Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

How is everyone so ****ing average on this site now? You guys just rhyme random **** together......

Originally Posted by Tyler6270

How is everyone so ****ing average on this site now? You guys just rhyme random **** together......

Then post a diss to me. I'll square up fam. Then we'll see who's average

no new rap update/now u all eat chicken n chips in a glass plate/spit good lyric skinny jean u masterbate/popple nw top d rate/am great/

Originally Posted by Emily

Hey guys. Just so you know, I'm a girl.����

I looked at your rapping. Man I think my eyes are broken./
But won't matter cause when You Hear me, you'll start choking./
Yea, you boys will see me kill rappers and think I have a hit list./
And when you see me kill them, you'll be my next witness./
When I start rapping, you will see the crowd start jumping. They rose./
Your raps are full of lies. If you were Pinocchio, you'd have a 10 mile nose./
Boy your about to get beat by a girl. Gonna loose you manhood./
How bout you do all of a favor. Stop rapping forever. I know you would./
You ain't no ****ing MC rapper. Your a fraud./
Your not only that, but your also what they call a female dog./
I'm done with this battle. Little boy here is too soft./
I'll let your horrible rapper no just finish you off./

Boy, you got beat by a girl.����

You say "they rose"? no they've never risen..
Only Emily rose, so the flow's an exorcism.
They don't rise when you rap they just get high.
This is Skyfall in rhymeform and guess why: Em dies.

Checkmate.. Em? Wait;
You said "ten mile" but meant eight..?
Great.. let's chat about "manhood"..
Whilst I'm beating your *ss like your dad should..
Check it..

"Stop rapping forever" kid if only time can heal your wounds.
Speaking of "Pinocchio", it's like you wanna be a real boy too:

Kiss the sceptre. Kid remember..
If being "beat by a girl" is a diss then you diss the gender.

You pretend you got a "hit list" when you're grocery shopping..
Bruise an apple like 'I totally got him' and crack an egg's head on the floor when nobody's watching.
Badass.

Emily.. Emily.. ain't sayin she's an enemy;
Stinks like fish so I guess I meant anemone.

She ain't got the skills for rap.. forget about the flips and crap..
Em couldn't even get the W in a mirror match.

I ball so hard, you don't even know it, I rap so hard, they call me a poet. You can't rap, you got no spit. You're attempt was so crap I couldn't even clap. So call the cops, I'm about to light up like a forest fire in the treetops. My best IG pic I had to crop because it was me and you're girl, I gave it a whirl and she gave me a twirl, but I'm not gonna lie, she looks like a ****ing squirrel. I don't know if you're into that bushy tail or nah, but she scratches like she got cat paws, wanna see my scar? OK, I'm gonna lay down the laws and expose you're flaws. My raps are gifts to mortals ears, I'm like Santa Clause. I'm the god, spell that backwards, that's what you are because you are because you can't create a rhyme like mine and the last time you got laid was when you ****ed the exhaust pipe of your mom's car. I bring the heat, like 2013 LeBron, last year you got caught bathing my my back lawn and no one know's what you were doing with that black swan. I'll clash you like a gong and then beat you in some ping-pong! You rap as slow as a Tortoise, you're stepping into my fortress, you work at Wendy's dayshift, you look like you got a face lift. This is just a small test, you can't even call it a contest, so hit me with your ****ing best!

I'm not here to mimic Dre, don't care what cynics say, aint no limits laid
And I might just despense a verse that'll quench ya thirst like Minute Maid
Or Gatorade, coz I don't care what haters say, they'll all eventually fade away
And hey, I got it made today, and I aint afraid, so I'll keep it comin' in a major way, ventin' this rage away
I'm iller than the latest Ebola pandemic, you wont get sold a dam gimick, you can see how cold I can spit it
You will see how bold I am wit' it, like when I exploded and I told the dam critics to blow my dam dik wit'
A quickness and then told 'em to go make me a dam sandwich, yes, it's all part of the plan b1tch, I'm the reason why these dam twits is havin' dam fits
Expectin' me to give a dam but I stopped givin' a dam **** about what I can't fix so I haven't given a dam since, don't be so dam dense
Ya seem to be fixed with permanent smirks, but just shut the fuk up while the surgeon's at work, I'm cursin' at jerks, especially this one kid that's got me pissed to the max
who keeps twistin' the facts and dissin' my raps
Coz he says they're all random, like I never planned them, aint namin' names but his initials start with Tyler6270 , that forget me dude, let it be and if you'd just pay attention perhaps
I wouldn't have to make mention of that, if people didn't automatically so emphatically have to be always itchin' for that moment when I quit spittin in facts and then act like I been spittin' it lax and just sittin' back and grippin' my sack
They'd remember to never forget and relax coz they know I'm raw nervy and I'll take them muthafukkas out like Paul Kersey, not givin' a one at all mercy
There isn't a one that's even worth a p1$$ -n- a cum, they're infinite bums and impotent scum, but oh, isn't it fun to let 'em know that there's none at all worthy
Nothing said at all hurts me, fuk 'em all, let 'em all curse me, you can bet I hit 'em hard enough them suckas saw birdies
And again, let me specify for Tyler that his respites and slurs were minor and I'm not worried, but also this is for you all and I know you all heard me

