Rap Battles - Official Thread

HI I'm cartoon, i spelled my name wrong its gonna get changed soon.
I am new to sythe, i hope people don't start calling me a runescape no life.
Tomorow is a happy day, Thanksgiving is on its way!
eat as much as you can, and don't get a sythe/runescape ban!
Have a good night, i dont want to stay here and fight.
Tomorow its my birthday i see the baloon, but once again i am cart0on.

 

When I look at your rap, I spot a fail
Last line? Bullshit, ya turned tail.
When your verse has no flow,
And your rap has no rhyme
This is no longer your time
Your outta your prime.
Your fangs have been milked,
Your bite makes me laugh
Your no anaconda
More like a giraffe
Run away don't turn back, Theres nothin to see
Just all of us laughing
at the rapper you couldn't be.
So turn back go run along
But I'll be back before too long

 

Maybe I Should go Into Detail
Of how how My Words leave a Trail.
I'll Crack Your Back And Leave You Crippled
Or Destroy your rep With something Simple.
I Call it a game Because I played it Before
Fuck The Hosts and the Show,I'll mail some cheats to your door
If You wanted to See some tricks all you had to do is Ask
I'll bend Your ass Over and pull rabbit out Your Ass.

KthxBai

 

yo tgi friday
get the hell off my thread bitch. u can say bye
i dont give a shit. all i wanna do is get high
id fuck u up so bad- ud stick wanna stick ur head up ur ass
can u feel my rhymes now? the rythems or the bass
i dont make all these fuckin rhymes that are crass
but i just wanna say, i was in ur mamas underpants.


DEADED BITCH

rap on!

- sh00tin

 

You saying I'm a typical bitch with a tight pussy
How you gonna judge me when you never seen me
You get what I'm saying kid, quit talking like you're crazy
You ain't nobody, you ain't shit
You just a fucking kid who needs to get decked
You needa spit more lyrics cause you didn't win
I will throw your lyrics out to your recycle bin
You saying my lyrics look like they came off a grocery list
homey think twice cause your shit's like garbage shit

LMAO on the lyrics you spit out
A dumb sythe jerk who thinks he's the man now
Homey, you never held a gat nigga you some sythe freak
A dumb retarted kid who doesn't yet know about his disease
You can't even hang on a 40 homey don't get me wrong
You understand what I'm saying nigga? this ain't a fucking song
You are defeated and anyone can defeat you
So think twice don't make me recorrect you

 

I'm sick of all these raps, and useless posts,
You might as well competed who could type the most.
There's nothing to be seen, and nothing to be said,
By a couple of users, clearly all knuckleheads.
I think that you all better thing again,
Before you post, and when your raps begin.
If you have a bite, then let it be known,
Otherwise, you be needin' grasp some skills to hone.

 

First off, how the f*ck can you call yourself a contender,
I'll take your fruity lyrics and cut 'em up in a blender; just surrender,
If this b*tch wins, you best believe it's a glitch,
Only reason Unb4ann3d likes Ryan, is 'Cause Ryan made him his b*tch,
Sh*t, If I ever met this kid in real life, I'd kick his a** with karate,
Teach this kid a lesson or two, just like Mr. Miyagi,
Don't f*ck with me n*gga, for I gotta short fuse,
Sorry to beat you in your own thread; but n*gga you lose.

 

Insecure about life haunted from the devil around me
Feeling of sorrow the disease still going around me
I can't judge nobody here, cause I don't know who they are
Lyrics I'm spittin is like the impact from a shooting star
I don't go around talking mad trash about people
I keep everything real I keep everything simple
The immaturity from you people is what make me giggle
I bet you fucking faggots are stuck in the middle
My lines aren't useless they're like a bullet going straight through your head
Understand me I don't fuck around nigga so get your fatass back to bed

 

First off Nigga you need to Learn your Grammar
Im Sick and Tired of hearing you Stammer
Your Rhymes are shit And your mom is Easy
I had Her in the back doing the Freaky
Don't get this shit Twisted
Nigga I Am The illest
If You havent Heard I Cook these rhymes in the Kitchen
Im an Extradionary chef,I Leave you scratching and Itching.
Fuck outta My face,Nigga Your whole family bitches
after im Done with you,nigga you gonna need stitches.

 

You guys are getting worse and worse
its now turned into a contest of stupidest verse
like reciting a childhood poem with your pussy rhymes
Exciting// Im goin to destroy your slime
and flush it, make thread sparkling clean
there wont be trace that you been seen
or even heard, your image is blurred
and your bars absurd
like mamma-boy Ryan is only one worth listening to
Bitch if you dont stop posting
- ima starting christening you
in the name Of TrIgga
unbanned to some better days on fridays
you are weak, its my say on my day
with your list of what ass to lick
Put me in and you can suck my dick.

 

*sigh* destroy my slime?? ... Why can't they make sense...

How could you be sayin' that my rhymes are gettin' worse,
I fought you here, and I'll leave you with a curse.
I don't know why you say "destroy your slime",
You'll think again to fuck with me another time.
You say you gonna christen in the name of Trigga,
Think you be holy; Ha! Look at this nigga.
Call Ryan a momma-boy, and me his bitch,
Only in this game, we understand its niche.
Dick sucked? Keep bein' a chubby-chaser,
If you had Pamela Anderson, your dick wouldn't fase her.
What you mean by "its my say on my day",
Only you can win raps battlin' the Unb4nn3d way.
You say image blurred; bars absurd.
I just attacked your face, and won word by word.
You'll think again to say that these are pussy rhymes,
I think you need to go sleep; Baby missed his bedtime.

