Rap Battles - Official Thread

Heh, shit I always knew you were waitin' to tear a kid a new one,
You're too dumb to notice there ain't shit that you can do, son.
Come on I dare you, man, shit, try and have a go at me,
My poetry's madness, I'm sick, and you know it, B.
You say 'Pac and Biggie were taken in their prime?
Well I guess that my name will be called in due time,
You think you rhyme like the best? Like we'll remember your battles?
Yesterday was the day that we all forgot Marrow.
You're like my shadow, constantly following my footsteps,
I'm good, yes, your lyrics ain't nowhere near a contest.

 

Empty a clip and let my mood switch
re-ignite the spark that has the bitch tick
illumination to the mind let the grime stick
fag mind poetry wants to tear a new one
if you so interested i got two testicles you can lick one.
from time 2 time a ego overestimates it's rhymes
an untold future a prophecy to the empty headed mind
i'll have shit crumblin through shrivelin down the spine
sick of big talk you never prove it in your lines
re-ignite let the city ignite
indite my imperfections to make another's right
but with rhymes from a n*gga named Magic Arrow
could of swore i heard better shit come out of a Slumdog in Rio De Janeiro.
Your lines suck it's not a misinterpretation it's an actual fact
get your mind, soul, and body intact
your albums a dream it wouldn't make stack
1,000 copies none sold hanging on the failures rack
i found prosperity within, proved hard in my lyrics
killing me is the only way to win
and even then when im dead you'll always know i was better
a hereditary disease you make the thread upset
i individualize and think my own thoughts i'll pay for your losses debt
won't even finish this one i'll just forgive and forget.

 

Oh, so you finally decided to bag me out. Kind of opportunistic though. You quoted my worse verse in this whole thread.

My reply.

Red rum, grab ya by your neck,
demand respect, what the fuck you expect
Comin in here with a killer and a fistful of rejects
I roll you up like weed and I smoke you out
And when Im done I'll throw you on the floor and stomp you out
This Em, pac and big shit has been goin on for ages
But tell me who's the number one person em would like to hang with
Name one song that dropped it down like changes
Name one song pac made that was stupid like just lose it
Pac biggie and eazy were the greatest, aint no muthafukker can change this
So ryan, next time people tell ya your the best
Just remember your yellow name made them notice
Aint no shit done on Sythe without a motive
That's why you hated Finn and "Yup, you know this"


▌Weš ▌
Those were some nice lines. I'll see what I can spit to it later, I barely got the Ryan one posted before I had to go Football. Await my reply, you'll get one.

 

@Magic Arrow

Stay out of the past and come back to the present.
I'm a lyrical genius; the only one that god sent.
You been here for a bit, but you need to make a change.
Get off this thread and stay out of my range.
Stay off Ryan's case, I'll get in your face.
Ill do it at my own pace, and the turtles gonna win the race.
Cuz your the rabbit, Well.. more like the faggot.
Writing bad rhymes seems to be one of your habits.
It's something you might want to fix.
Silly faggot.. dick's are for chicks.

 

Far from the past
and lyrically present
hear shit like this deadly descendant
you hear the expression stack that cheese
you an impressionist mouthful of dick blowin on the knees
done with dirty deeds, going straight for the kill make the body bleed
a lyrical genius, fixed between the eyes blasted by a penis
bring a gun to the game blast ya like gilbert arenas
bad rhyming habits rapping bout rabbits
if you read your own lines you'd know you never had it
Silly N*gga raps are for Kings.
coming to the lions den i never feel opposed
this is spit fire case officially closed.

 

Your far from a king, no need to battle you in the ring.
But ill accept your challenge, but i doubt you could manage.
Guns I won't bring, because i already succeed.
Come back to reality, bounce back from your insanity.
You thought that you could top me? must be a fantasy.
You must be in denial; I won't put you in my case file.
If i gave you an inch, you wouldn't make the mile.
Your not worth it and defiantly not lyrically fit.
And I've blocked your attack, and now I've left you on your back.
Ref' start the count... he's knocked out on the ground.
It's a shame you couldn't make it to the second round.

 

iight this shits going to any of you mo-fo's



Droppin bombs on you tools its a repeat of Hiroshima n' Nagasaki
My lyrics will burn you like you pissing hot wasabi.
Someone fire back please give me some ammo
One rounds all I need like a sniper in camo
Not sayin Im the best, but better than the rest
Got my dog tags on my chest if you're smart you best not test
My skills are beast, step up n I'll smack you down like the bitch you are
Better off walking into traffic and gettin hit by a car.
Actually make it a buss fuck with me ashes to ashes and you're ass is dust
Its not quite over I suggest you close this door like the witnesses of Jehovah.
See all evil, embrace this shit, I'll burn you alive like a pile of sticks
Not even Jesus can save you nailed to the crucifix
Ring around the Rosy, the bubonic plague I'll instill a sickness and watch you fade.

*All thug talk, bullshit is in the spirit of this thread haha"

 

I like The Raps !
The Pro Has entered,Goodgame!


Sythe Is The Forum To Be On.
If Magic is offline then he's clearly watching porn.
He's The Boy Who's Always Educating Everyone.
When His Mom Comes Home He's Outside Mowing Lawn.
And He's Clearly On Sythe Till The Sun-Rise,Clearly Dawn.
Little Boy,Go To Sleep,He Doesn't Even Yawn.
Before He Goes To School He's Playing With Lil John.
Not His School Friend,The One who's been in his pants Since he was Born.





