I'd be willing to record myself freestyle rapping over a beat?
Yo these punk ass users think they got flow
but they don't know the game like some ro sham bo
I got that lyrical delicacy
which all you other fellas can see
unmatched, got that swaaaag
try and match me, break down like server laaaag
#fukwitme
This soft ass pussy think hes goin crazy,
his wanker ass can't get pussy he lazy,
he might spit a little diss but it don't faze me,
you sippin kool aid im sippin patron now im swayze,
a lyrical hurricane, developed from your blood,
spit out the shit, cover your carcass in mud,
this little boy think hes an e-thug,
but deep down inside he really just wants a hug,
hes crying on the inside, from all those abusive years,
he shouted out in pain, as his father licked his tears,
this shit is pretty funny, you ain't got no honey,
i'm getting money, you can't take it from me
What if we don't like Wolf gang?...Golf Wang rank would be fresh swag.
Decided I'll leave this open till the weekend!
My name is falisfying and I like to lie
sometimes I play WOW, jackoff, and cry
I act all tough and cool, wanna my hangout sometime?
I have a 9 P.M Curfew, and when I go to sleep, will you sing me a nursery rhyme?
Wait, I just have to check with my parents to see if thats okay
I'm also really artistic, we can drink milk and croche
You see im really popular, everyone loves me
When I go into the bathroom I have to turn the lights on to go pee
But wait, the dark is a scary thing
I don't go outside cause im afraid of getting a bee sting
But wait, gotta post on a battle rap thread
pretend that im black and not brain dead
Just kidding punk, get the fuck out faggot
I'll fucking fry your ass up 3 stars like zagat
don't get so rattled up, might have to strattle you up
paddle you up, this ain't a battle, huh?
this is motherfucking sythe.com, now go back upstairs to your mom
eat your fucking breakfast for dinner
while I get some head like a winner
your ass is dead, long as I'm in it
I won't stop till you stop breathing
Eyes keep reading, eyes start bleeding
my lyrics have a tendency to do that to pussies like you
yeah don't act like it ain't true
I get more bitches than scooby doo
and at the end of the night, as you cower in fright
when you get sight of me and my crew
just know, I'm coming for you and your faggot mother trucker
and yeah, consider this a submission motherfucker
nothing personal![]()
you call yourself the snatchmasta, i call my self simple rasta,
slaughtered your parents now you livin foster,
if you think you're rhymes tight than you can't see,
if you win this battle the judges made a mistake, casey anthony,
no im not black, and i dont rap about crack,
i rap about weed and bitches, 2 things you lack,
you say 9pm is my curtain call but thats when the party starts,
when i enter the room bitches stare and clutch they hearts,
this battle was over before it began,
you got a vagina, how you call yourself a man?
come to south florida, slide through my hood,
i know some niggas that will slice you up real good,
you'd probably run if only you could,
but the choppa chopped you down, like wood.

