Rap Battles - Official Thread

All these guys n girls, up on this website
Writin verses that just dont sound right
Stringin random words together
Thinkin their rhymes are clever,
Never, these rappers think they on top
But in the real world, they would surely drop,
To the ground, or down on the floor
Then they gone wit the wind, never seen no more,
Poor, is their personal diction
Comin up with works of fiction
I aint frontin, im only on a mission,
To bring back the fierce competition
They call this a rap battle for a reason
Validity on this this thread changes like the seasons
Will someone take it to the next level, Ryan and Riddle
Lets take it to the top instead somewhere in the middle

 

Here's another fake rapper who only knows to rhyme basic
You haven't got the slightest chance against me you have to face it
My style is unique, you gotta realise you can't trace it
And that would be the only way to match me on stage bitch
This shit is outrageous,
You can't play me, your as crazy as shady
He stepped foot to me? The dude whose flow is amazing?
I'll have you shaking intensely like ya body was quaking
Jealousy is the only reason this motherfucker is hating
Stating, "Bring It" at the end of ya rap? You have to be GOOD to be cocky
One petty verse that took you an hour, you can't stop me
You record ya shit spittin in a mic wrapped in a stocking
Ya rhymes are sloppy, Ya makin a mess of this thread
We all know it took you the whole night to think of that rap in ya head
You finished the last line before you got told to go to bed
It was lack of talent that was the cause of that shit to be said
NOW it's the end, you fuckin suck my friend,
I've exposed ya true image, like a flash on a camera lens.

 

Unbelievable is what I think this kid is
Rappin' at me like it's already finished
I ain't finished, my raps can and will be replenished
Your raps will be diminished
To me your nothing but a menace
I can handle ya' weak, boring raps
Just until I take a nap, then then come back
Snap on a kid, bust a few caps
Make his arms flap, get the audience to clap
Quiet on the set, he's about to relapse

My raps are out of this world like hieroglyphics
The prolific ryhmes are just terrific, far from horrific
The hella demoic like rhymes make me flow like sonic
Go so fast, make some wind, better not wear your bonnet
Drink some tonic, your skills, it'll make you flaunt it
I keep my flow going so long it's like its chronic

I've killed so many people on the mic
Only ones left are the ones who were denied leeway
I'm surprised the fake runner up rappers still want to come my way
Today, isn't THEIR day, it's MY day
To kill his ass and then go listen to some Kanye
Sorry if you came so far to get dropped like a cingular call
Setup to fall, don't get up, don't even crawl
Cause i'll just keep man-handling you like a basketball

EDIT: Went for the long rap. Come back at me when you can Peace.

 

Good battlin guys, im taking a long break, keep it heavy.

 

The riddler huh, well riddle me this,
Y u gotta sit down when u piss?
I aint frontin, I was askin
Ur true colors u be maskin
U aint no rapper, u a two-bit punk
But hey, i like ur spunk
A monk, thats wat it am, I enlighten
Homie u dont wanna get stuck fightin
Me, to beat me u need stategy
Not a rap filled wit self-flattery
I'm like a battery, i keep on goin
On and on and on my rhymes be flowin
Free, i bet u amazed at me,
I fly like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Ali, I'm like him I'm a fighter
So sit back and listen to the crowd delighter

*Nothin personal brah, u know dat...lol

 

shotgun u said i took a shot and missed but really whos the one bein a bitch
uc im down for anythin a type of girl to make my dick itch
im lyrically insane so fuck thinkin from the brain
around here we quick to pull n drain
no runnin for dat fame dat fame is my name
no shame up in my game bitch holla at me mane
uc all ya motha fuckas be spittin teh same
uc imma keep it classic
jus face it u got no rhymes n dis teh year o nine
dis my year to grind n shine
dis is me and im gettin mine
half breed ma fuckas i go from crime to crime

Mc_Kraze

 

Ha, fuck that shit you be sayin'
Say it in my hood, and we will be sprayin'
Us you will not be namin'
In the police line up or you'll be prayin'
We don't run up ya' house like Mickey Mouse
Play with the kids, fuck the wife on the couch
Douse the house up in gasoline
And you ask why we so mean
Cause the kid slipped up and rapped against a king

And i'm out.

EDIT: Rushed through it too quick, cleaned it up.

 

Nice.

I had a verse earlier but I clicked out of the window, pissed me off.
Couldn't be bothered to do it straight away, so here's mine now...

