LOL, okay little grasshopper. Now hop off this thread, as you lack the intelligence to battle.
Freestyle Me
- Thread starter Suburban Gangsta
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LOL, okay little grasshopper. Now hop off this thread, as you lack the intelligence to battle.
You lack the heart, the will, and the talent to step up to my level son.
You done venting out your anger from your acknowledged crappy talent? I can tell you're trolling from that last post, you suck dick at that too. <3
mate when you make kids leave sythe all together after beating them in a rap battle, then come talk to me.
Until then hop of the dick train, and show me what you got.
I did make 'em all leave. You're the only moron that believes he's gifted. LOL
C'mon boiii, lay some shit on me, I'll wreck you quicker than it takes you to cum. - That's some talent....
Make who leave? you've only been here for like what 2 days?
You lack the lyrical talent to wreck anyone. Only thing you are wrecking is my braincells at how pathetic you are.
regards
Suburban gangster
is a wankster
and I heard the word day
rhymes with you are a gay
is a wankster
and I heard the word day
rhymes with you are a gay
My lyrical talent is above your intelligence
I flow with such elegance, try to outdo me
Take a cap to the knee, fucking with an OG
These days, motherfuckers talk shit and turn snitch
When you see 'em, they ain't talking about shit
One bored 'fella, talkin' 'bout your rep
Knock off your cap, show you how to rap
You a whiteboiii, whiteboiii's don't rap.
Plznate, hop off the bandwagon
Go plant your snapdragon
Good for nuthin', bust a nut in
Banned for scammin'
Nice Trade with Caution
Next time, put on the lotion
Or get fucked rough, 'nuff?
You're lyrical talent
is lackluster to say the least
now step back while i unleash this beast
you are a wnna be rapper
always running that cock catcher
your not shit
your lyrics suck dick
wnna be gangsta
white boi the suburban gangsta
Call yourself dah Delta Squad
I run with the Terror Squad
Pun and I, put your ass on tha deck
Wet you from the bottom to the neck with a tec
Fall to dah floor, beg for mercy
Offer to suck a dick 'cause you're thirsty
You can't peep game, you're plain lame
Ain't got shit to claim, fuck the fame
What a shame; you're too blame
For all the fuckery in this game
you musta been raised on corn flakes
cus nigga you got a corny flow
Terror squad? the only terror i see is your flows
your shit is stopped up
nowto remove the blockade
as im about to unleash upon you
a part of my stockade
i'll just bombard you with a few rounds
before you fall to the ground
you'll regret the day you stepped up on my block
now back the fuck off before i drag you in deepwater
and send you overboard to sleep with the crocs
Freestyling on a runescape black market. Yall tuff shit.
Can't flow for shit, your rap is embarrassin'
Your rhymes are spiralin'
You rap one insult fo' dah whole stanza
Plan tha...shit you say, or go astray
You put money to sleep, just another sheep
Follow the leader off tha cliff, you're no diff
The shit you say, make a man light a spliff
To understand what the fuck you just shit
i'm a lyrical masta
you a microphone diszasta
yuppie white kid
tryna be black
turn off the BET
and step the fuck back
m8 raping on sythe.org is my life.
You are black
You are a nigger
My ancestors owned you
Jonny was a slave owner
He whiped your great great great grandmothers clitorus.
She had a baby who was born in a cave as a slave
Called him nigger
Beat him rigged
Fuck you nigger im white
I have rights
I have opportunity
You have poverty
You are a nigger
My ancestors owned you
Jonny was a slave owner
He whiped your great great great grandmothers clitorus.
She had a baby who was born in a cave as a slave
Called him nigger
Beat him rigged
Fuck you nigger im white
I have rights
I have opportunity
You have poverty
Back the fuck up, or get smacked the fuck up
I can see...you're floppin' with your rhymes
With your head down in shame, gotta serve the time
Embarrassment, that's what phony fucka's face
Real motherfuckers never get a taste of that shame
Step off the thread, you're not lyrical master
Vanish like the ghost, Casper
I'm not even going to bother replying to this. If you can manage to atleast match my reply to your other freestyle HALF-ASSLY, I'll bother to reply with a rhyme. IDK WTF this is.
as much as that was a pain to read
i'll give you a reply
problem is your lyrical well is going dry
but thats ok i'll help you resupply
their aint no shame in my game
and you damn sure aint the one to blame
i'm a bear that cant be tamed
all you trying to do is flame
i'll put the lights out
so you can put your head down
dream up a better flow
and put on a better show.