Get off me softies
Even my worst verse is still frosty
So why do you constantly cross me
Now you know that it was costly

Random my @$$, sh1t was directed at you and everybody else too fool...
Phuk you!

Yo, what you trying to do, suck ****. You remind me of B-Rabbit except you got a little prick. But hey, you are a rip-off of Dre. I mean you also got a bae named Andrey. Well, I came from Heaven but Im' send your *** to hell. Maybe while you're down their you'll learn how to ****ing spell.
Stop doing free styles and stick to doing police files. I was with you're mother, we didn't use rubber, give me eight more months and you'll get a new brother.

This what you're rap said:

?Que quieres, pinche pendejo?
Te voy a dar un consejo
If your sh1t ain't wanted, don't flaunt it
I got the sickness, ya'll caught it
Your flow be chronic narcotic:
It's overused and retarded
Takin up a c0ck and you share it
It's almost like you got it to verdict(ver d1ck- see c0cks in Spanish)

Originally Posted by BLackout104Gaming

Yo, what you trying to do, suck ****. You remind me of B-Rabbit except you got a little prick. But hey, you are a rip-off of Dre. I mean you also got a bae named Andrey. Well, I came from Heaven but Im' send your *** to hell. Maybe while you're down their you'll learn how to ****ing spell.
Stop doing free styles and stick to doing police files. I was with you're mother, we didn't use rubber, give me eight more months and you'll get a new brother.

This what (you're)<--(calls somebody out for misspelling and then uses wrong word to refer to ownership. LOL! "You're" means You Are, you stupid fuk!) rap said:

This is what your rap said: I couldn't think of 16 bars, + the lyrics I did come up with were average and lame, yet I attempted to take down someone a he11 of a lot smarter than me, and more clever than me with my stupid 4th grade rhyming attempts.

Rick Gammon
Go ahead and grip Glocks
I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots
You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
I'll watch you topple flat
Put away your rings and holla back
Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top like bottle caps
Beneath the surface, I'm over heating your receiving circuits
By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches
What you preach is worthless
Your worship defeat the purpose
Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service
Beyond what ya'll fathom
I sh1t on cats and jaw tap 'em
Show no com-passion like having a straight faced orgasm
Tour jack 'em, have his half a ten b1tch suck my friend's d1ck
In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist
MC Phase, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague
Fist-fukking a pu$$y's face, holding a hand grenade
So if I catch you bluffin'
F@ggot, you're less than nothing
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction

Originally Posted by Phase

Rick Gammon
Go ahead and grip Glocks
I'll snap your trigger finger in six spots
You'll have to lip lock with hypodermic needles to lick shots
I'll watch you topple flat
Put away your rings and holla back
Can't freestyle, you're screwed off the top like bottle caps
Beneath the surface, I'm over heating your receiving circuits
By unleashing deeper verses than priests speak in churches
What you preach is worthless
Your worship defeat the purpose
Like President Bush taking bullets for the Secret Service
Beyond what ya'll fathom
I sh1t on cats and jaw tap 'em
Show no com-passion like having a straight faced orgasm
Tour jack 'em, have his half a ten b1tch suck my friend's d1ck
In the mean time, you can French kiss this clenched fist
MC Phase, a one man brigade spreading cancer plague
Fist-fukking a pu$$y's face, holding a hand grenade
So if I catch you bluffin'
F@ggot, you're less than nothing
I just had to get that stress off my chest like breast reduction

Phase stealing Immortal Technique's verse smh

http://genius.com/63781/Immortal-tec...-to-lick-shots

Watch an MC talk boss but they're not freelance
If a 'Cee talk, I'll make a 'Cee walk like the west coast g dance
Dumb Ty done died with one line
Monster called him out..so son hide in sunlight
Bars? Mine shine and shun Ty
Why bring gun lines when your guns is fun size?

