Rap Battles - Official Thread

uh oh... uh oh... case back in the game.. yall ready?? your time is up t i wtfit

Im back in action, time to clean up your infractions.
good rhymes you be lackin, my paper keep on stackin'..
Help!..Help!!? im to fly!!!.. if i go any higher, i might crash and die!!
You? the last real nigga? thats a bunch of blabbler.
you're whiter then that rapper...whats his name? Marshall Mathers.
Its.. to bad for you.. im back from my break.
I dont need preparation..ill finish you on the first take..
shit.. ill do it for your mom's sake.
and the next time you wake.. you'll be layin at the bottom of the lake.

 

Got my black tee on, flashin tha hoes
Got the average Joes sayin' as the sayin' goes
"You only amount to as much as you knows"
Take out my Forty Fo', Put it aginst my brain's do'
Should I pull the trigger and end the misery
Or keep my life, see what it could be
The end of my life could be beyond belief
Thinking I can't dig myself deep
But no one can understand me
I'm as complex and beautiful as a coral reef
Tell my teachers to give me relief
Thinkin' I could get their sympathy
And they could relate to me, share some empathy
But we all know it's plain to see
There's no reason to stay in this reality.

 

You rap like you tryin to be a renegade
Stop the bullshit rapping, you aint gettin paid
Tryin to be like nas biggie and pac
Really, you just another nigga bout to get shot
i'ma end ya misery
hand the fo fo
pop ur dead
you was never gon make history

 

Well, its time to put you criminals away..
Since you still want to play.
The detective is back.
and im ready to attack.
A new battle has arisen
and ima put you niggas in prison.
becuse you just dont listen.
haven't you seen the other rhymes of written?
stay away.. don't make defeat you again the next day.
Nigga I'm too ornery.
it'll take the whole world to corner me.
And.. when i die.
it'll put the world in misery.
i never even tried, but i still made history.

 

Tgump you reoken your all that
fuck that your mothers a tramp
blud you wanna come south
ill make your head spin like a ceiling fan
you reoken you've won this game
pfft fuck that the fames on me
ill make your mum jump up and down on my dick
like a dancing pole blud
i fucked your mother in her A-Hole
it was ment to be a laff but it really wasnt that
i raped your mum on the 16th floor flat
fucked your dad over on the 7th floor flat
fucker ur girl on the 5th floor flat
your dads names matt and hes such a fucking twat
blud you aint got bars to clap at back clap at back
you fucking spak

Brapp ill finish u with 16 just like that

 

Fuck the south, you redneck hoe,
I'm back again, and I got the illest flow,
I'm here, to rock all ya'lls worlds,
Cuz all you are is, panzee ass girls,
And who the fuck rhymes flat wit flat?,
57 times, shut up an eat my bat,
Cuz a bat to da face is what you deserve,
For watching gay porn, you sick ass perv,
Go get laid, and find you a chick,
Unless your a fag, and you prefer dick,
And what is this fame, you be spittin about?,
Cuz you ain't shit, so get the fuck out,
Go get into, your little emo corner,
Grab you a knife, and become a mourner,
What was I thinkin? Knives are for steak,
Grab you a razer, and cuts you should make,
But don't cross the street, you might get hit,
Walk down the road, and end this shit,
Stop this shit, you be callin a rap,
Go to google, and find you a map,
And escort yourself, off this thread,
Cuz if you come back, I swear you'll be dead,
Not that I'm one, to come kill you,
But I also ain't one, that is gonna fear you,
This is your warning, to get the fuck off,
Cuz if you don't your gonna get rocked.

MMFCL. (Much Mother Fucking Clown Love.)
^To any 'los and 'lettes.


EDIT: WOOT! 400 POSTS FTW!!!

 

you talkin bout emo's bitch
your probably a rich snitch up to phish this
sad that your a rich bitch and had to snitch this
mods give me infractions a partial fraction of what's goin happen
because lyrically,when i rap people stare at me
cuz my words have meaning like a wise tale story
bitch i aint in this for the glory
i ain't want my name written in storys
all i want is to see your body red and gory
when you talk you always sound horny
i find it corny you dress pimp but when you try do that's anotha story
case closed just got case closed
aint fuckin with rob zombie knowin that he enjoyed eatin his mommy
if silent kidz aint shut up he goin meet a violent kid
as for fauk up well he's just fucked up
riddler can't handle my riddlas so he grabbed his chicken and jacked up


-----
YA APOLOGIZE FOR SPELLING AREAS FOR I GOTSA BAJK FRAM A PAERTY TOKKA ME A WHILE AS I HAS TA USES WORDWAY

 

uh oh zombie tryin to make a name for himself..just another case i gotta close
since tiwfit couldnt finish the job with that weak rhyme.