I was feelin ya flow 'til you said you'll bust caps
C'mon man, we all know you wouldn't do that
Ya built like a cat, and they aint known for combat
Sayin' your shit, is an understatement you're far beyond that
You're in a certain state of mind and I've come to wrong that
This son's wack,
I'ma sever his liver with the shit i deliver
When you attack me I don't deminish, I get bigger and bigger,
I get sicker and sicker,
I got you at point blank range and all i gotta do is pull on the trigger
Punchlines that hit like a bullet, a strange sensation
Ya last in the rankings while I own the Number 1 placing
It's defeat that you're tasting
There's no point in debating
Drop you like a bitch in the film Million Dollar Baby
Yellin "please somebody save me", it's pitiful bitch
Coz I'm battling these kids who must be takin' the piss
Thinkin' you can challenge a dude whose got lyrics like this?
Take shots but you miss, I always deserve victory
You fuckin gotta be kiddin' me
I'm perfect like calligraphy, I told you to listen B
You're as dumb as a motherfucker SELLING concert tickets for free.

 

Kid, i don't miss my shots
My bullets felt sorry for you and when the left the clip they drop
So I rushed behind my shots and now he's bout to get rocked
Bobbed like a bunch of cops beat him with the sticks
I told ya' to quit, didn't believe, now the situation's thick
I know you've seen my flicks, i know you know my methods
Scarface wasn't Al Capone, it was me being intrepid
I don't need nobody to come help me
I'll reverse the situation just like a true G
Got pedistrians stoppin' to see a true G do work destructively
Oh wait, do I hear a plee? A plee from the person who talks shit to me?
Don't let it happen again or you'll pay a fee
Of your life and there's no re-fund, so it's time to run
And don't forget my saying or you'll be done
When I cock back, betta' drop that, go fall back, you better stop that
Or i'll get them goons to shoot you where you lay at
Then there's no time to say "i'm sorry jack"
And then you'll take a nap and lay where them coffin's at

 

This shit shoulda ended earlier,
Comin' to murder ya, with rhymes that are alot more sturdier,
And no one's ever heard of ya,
The crowd be desertin' ya,
Goin' to waste like aspersion to no one
I'm raps number 1, I'm the rap battling shogun
Get the fuck outta my way coz i'm about to blow son
Sledgin' cats not behind their back, coz that shit is no fun
You can't do what I've done, I'm a serial killer
Kill MC's with the verbals, I'm a serial thriller
There is nobody iller,
There's no possible machine that you could ever configure
You gotta think bigger, you need to research to front
Coz I'll smoke you on the mic like the mic was a blunt
None of that shit with a gun,
This is a runescape forum, you'll never hold an M-1
Okay son? I can't believe you said you're a true G
Holy shit man, I'm scared, please don't try to shoot me!
This is the main reason why ur shit, people like you make believe
When you see gangs, it doesn't mean your them coz they're on ya TV!
This shit is easy, I'll take you out like hiring a vid from Video Ezy

 

ah come on riddler trynna be G?
you aint shit kid youll never be like me
put the mic down kid youll neva be like fifty
uc im a lil shifty n hifty but bitch you'z still shitty
ive been in dis game since u been suckin on ya moms titty
u aint reppin no city you jus makin me feel pity
dis is Mc-Kraze the one to amaze
everyday rollin wit sum new shadez
im the ace of spades
uc i think quick jus like a grenade
i dont need dis shit i already got my life made
new day dif girl gettin laid all day gettin paid
dis how it is in the life of Kraze

 

The life of kraze must be amazing, haha, yea boy, you must be blazing
All day high, don't go too high, or you'll drop and die
The second reality hits you, and you can't fly
And i'm no lie, it's the riddler you see? And he's that guy
That's living the fresh life while you live in that pig sty
You wear the shades cause you got punched in the eye
Talk too much shit and you'll be in the bay
Sleeping with the fishes until the month of may
Where they discover your body, And i'll just say
How much to keep you guys mouth shut do I gotta pay?
And soon after back in the bay you will lay
Cause I got the cash flow to keep cops away.

Had more but didn't feel like finishing it.