Stygian Soldier,Is That A Name?
O My God,Your Lady Gaga (The Fame)
Yeah Ur Life Is Going Down The Drain
Your On Ur Computer As Ur Sisters Giving Me Brain.
That Rap You Just Said It Should Be Dead,That Couldn't Be Plagerized
Ofcourse It from Ur Head.
Yeah Now Ur Mad
And Ur Face Is Turning Red
Ur About To Made a Rap,And Try To Blow My Head,But Ur Totally Wack
And This is Enough Said.

 

Yo Ryan your so good at rapping
Your lyricism is truly baffling
You talk about how your raps are so dope
And how other rappers don't have any hope
Because we can't compare to you
Ryan, the true rapping guru.
Ryan your raps are so great and diversified
What you say will truly go world wide

You put yourself on such a high pedestal
But you raps are so superficial
You can only talk about one thing
that we who challenge you are only a nestling.

Your raps are repetitive and dull
Even more so banal
Your rhymes have no meaning
While mine are ground-breaking

 

Ryan.

It's been some time, since we went,
Your rhymes are slackin, you be spent.
Dissin, spittin, you only think you winnin,
But here I am now, the King. is. back. in.
Your poetry is madness? What ya thinkin' Ryan?
Readin line by line I continue cryin.
You might've got Marrow but you aint got me,
Try me at your best and we'll see what you be.
I'll bring it here dirty. Show what I got,
Fight you down to nothin. Ha. That aint a lot.
Footstep soft, your lyrics aint a show,
I'll get you layin on your back. Wave to ya, "Hello."

 

Yea the names Stygian Soldier but you should call me Pop
I fucked the shit outa you're mother wile she was screamin stop!
Worse idea of my life, dont know what was on my mind
Why would I slip my dick in her. Think i was temporarily blind
That's how you came about
took a coat hanger and tried to abort you out
Failed abortion....story of you're life
Keep talking shit and I'll finish the abortion with my knife
As for my sister, I know its a lie...for her to suck you're dick
you'd need to be a guy.
My rhymes a tight on the contrary to you're momma's twat
Actually where you live again?
I miss the way she screamed stop


Edit:
hahaaa...btw

Five best rappers of all time

-Dylan
-Dylan
-Dylan
-Dylan
-Dylan

Because i spit hot fire.

 

This Thread Just died...

 

Wow Stygian Soldier..lemme get back to you!

You Claim That My Mom was giving you head..
Fuck my life,my mom is dead
That little dirty dick of yours put her to rest
but ur moms head was totally the best
she came to my house one night
and i told her to un-dress
she took off her bra
and you saw that saggy chest
So she got on her knee's
And i put her to the test
i then took ripped her pants off and i saw a hairy thing
the show is over
I made the fat lady sing

 

AHAHAHAHA this kid just asked me for a rap battle on MSN -
he went second an I asked him why he just copied one of eminems songs so he just blocked me. arofl.

 

You See here that its not about the better rapper,
cause in the end ryan is still a cracker,
He's wishing in vain he was a jacker... 0.o
so he didnt have to be a slacker
but in reality
he just wants to be like me
and have his day of fame
but IRL ryan is the same
cause he is lame
at his owm game
thats not for the dame
but for the little boy
that thinks his dicks a toy
so that kid is now his jacker
but oh shit ryan is still a slacker
as he sits there watching little boys
play with his dick and balls like toys
jacker jacker jacker
wishing he was a master hacker
get out of your pit of smaker you slacker
and be your own jacker......

 

I bet you didn't think you'd be the one who dies today,
What's Ryan say "Fine, okay. I'll choke you with a fire cape." (olol)
I lie awake and think of all the times that I threw rhymes away
I'm tryna say, "Fuck it.", I'll just serve these rappers on a plate
This is MY house, be damn sure that I ain't leavin'
I leave emcee's grievin' inside of a closet screamin'
I'm a nightmare when I'm dreamin', you know that shit's the worst
When I'm straight lyrical bleedin', just cut me to spill a verse
Then stitch close the wound, shove a couple of staples in it,
Be playful with it, beat me up so I think it was Dre who did it (Omg best line of my life)
So when you think your up for a rhyme, might wanna pick someone else,
Cause when I catch the time, fire's the only card that's dealt

 

Deathmaul?

What has the world come to
white boy spittin rhymes
when your mom finishes her job i pay her nickles,quaters,and dimes.
ur a true rapper but ur white as snow
i gave ur sister a dollar and that bitch got low
Now ur gonna spend a few hours to try to come back,
but this rap is to big for you,its probably bigger than ur sack.
You remind me of slim shady,white and cool,get the fuck off sythe
and try to go to school
Dont even try to say that ur over 21,because you didnt even finish elementary school son.
Fuck Ur Life
and this rap is done

 

lyrical genious with a penis
its like you fucking laugh when i say wenis
what the fuck is maturity?
talkin shit on sythe is for me
your ass aint never gonna be a g
so go cry while your taking a pee
i hope you see that the rap game and records
aint for me but i dont mind fucking with
your brain and your sleep
slide a few valium and a dildo
now you see what its like to be me
now a little shit like mr unbanned is cheap
so suck my dick and scream now pussy

 

Guys on this thread i should sue ur rap
Think ur raps is so great but not even a clap?
you can call me hitler because im full of traps like a nazi
got the swag as im facing paparazzi,mozaraddi,confetti,i stick my dick inside of you like a machete,no not a claymore more like a bouncing betty.

 

Your weak raps aren't acceptable, and won't get you to the next level.
I don't consider my raps great, but they're better then yours.
My raps will get me places, your raps will have you cleaning floors.
So here's the door.. let yourself out, and don't come back for more.