Time to close another case
my case file is runnin out of space
its a disgrace to this thread that you even showed your face.
i dont need to reply quickly, i do it at my once pace
so pick your resting place..
so you like to kill people on the streets?
ill kill you with my sick beats..
and i'll have you begging for mercy at my feet.
the cycle will repeat.
So sit in your seat and think about your defeat.
case closed....

 

Your a fucking pussy, if you think that that's ill,
Hold on just a minute, and wait til I spill,
I'm the illest mutha fucker, ever to go kill,
Some little pussy shit on a website that's cheating is for real,
And panzee ass bitches like you don't phase me,
Go and call the cops, tell em to come taze me,
Cuz pigs ain't shit, 'cept to you ladies,
Now get the fuck off, and go make babies,
Now if youz a homie and you is down,
Then come blaze wit me, we'll meet in da town,
But if your not then you can fuck off,
And if youz a bitch, you can slob on my nob,
Cuz bitches, they ain't shit,
All they want, is on someones dick,
Now don't get me wrong, this ain't really bad,
Unless it's a skank, that has her a scab,
Now who was it again, that got hella hosed,
By some man-jiz, oh wait it's case_closed.

Word bitch.

 

I do quick replys because im lazy
spit lyrics always and forever irrelevantly crazy
while my lyrics be crazy my eyes continuo to stay hazy
i ain't eva lazy when it comes to reppin
puffin that chronic till the day i take my last breath in
caught you bluffin your back begins to stiffen(pronounce:steph-en)
i catch you grippen a gurl you keep on trippin
i be dippin to my crib take my dick an let it slip in
you refused to step in an let me hit it
-----------
no clue wtf i just wrote. and about i made before i wasn't myself so please understand if it sounded gay you can suck my dick thank you

 

This threads content is on the decent, it's full of trash
Just a bunch of kids pulling one liners out their ass
What you want me to do? I bring it hard to the table
But still ill enough to just pass, up the labels
You work hard for the paper? You slingin' coke by the pound?
I call your bullshit faker, you couldn't pass the first round
The first round's a test, just to separate the best
From the rest, who are simply "Shit-Rhyme" obsessed

Come on, keep it real, there's no need to lie in here
Even your mums is tellin' you "Don't take on Ryan dear..."
You claim you're lazy, so man why you even frontin'?
Like you use Quick Reply cause you couldn't find button
The last time I checked, you had a vagina, am I right?
You musta stuck some seeds in there and grew a dick overnight

You ever played legit? Forget all your cheats and shit
This a rap battle man, yo' there ain't no bots for this
You talk tough man, please don't pull yours guns on me!
Haha, it's hard to believe you with a name like Rob Zombie
I picked you for a faggot, guess how long it took me?
About 2 seconds once I knew you liked Insane Clown Pussy (His userbar in his sig)

*Sigh*

 

ay yo, emcees talkin bout how they carve the beat
man, them bars was weak, they put me half to sleep
ima tell u how i always know i scar the beat
all my beats are jacked, but still remind ya ass of me (australian pronunciation, arrse)
when you hear a beat i rapped on, ur like "AH, that's sweet
but i wouldnt hit it, raange tore it apart with heat"
i'm raange pure, laughin at these half hearted peeps
and drop bars on 'em, man i got more barrs than sheep

man its simple, just like this rhyme scheme
i make guys bleed, if they fuck with my team
why would i do a diss track, with some clever lines B
when i can punch you out, and clean you up with my right knee
right now... im bout to be bigger than spike lee
coz motherfuckers is checkin for me like ID
i'm bout to blow, but not in this rhyme scene
i'm bout to blow in ya bitches mouth, alright PEACE



remember, im australian, so i pronounce shit different

 

Ha, Ryan, I laugh at you tryin' to get a record deal
Cause I don't feel, you got no rap appeal
Sell a Runescape account to pay for meals
Your rhymes are bad, they make me squeal
My raps are flowin', non stop like some 22 inch wheels
After my rhymes, might as well make you my bitch
Dress with booty shorts, sun glasses and heels

Yea, that's the proper attire
Get some guys that'll probably admire
Each session will be bout an hour
Then take the money and give right to my supplier
Get it, flip it, sell it to the block
Make the crack heads flock
Then you'll serve some more people with some hard cocks


Couldn't do much with the second verse .