_S just fold and crumble
Crusty cold knuckles with a script that's a rolled up jumble
First post was two years ago and he keep coming back like the oldest uncle
"kid, remember" Put a cork or a lid till mid December
So old he probably battled on a grid and slid the letters
He was practicing hot lines before there was a hotline
"Yo it's not benign but I've got the nine whilst I've thrown my back and lost my spine"
Lol...old fart
Probably marks his targets with darts and the darts got mold parts
Style so outdated you find his texts in garage sales sold as old art

CrazyKyd..
Came back after months
Months passed as did blunts
He returned weak like a challenged punt
Less than an average cúnt
You stole so many verses it became a passive stunt
Shameless and worse than BackinBlack
He did it only once, you did it back to back
What you think I wouldn't notice?
All those well focused,
Gun bars, I couldn't tell who wrote this?
Then in your return debut you write me the level of lowest poet's vocal doses
You bogus thieving joke hope a ferocious loaded locust enters your open vast hole
And explodes broken in the closest form of splitting your áss like moses for all the bars your áss stole

Originally Posted by CrazyKydz

You'll be a dead guy running, you chest lies pumping,
His head thrives punches and his left eye jumping,
I "realize who you are", this typical dude who "assumes" he the best,
You seem like the type to hitch a ride....
And read your lines like "That was awesome right?!"
Tell me gas prices had you petro-fied,
I check both sides, when crossing I run my route,
Im the king, I cue pawns, now cut it out,,
You know what this sh|t about, its hundreds to fling,
You gon' either jump in the ring or get under the wing,
Aint sharin' wit the dogs, I got sh|t that clears the mall,
I be be in your lobby lettin' the thing sing, airing halls,,

My b|tch spit better, lips wet up, she done been in more laps than Carl Lewis,
I write my wrong doings about life in the hard ruin,
Violence? You duck and dodge thru it,
How you living P? I asked him, he like
"In my moms roof im hostage, can't fondle my ostrich,
Got a job moving boxes,
I wanna be in the trap fam,
Put down that same hustle, spitting hard like you man,"

Very few came close to being as incredible, but I've never met a dude better,
Think they on my pedestal,
Get my fist in ya whole mouth,
Im Theraflu, I be knockin' these *****s cold out,,
And I don't hold out, its strike first, then the pipe burst,
Might jerk, squeeze on *****s like tight shirts,,
Duck or your head'll be stuck, your life dirt,,


-Kyd B||tch

http://s1.postimg.org/7zq1zc8kv/rap1.png

Originally Posted by CrazyKydz

Battling you is more than a step down for me....
It's a free fall, no parachute,
But a pair of "Paramount" clips is what I've prepared for you,
I bet you have no idea what I'm talking bout so picture this....
A shot from both macs at you..... That's a para-mount,
One arm for each half of your crew.....I'll pair-em-out.

This my section,
And when I get to dissecting this guy's section....
he'll die in seconds,
Prove me wrong...
The clips? movie long,
Empty one and I'm moving on....
to the next.
You want action P?
Okay start it,
but you an active target,
The cons I hang with aren't into talking,
We got big choppas that'll knock big momma right back to martin,
So wassup?
Get everything from your nose and up broken punk,
My mind is like a castle...Heavily fortified,
N|ggas you glorify....
I done horrified,
I'll have your life flashing right before your eyes,
Shoot your heart, lung and liver cause I'm organ-ized,

-Kyd B|tch

http://s15.postimg.org/ff7yxnuyj/rap2.png

Originally Posted by CrazyKydz

I mark a target I mark my target,
I'm a marksman.....
You got the "lyrical art" but I'm an artist with the lead,
Chris Harrison,
Pick you off from the farthest distance,
I mean for real tho It's not hard to miss you,
Who started this,
You ain't starting sh|t,
Who's busting clips?
You ain't sparking sh|t,
B|tch you can't even spark my interest,
Get your b|tch involved,
My guns don't discriminate,
Cap-It'll-let-'er' like how you start a sentence,
That's on a higher level than you are b|tch.....