*How's that? Christ.. and you'll respond with some broken rhyme with no rhythm...
-That's the only thing that angers me about this Thread. So, get owned.

 

I'm so fuckin' fly,
All I ever do is get high,
Don't even try me,
I'll pop a cap in yo ass like i did on his white tee,

Haha, thats all I could come up with for now.

 

Dont come on here with those lame ass rhymes
If you keep spittin like that you'll see the end of good times
Now to move on to another subject of decision
Its my first time postin here but Im evil I spit like a villain
Flow so cold it'll throw ya an ice storm and leave you chillin
that's for reallin' so when you see me on the block with the ice, dont ask to see cause that'll leave the nina sizzlin'
back to the trap and zip locks im sealin
just out here on my hustle tryin to make a killin
so dont hate a boy stuntin on them double deuces spinnin'

 

Visions of a rapper my freestyles are unquestionably sick
I'll ruin your life and fuck you over just like what Biggie did
All you fakeass bitches out there just doing all the talk
Bend down on your knees and praise my 9 inch cock
I ain't that competitive but if you want to strife
I'll get both my hands together and strike you with a knife
Quit spittin flimsy rhymes before I pack my nine
I don't give a fuck whether or not I get 25 to life time
I'll haunt you down till your soul fades away
Overwhelming devil smoking you like an ash tray
These rhymes I spit I choose to endure
Never ending sequence I see you insecure
The involvement in me people see me mature
Till the end I'mma chase you and smoke you forsure

 

You attempt to flow like a beast yet you drip like a leak
get on my level hoe, I'll shoot you up; call me master cheif
when it comes to this rap thing i consider myself my king
change your title ryan, im takin over this ring
if we was to go to war i run with 20 goons deep
packin ak's, nines, and all kinds of beams
beatin down the block with 3 15's
ask your girl about me, she says beezys' a pussy a fien
I'm outa this bitch now, try to get at me
I'll leave you in a puddle of blood, like your swimmin in the red sea


(beezy's my nickname irl btw)

 

See I'm the murderous type, your shit's absurd and you're right
That was the worst verse that I've ever heard in my life
When my words meet the mic, I hear "OHH" every line
The rest of you can't rap, just got to much spare fuckin' time
I thought it was almost time I resigned from this thread, Not yet
Cause Unbanned is actually out here delivering some decent content
I love rappin' on here, there's one thing that's got me though...
As soon as I call someone out they're screamin' "Not me, nooo!"
They come to the thread, think of a rhyme "Of course, that's it!"
When I'm replyin' they're dyin', I know I caused that shit
Read my shit real closely, I give your spine double shudders
So here's my last verse for the night, peace out mother fuckers

 

*You know it.

Private Message read, askin' for an answer,
I guess I'd reply, and here's my counter.
-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-=-
When I think of a rhyme, I know I've got it,
Word by word, here's a devastating fit.
I guess I can rhyme, and I guess I can rap,
I've read your rhyme, and I've found a trap.
Double shudder what, another useless line.
Doesn't make sense if meant upon my spine.
Right you were, content I do deliver,
As my words cut you up, as if you're in a blender.
Make you choke, and rhymes to end,
Welcome to my show, glad you could attend.
My rhymes laid out, and them all golden,
The fat lady's sang, see my album's done.

**I made one that was absolutely amazing earlier, but Sythe had a Database Error and I lost it.
-Yeah, I was pretty ticked off. I decided to try to make another one up, but it's not as good.

 

I'ma brace this rap game, ending future fames.
-tell this muthafucka unb4nn3d that his lyrics are plain

heh.
in case you don't understand, this is rappin.
all that poetic shit you put out there,
for you it ain't happenin.

so now it's time to rhyme, time to spit my flow
time to show yall muthafuckas how this rap game goes

I was once a menace
to this thread, I had an image.
Busting kats like you, on the dot, every minute.

Lyrically tsunamis, crashin waves is a passion --
-for a nigga like to me drown the skills that you've imagined.

Benefits like this, to be the king of this thread.
Gonna take the crown, and get to the top, like I said.

 

The only crown I see is laid upon my head,
Don't you see that I'm the king of above said.
Yeah, right, you "once" was a menace,
The words be comin' out yo mouth, leave you tuneless.
You say that you be crashin' waves, like a passion,
But hey, little girl, here's my lesson.
This ain't your spot, and it's time to go,
You ain't got no rhyme, and you got no flow.
Say my lyrics are plan, now you better watch out,
At least I can spell; I ain't no high school dropout.
You can't break this, because I'm gonna be famous,
Can't say this for you; You too busy playin' with your anus.

 

Your rhymes are lame.
they all look the same.
the only thing easy is to put you to shame.
I don't think your the illest because your rhymes make me sick.
like when your mother tried grabbin my dick.
she's fat, she's ugly, she looks like a whore.
treat her like a dog and shoo her out the door.
bake those rhymes. I'll eat them all.
I'll turn them into shit upon the wall.
the stitches I need will be from busting a gut.
itching my hair from the crabs from your mutt.