 

ryan ryan plz dont try to rap
cause when ya do it i wanna take a nap
i bet you get dat shit from reading a book
next tell me so i dont botha to look

 

rob i guess ill have to close you down again.

It seems like your a violent one.
but your to dependent on that gun.
this is only for fun.
but ill keep you on the run.
You want the cops to taze you?
ill use my rhymes to blaze you.
My rhymes are unconcievable, unbelievable, and feasible.
your rhymes are terrible and unbearable.
Stop feeding the fire.
thats only feeding my desire.
I don't wanna make babies
i put in and pull out with the ladies.
But hey rob,your mom can slob on my nob.
she'll deep throat me so hard ill make that bitch sob.
Oh and by the way the sex will be vicious.
she might not have told you, but that was one of her dying wishes.

DEFINATELY NOT MY BEST.

 

*Yawn*

Now you thinking, youz the shit cuz your a so called 'king',
So come up to my level, and and see how I think,
Jus cuz I'm down, with the clown for life,
Don't mean I won't find you, and feed you a knife,
But this shank ain't literal, its a metaphor fool,
Now get off your knees and quit wit dat drool,
Your a twisted crack whore, who wants on my dick,
To me that's sick as fuck, you 12 year old prick,
Now don't cry to your momma, about my kickin flow,
Cuz you ain't the only whore, your momma is a hoe,
She sucked on my cock, yeah, I gave her deepthroat,
Now your mommas such a skank, we fucked on my boat,
And after we fucked, your momma had a croak,
It must've been, from when she took my load,
Of jiz in the face, she's such a disgrace,
She'll fuck me anywhere, and then she will pace,
Pace across the floor, cuz she's a fucking whore,
Now I'll pass back da mic, cuz I'm nice like that,
But if you puss out, you betta not come back.

Good luck.

Of course this ain't your best, nothing ever was,
Cuz your 'best' ain't shit, now listen to me couz,
I know your probably thinkin, that you can still beat me,
Now think again bitch, and go eat some more twinkies,
And i don't mean the kind, you get from hostess,
I mean the kind you suck, when your a man whoress,
Now get the fuck off, this rap battle thread,
Cuz if you don't, then your gonna be dead.

 

Who are you to say who'll be dead or alive
Talkin' to Ryan, thinkin' you'd stab him with some knives
You ain't shit, you rap just as bad as plies
Keep talkin' shit, have you lookin' like you fought a beehive
Cause i'll fly, swoop down into a dive
Unbelievable movement just like the hand jive
Stab you as much as five.

 

HA STAB YOU AS MUCH AS 5
mine be a minium 5 that's why im one of the best
im from the block where we be slingin rocks
and there's no talk just walk
if you had to come thru my block
make sure you run cuz we mug em by the flock
your a bitch you wear high socks ,shoes and high shorts
But know this me and my cohorts
will jump you for sport
and there ain't no way y'cun ignore it
that's why block bitches flourish

 

Lol...

One of the best? What you talkin about?,
Cuz this ain't shit, Now get the fuck out,
I be rollin, wit da eight oh one,
Now take a seat, and listen to me son,
You and your 'cohorts' aint nothin but shit,
Now me and my homies, are hella legit,
We're down for life, til we're dead in the ground,
Fuck wit us, and your face we will pound,
We hustle quick buck, we don't screw wit dumb fucks,
Speaking of which that'd be you couz.

 

Rob claims to hustle, he's on some real dumb shit
put ur tampon back in and get a bra for them tits
coz i'm bout to spit as hard as i can on you bitch
this is real life faggot, this aint no virtual glitch
admit to what you're not, and that's not being hard
don't pretend to be someone besides the person you are
coz real recognise real, and what you're claimin's bizarre

i'm sick of motherfuckers thinking they hood on a forum
the only way you'd be a killer is by killing me of boredom
if i see anyone doing this shit, there's no way ill support 'em
so anybody thinkin of dissing me, take this as a caution
Rob, listen, do u want to know why ur mum shoulda had an abortion?
it's because your influence on this earth is at a very small portion
the way your thinking at your age of ten,
by the age of 18, well..lets hope your dead by then

=O