-Kyd B||tch

http://s1.postimg.org/6xvjf225r/rap3.png


As you can see I can go on all day exposing different verses this kid stole but you get the point, I'm done.

You think I give a damn about what you say?
Your spits are worse then MGK
I could rap about this all damn day
But I can't so I'll just say
You wanna battle, you beat around the bush
You too scared to eat ******* so you eat around the tush
Me without music is like mustard without Heinz
Your just the new Busta without the Rhymes, I'll crunch your lines

( SBU)

Wow wow wow, You say "she smell like fish" looks like we've got a stalker who can't keep his nose to himself! Cause like some one i know he can't worry about himself. Looks like you've lost your brain, so you replaced it with some pencil on a shelf. "Gotta eat the booty like Groceries" looks like more people than her are shopping. So then, get with the program and stop talking. Cause instead of our Limo you're walking. As I told Rick Gammon, you can say i suck at rapping all you want, but at least i'm learning by trying,c*nt! And don't think i like her,don't know her so might a well get that sh*t outa ya head. I can only imagine that you read her raps and your face turns red. Your bullsh*t is funnier than Ted! Just got done from school showing off my raw talent, hitting on girls, i'm so gallant! Why don't you ask for help from your friend Tyler,and if you look the way you rap, get a new hair styler.

(Turneris)


What the f*ck you stole that from 8 Mile, get your @$$ outa here you can't rap you f*ckin' ripoff. just go get a girlfriend and try to make your eat the tip off!

Shady wannabe

f*ckin, You wanna battle, you beat around the bush
You too scared to eat ******* so you eat around the tush
Me without music is like mustard without Heinz
Your just the new Busta without the Rhymes, I'll crunch your lines




straight from the freestyle circle in front of the Shelter from 8 Mile.


say something for real!

(Template)
Why do steal other peoples lines
When you can even make up your rhymes
Your just a lame MC
who I saw TV
I was laughing my *** off
Cuz you got HIV
I may have spit some **** that was from the movie 8 mile
But I don't give a ****
Cuz Eminem is my idol
You can judge me, diss me, go right ahead
I already banged your mother last night while she was in bed

Originally Posted by Template

Watch an MC talk boss but they're not freelance
If a 'Cee talk, I'll make a 'Cee walk like the west coast g dance
Dumb Ty done died with one line
Monster called him out..so son hide in sunlight
Bars? Mine shine and shun Ty
Why bring gun lines when your guns is fun size?

_S just fold and crumble
Crusty cold knuckles with a script that's a rolled up jumble
First post was two years ago and he keep coming back like the oldest uncle
"kid, remember" Put a cork or a lid till mid December
So old he probably battled on a grid and slid the letters
He was practicing hot lines before there was a hotline
"Yo it's not benign but I've got the nine whilst I've thrown my back and lost my spine"
Lol...old fart
Probably marks his targets with darts and the darts got mold parts
Style so outdated you find his texts in garage sales sold as old art

CrazyKyd..
Came back after months
Months passed as did blunts
He returned weak like a challenged punt
Less than an average cúnt
You stole so many verses it became a passive stunt
Shameless and worse than BackinBlack
He did it only once, you did it back to back
What you think I wouldn't notice?
All those well focused,
Gun bars, I couldn't tell who wrote this?
Then in your return debut you write me the level of lowest poet's vocal doses
You bogus thieving joke hope a ferocious loaded locust enters your open vast hole
And explodes broken in the closest form of splitting your áss like moses for all the bars your áss stole

You wanted it you got it, I don’t play with scrubs
Sit back, think about what you’ve done
I ain’t showin no mercy no not on this day
Comin in “boss” to fire this kid away…

One line is all it takes to break a “template”
Always outlined and always the same
Talk about size of weaponry but ignorin the brain
Comatose style flow in a frozen state wait,
Compete with me, better stick to the strokes
Better off stealing then postin what they wrote...

You “shun” Ty when you’re tongue-tied from lines
Can’t shine on the sun when your stars died, denied,
Can’t penetrate tough skin with dull knives
Step back watch this slaughter with wide-eyes…

Dissolve mental imagery no battle begins
Lost before you thought about jumpin on in
Dead man walking killed with a Penn
No time for children, you’re finished, the end.


Edit: I was actually waiting for SBU to post something, haven't battled him in a minute. Plus monster/Rick are a waste of time. Ya digg?