Sorry range, had to get him first, i'll come back to you later

 

aight listen riddler u aint no killer
so why u talkin shit about killin me ?
you aint no G foo cant ya see
is you blind trynna be like me
uc bitch dis is teh daily life of me
listen go back to ur pad and pen and write sum more shit
let the big boy's handle dis game n shit
uc ill take u and ya click out bit by bit
droppin u n shit sellin to make dat flo come quick
uc im quick to pull i got style n im full
you talk alot of shit man imma ride ya girl like a bull
comin at me wit a verse dat took u couple hours to write
kid i got a lot of fight n imma about to end ya life
uc i could shoot ya or do it slo wit a knife
right now i bet you can see the shinin light

 

So come and tell me, why your mum has a bowl for a belly? - Implying that she's pregnant
As soon as you're ready, I'll smear her with petroleum jelly, - Petroleum jelly is used for looking at the baby
Or I can call Jerry, and she can get her face on the telly - Easy enough, Jerry Springer
Walk all over stage, looking like an elephant yelling - Pregnant women yelling etc.
But maybe your mother just wants you to have another brother,
But her secret lover will stay, Mr. Under The Covers - She doesn't know who the father is
And in this verse, I spit sick twisted lyrical mystic,
You missed it, such talent never really existed,
I ripped this.

Short and sweet.

 

who gives a fuck if my mom has a bowl for a belly
uc ryan ur rap is shit jus like dat nigga R Kelly
now u talkin shit about peoples mom
when really bitch ur moms name is tom
right now im jus flowin n remainin calm
anytime now im ready jus to drop a bomb
anyone can write anythin but whos the one makin a song
fuck dis when im done wit u imma go light up my bong
dis could be short or long but fuck it imma clown it like donkey kong
come on ryan using big words in ur rap now lookin in the dictionary
well fuck dat imma end ur life now youll be in tomorrows obituary

 

Ryan got DISSSEDD

 

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"now u talkin shit about peoples mom
when really bitch ur moms name is tom"

No offense, that's horrible. The best part of that verse was the end bar, had a decent flow. Other then that, it's not really worth replying to, sorry.

You're joking, right?

Maybe I'll annotate my verse, incase it's a bit hard to understand.

 

Your raps are ok, but ill do you a deed.
ill whipe all your greed so u dont use that creed.

See im like an emo i dont cry when i bleed.
so give up now and i wont have to pleed.

my raps are spectacular like a vernacular rapstar.
so while im flying first class your flying jetstar..
you keep using illmatic what else can you say
ill leave u in your attic and lock you away.
my rhymes are static and just by the way
i fuked ur mom last nite and turned her hair grey.

 

uc ryan is on his computer writin shit
looka dis bitch actin like he the shit
oh no i aint gunna come back cuz u suck kid
bitch get on ya kneez n suck my dick
u trynna hit shit n be shit but really jus shut the fuck up n shut ya lid
u will neva be anythin but a bitch n treated like a bitch
i take dis shit down to the streets fuck writin
where we go straight from the dome witout even tryin
i hate kids like ryan actin shit always be lyin
imma be tru to dis before i D.I.E im the greatest MC
only one like me you cant compete wit me
always got bitches hallin who is he
you cant see bitch im to icey
make ur eyes say blur
but fuck you ryan u lil cocassion
i got the pride and dedication
u aint shit im my only competition

P.S shut the fuck up ryan already come to the streets instead of writin shit

 

Wow!, you think you're a mad cunt..
Rapping 3 year old words -
I'll drop you so fast you'll be seeing green n gold birds.
And how dare you have the audacity to compete with me!
You don't even have the tenacity to be with me...
But i have the capacity to get you killed for free..

I'll run you in the rap, like bolt in the 100!
How could you keep up.. i sat there and wonderd!
But try me again and I'll have your face plunderd..
..in the bottom of the ocean till the rain came n thunderd.

You're attacking on ryan.. But you spat 17 lines.
Be fucking origional.. you said 'shit' 7 times ..
Here is a tip so take it as a sign:
Put raps together - one word a time
Fit it nicely together.. make sure that it rhymes..
Once you've done this. It may take you some climbs.
To flow like me.. And make it sublime.

You're a fucking fony rapper,
Like rick ross the cop.
Cause when i bring heat like this-
You'll beg me to stop!
So you may get burned, or you may get mopped -
But give me a call when your tiny balls drop!

So i'm ending this here,
I kno its for the better -
Don't shed all your tears
And ill end this vandetta...
My rymes are superior. Don't send me a letter.
Go home to your mom.. she'll nitt you a sweater.