rappers like their nothing just killin em
Dropping dead in the spot your blood couldn't handle my venom.

Hahaha, just going to point out irony. Your atheist, but your going to tear him up like Moses did to the red sea, which is from the bible, which you believed never happened, so to you, tearing him up like moses did the sea, is saying Tearing him up never happened.