Rap Battles - Official Thread

Trigga, you'za bitch
Look like your face had a glitch
bitch.

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Arya Arya, what kind of fucking name is that?
Fuck I'm in a hotel you and your family live in the motel
You can't write lines fuck your lame like them New York TIMES!
and TriggA you broke ass HOOD FIGGA you aint no better
i'm chilling up here in new york getting my chedda!!!!

GET AT ME MOTHER FUCKASSSSSS! haha

 

Omg Is That All You Got
What The Hell Have You Been Smokin Crisso And Pot
Try To Come Up With Better Rhymes
Go Head You Fucking Bitch Take Your Time
Word Bitch!

Stfu Oh Bama Ill Kick Your Ass Rappin Or Scrappin
Im So Bad I Can Kick Your Ass While I'm Crappin
Omfg New York Is Gay
I Can Sit Here And Diss Your Ass All Mother Fucking Day
Oh Oh Bama You Think Your So Bad
If You Try To Diss Me You'll Wish You'll Never Had
You Wanna Fuck With Me Just Name It Where And When
Ill Fuck You Up So Bad That You'll Wish You Were Dead
WORD

Get Back At Me You Moded Ass Mother Fucker!

 

I dont kno who all yu niggas think ya are
But ive been distant for way to long
Put you in a bodybag an thro u in tha car
Now shut tha fuck up cus ya shits just wrong
Ima diss every single one of you
Cus I got spare time to fume


Yo misa campo one thing to say :

Who gave the spotlight to a shemale?
Ya rhymes are weak ya dick neva fails
Ya talk mad shit
So ya title fits - Queen Bitch

Yo Mistah Obama ya ass gonna learn it tha hard way :

Shut tha fuck up you little nigga
Ya weak ass rhymes remind me of trigga
Copyin his rhymes about kesto and pesto
One question mr obama, whered ya balls go?

And Kesto - I haven't had the chance to introduce myself ... :

They call me the sinna of the beats
On the stage you never wanna meet
I knockout like tyson
Cant remember how many fights ive been in

Nobody here can match my rhymes
Even if they have to repeat themselves a thousand times
Im the champ no contest
Nigga im opposite of 50 cent, screw the bulletproof vest

Thats how I roll bitchs n snitchs, talk upon each otha, about how to get betta, dont forget that ya shit didnt even phase me, kick yo asses like jet lee..


"Is there a heaven for a 'G'?" - Tupac Shakur , Thugz Mansion

New york fo' life bitchs - suck my dick otherwise.

 

Come Over Here Bitch And Say It To My Face
And Stfu Or Ill Put You In Your Place
You Got A Gay Ass Fucking Name
Your Rhymes are a fucking shame
and your a dumb ass but your mothers the one to blame
you just got fucked by the queen bitch
i dont give a shit you can go head and snitch
PWNED!

 

White boy, can you please refrain from using the word 'nigga'?
You're totally pissing me off.

 

Yall be dissin eachother
While I be eatin dibs
Stackin up chips

Ya I write lyrics not freestyles lol

 

Now sinful thoughts you shouldn't use racial slurs
Please tell me why you have to say hateful words
Or hurtful and satanic terms
I spit action but not baneful verbs

And if you don't know what that means find out
Cause honestly your times out
And your rhymes wow
After i read em damn i'm blind now

Cause dude let me be honest this battle is over
Your lucks run out, no more four leaf clover

Let me show you how a real dude raps
My flows like a bomb, it blows you off the map

And yeah your flow is kinda Tyson like
Biting off ears in the middle of a fight

Because thats the last chance you had to win
This battle wont even make it to decision

It's over before it starts
You = Retard

And can you all believe Bernie Mac died
Damn guys we should all cherish our lives

 

Yo Kesto You say your the hottest rapper
but you must be talkin bout me
you a punk ass bitch wannabe mc
you flow like a pipe
thats in need of some liquid plumber
my rhymes are so hot but yours theres none dumber
you try to talk gangsta so you say feel my metal
but the hardest thing you pack is a red rose petal
ill stop now cuz my words is to fresh
they hit you like bullets rippin out ya flesh
Word!
Mc Out!

 

Smooth flow.

 

I see a rap battle goin down,
looks like im gonna have to step into this town,
Sythe.org it's where it's at,
miso campo, i think your rhymes are tat,
i think you know that I'm the boss,
cause your rhyme skill is for the loss,
You know nothin', when i step up you bow down,
cause' Mr Leety's coming down,
and his vocals will send you back to your respawn spot,
you wont beat me, cause' im on the dot.
word.

 

Yo Leety, you think you can rap fine
That's not what I heard on the grapevine,
You fall down on ya words
You jus' treat them like swords
It's you that's like pasta
It's me that's the masta
Word Lawl. =P

 

Misa campo i dont understand your flow,
Your rappin bout pasta? that doesnt make sense yo?
Treatin words like swords, how does that work out?
Your not the masta, your an old man, with gout,
This raps coming at ya like a flow, one two,
I'm the Mc Leety, dont talk bullshit to you,
These words are coming as hard as steel,
your getting murdered on the mic, i know how you feel,
but just dont worry, you'll be good someday,
like the Leety, Ryan, Kesto, us mc's don't play.
Word.

 

theres only one wanna be in this battle
and it aint me
but you
we hard core Aussie artists
at least we can tie our shoes
dumb Americans (No Offence )
go elect a president who cant even float
he travels to iraq on a lil tin boat
you guys got no rhythm
listening to some dude
eminem?
Dr.dre?
smoke weed everyday?
more like every hour
every second
while im beatin your ass
right in the dog pen.
Word. Misa Out

 

Aww man, i've already told you,
Your rhymes dont make sense! Do my words not scold you?
You see, im not from America, read my name,
You know that my words put you to shame,
Your beating my ass? nah your rhyme sucks it,
I mean those words are crap like a pile of dogshit,
they really dont get to me, you see,
i cant understand your " aussie speak ",
But theres one word of truth,
that president can jump off his roof,
He blew up those towers, yeah we know,
He can sucks my balls, word yo.

 

Your Good Im Out You Win This Round Ill Be Back Tho Ill Edit It.

 

Allright, thanks lol, your good too
Peace

 

Yo i never said i was the hottest rapper in the game
But what's your name misa campo? Your a dumb dame
And to be honest your raps are lame
Your like a wild animal but easy to tame

What a shame these people think they can battle
Well lets face so far you've been rattled
And i know your a snitch so your probably gonna tattle

My raps are legit they burn like napalm
And yes i do stroke and lay moms

When did i ever say feel my metal
Let's be honest your not on my level

Im a wannabe MC?
Well if im that then your nothing

And im not scared to battle anyone on this thread
Cause even with a red rose petal ill leave your ass dead
In a puddle of bloodshed

My raps are so high they fly with the birds
I dont kill with knives, guns, or bombs, but with words

 

Where's Ryan and R2? I used to enjoy reading these

 

wow talk about bitchslapped.