Rap Battle Lyrics (Freestyle Only)

Thread: Rap Battle Lyrics (Freestyle Only)

Tags: freestyle, rap battle, world-star
  1. Brandon Carmona said:

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    Nigguh cut it out, everyone here hates you
    Your parents even hesitated before they decided to make you
    I just screwed the birch that just screwed you
    Outta all your cash, nothing you can do
    Your flow washed up you the washed up crew
    Guns in the jeep as we pullin up to you
    We about to do a sweep as we yellin' out nigguh **** you
    And yo future looks bleak cuz we bangin' without truce
    Suicide attack someone go and get the noose
    As I hear the beat drop I'm about to go loose
    Smoke blow out the window, call it summer haze
    Starin' down the barrel bet that you seen better days
    Tell me what more can I say, I can kill it all day
    Blood on the carpet, death in the beat
    Hustle like I need it, flow is ice cold
    And I'd tell you that I killed it
    But we already know
     
  2. Akki said:

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    Mehnat kr k kabil bn k dikhaunga
    Kabil hu tujhe pakke dikhaunga
    auro k gaata tha ab apne likhunga
    puri duniya mein apna stardom failaunga
    jinhe lgta tha kuch nhi hu
    ab unko kas k lagaunga
    Hollywood , Bollywood pr raj kr k dikhaunga


    Utha hu mein mitti se
    Pr ab dekho me chadne lga hu
    Dheere dheere upper bhi chadne lga hu
    Unki aakhon me khatakne lga hu
    Aur apni manzil ko bas paane lga hu
    Logo k dil mein aane lga hu
    Suruwat kri h abhi to tere bhai ne
    Thode din ruk ja jamne de per is line
    Fir dekhio apna bhi mukaam hoga
    Magazine k front page pr mera he naam hoga



    Likha h khud ne churaya nhi
    Gira hu to kisi ne uthaya nhi
    Nikla hu me kuch ban ne k liye
    Haar k wapis mujhe jaana nhi
    Duniya par ab mujhe raj krna h
    Jalne waolon ko or ab jalana h
    Jo chod k gye unhe waapis laana h
    Duniya ko ab apna talent dikhna h
    Bus ab to star ban k he dikhana h
     
  3. dakinng said:

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    Quote Originally Posted by Brandon Carmona View Post
    Nigguh cut it out, everyone here hates you
    Your parents even hesitated before they decided to make you
    I just screwed the birch that just screwed you
    Outta all your cash, nothing you can do
    Your flow washed up you the washed up crew
    Guns in the jeep as we pullin up to you
    We about to do a sweep as we yellin' out nigguh **** you
    And yo future looks bleak cuz we bangin' without truce
    Suicide attack someone go and get the noose
    As I hear the beat drop I'm about to go loose
    Smoke blow out the window, call it summer haze
    Starin' down the barrel bet that you seen better days
    Tell me what more can I say, I can kill it all day
    Blood on the carpet, death in the beat
    Hustle like I need it, flow is ice cold
    And I'd tell you that I killed it
    But we already know



    okay okay
    Dimin yet n*gga got no shinin
    i know i be off
    but it the perfect timin
    but n*igga all you got is sh*t
    no rhymin
    so sublime
    bring it back
    cuz it my time
    the time is now
    hit you so hard call me
    boom boom pow
    i jack yo sh*t
    best for you to quit
    cuz even tho you try
    you can't spit
    throw a fit
    but all you do is crack and split
    imma one two hit
    all you is is a n*gga
    so do your best mother f*ckin crit
    all i do is take your throat and slit
    cut you open like a peach
    tear you out like a pit
    only thing you be killin
    is that netflix where you been chillin
    there aint no blood on the carpet
    unless you talking about yours
    and that hustle you need
    sayin flow is ice cold
    mine -40 degrees without the windchill
    but if you want i can flip the bill
    because you hustle like you broke
    but n*gga all you do is choke
    hustle products 2+3-4
    equalling me
    Dakinng
    now like used farm equipment
    n*gga i set you free
     
  4. jun said:

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    Dakinng bro you whack asf
    I see you out there acting up
    I remember you dissed me once with a 16
    I dropped 36 you couldnt back it up
    And im still like who the fvck are you though
    You cant even spell right and you gon come at dude throat
    Got me on my rude flow skinny in my school clothes
    Class is back in session imma show you how to do it bro
    My music dope, helmet on stupid flow, velvet robe swooping hoes, i do it bro
    Can we say damn it
    Why you want work if you cant manage
    Fire guns first shooting everything standin
    You cant win, so why you even trying
    We should call you louie the 13th cause tonight dakinng is dying
     
  5. tomdadondon0522 said:

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    You fake battle wrappers are trash,
    What a Bunch of illiterate pieces of a ss
    Y’all can’t even write anything amazing,
    Go to grammar school ,with extra hazing
    Brandon Carmona, sound like ms carmen
    Go back to the kitchen, or back to farming
    U aint a battle rapper dawg,
    U annoying as a croaking frog,
    U probably look like a toad,
    Ur poppa shudve kept in his load,
    Akki aint even in the right nation,
    Hes a foreign tourist on vacation,
    No one understands wht u just wrote,
    Go back to ur country and suck off a goat
    Ur like an indian who had a stroke,
    Sound like a terrorist high on coke,
    U live in a mud hut, and ur broke,
    U sound like a retarded nazi,
    U cudnt even finish a game of yahtzee,
    In ur own language ,
    Ur parents deal wit anguish,
    “Dakinng” of nothing sounds dumb too,
    You probably one of lil wayne’s crew,
    cant even read a book,like jacob two two,
    U wrote ur lyrics like 2nd graders
    And u wonder why u have alotta haters,
    Stop tryin to act all “thug life”
    U aint hard, id fck ur wife,
    make ur eat my cum off of her wit a knife,
    U aint a real n*gga, u a cuckasian,
    Stop stressing, go on vacation,
    Let a real man take care of ur house,
    Im giving ur girl 12 inches in her blouse,
    She be squealing like mickey mouse,
    Jun Dont even get me started on you
    already castrated this tiny dicked jew,
    U picked a gay kpop name u dyslexic,
    U probably a 60 pound anorexic,
    U rap while eating puppies and kittens,
    I already killed you in other writtens,
    Change ur name or else it’s the same:
    I’ll roast u like ur live animal Game,
    U a closet g ook f aggot with no beef,
    You got slant eyes like uve hit the reef,
    You-ah talka like this, no engrish puhlease,
    superior black and whites put u on ur knees,
    Ur d ick aint big enough to pleasure ur chick,
    Ur pecker is small, like a tick
    bow down to ur supreme leader, c hink,
    I aint kim jun un, there is no link,
    Callin urself jun for junie, im frowning,
    Ur a piece of white trash, junie browning
    U got no moves, u aint groovy,
    U a fat mexican, juni, spy kids movie
    So thug life, knocked up ur own daughter,
    The only guns u have are full of water,
    Everyone stay off this forum ,
    All y’all lyrics are full of boredom.
    U f ags are just as bad wit girls in bed,
    Y’all a better off wit a bullet in the head