Rap Battles - Official Thread

this is at wes


tryin to sound like you kno your rap
but i can also tell you that you sound a lil bit wack
talkin bout the crack addict i kno tht shit my friends are proof of tht
they missin they front teeth and i still think they'd do better then that
so cat when you catch me on the lyrical
dont act hysterical
tht no show lyrical is something real so i guess its a miracle.

 

Ima admit it was a bit wack, but can't waste breathe on that..

Feelin like you can see right through me
no lyrical used my own words against me
you bring the affinity of epitome with your gay obscenity
tryna hit me quick and drag me down
once lost but now lyrically renowned
the difference between us is once lost but i was found
leave ya dyin in the gutter like a battered up hound
leave ya drippin from the mouth quick bitch don't make a sound
i've said it once before and i'll still kill for the crown
no bitch will last as long as i'm around
i don't like to brag but confidence is what we need
your critical acclaim is what continues to amplify me
i wasn't born from no ordinary seed
on these fake ass nigga's is where i'll continue to feed..

 

The Game - No Winners 'Ere

 

bro you cant rap
im bumpin the real you bumpin the wack
and with that sit back
chug my 40oz O-E
now im drunk and the crowds feelin me
clrealy im winin, you scarcely hear me cuz ur hearts beatin fiercly
cuz wack manuscript crap dont have a comeback to the shit i pack
so nigga dont trip an when u gotta spit dont miss try an spit back.

 

heh, motherfucker you know who you messin with?
sit back, light a blunt and enjoy this diss
I know you gon be feeling this shit
got you hooked like I'm reelin in this fish
she's a winner, and I'm a sinner
don't deserve shit but to be denied
but im eyes wide, goin worldwide
far away from the town i used to reside
Got a ride, flats wheels, full-fledged automobile
What I do you cannot equal
I bet you just waitin for my sequel

 

woah bro stop scarin me
stop actin shit tough guy i kno your scared of me
unprepared for me an my lyrics of obsanity
prospering the profanity
when u dont spit back an decide to just stare at me.

 

promised you a sequel and now ima deliver
The sinner is back and his hungry for his dinner
you're the main course, and im extreting my full force
No remore, no regrets, a G dont to that shit
to proud to admit, to strong to submit
my spit is superior to all your shit
and remember that, pac died because of our sins
but hes still respected from brooklyn to berlin
And biggie was dopest shit you'd here in the atmosphere
the pionere who had to perservere with all the shit far and near
I miss you pac and a miss you big,
I know you hearin this remark in heaven, or in hell god forbid

 

This is to everyone:

Just cause you rhyme words doesn't mean you can rap for real,
Fuckin' chill, internet rhymes require no skill,
It's not a competition who can act the fuckin' hardest,
5% of you faggots are real and the rest are just retarded,
Just because you smoked a joint doesn't make you so much cooler,
It just means your fucking lungs are gonna fail on you sooner,
Don't say you're gonna shoot someone, that's just fucking stupid,
Like, no one on the internet has ever failed as hard as you did,
And lay off the mum jokes, that shit was over like a year ago,
And if you fucked someones sister, cool, I don't wanna hear it though,
It doesn't make you less gangster if you can remember how to spell,
And while your fixing that, add a bit of punctuation as well,
Don't keep telling me you're not scared, I already fucking know,
You're on the other side of the world, I'm not standing outside your window,
And if you see me face to face, don't tell me you're mad about what I said,
Cause I'll probably burst out into laughter and tell you to get over it

Peace.

 

Not bad.

At Ryan:

I'll spell my words how I want to muthafucker
Remember I'm established and you're still an entrepreneur
Yeah you were good once, and I mean were
I dont wanna cause a stir, I just wanna make it understood
You still got your flaws, and I'm still runnin this hood
I'm still havin fun and yeah I do weigh a ton
but big pun did too,
If you could read my tattoo
It'd tell you how to succeed, tell it to your crew
Spell it to your son, protect him from a life of guns
cause my life happened before it had begun
But I closed the door and i dont sell crack to the kids no more
I excel at puttin arrogants guys like you in place
what? you saying that shit we sold you was laced?
sorry no refund or replace, just face it
embrace it, I'm the ace of this pack and you're the dope they call the joker
and I know you said you didn't wanna hear this but your mama, yea i poked her
25th floor penthouse, I was the boss and yea, she was my girl
Baby brother coming your way, Ryan
Still way behind, but thanks for tryin.

 

just cuz you spell right dont make you any better
an just so you kno ima hld ye to every letta
i aint gonna sweata-bitch thinkin he betta
so nevva eva eva step to the better-
battle rapper-cracka nigga i aint that
i aint white an i aint black
with that said gotta tell ye
your rappin feel is dead
so tommorow mornin dont wake up .. stay in bed.

 

All of yall fucking suck, ONLY legit rap i seen in here is by Ryan, and hes true. "I'll spell my words how I want to muthafucker
Remember I'm established and you're still an entrepreneur" Worst lines ive ever heard, they dont rhyme at all.

 

They weren't meant to mate. And until you post a couple of lines, you're worse than everyone in this thread.


Directly at your dumbass:

Dj Swagner, claims he's wacker
than the arrow, but he aint shit but an actor
bout to get dissed in the air
a-double r - o causin u despair
Hold your applause, I'm still pointin out his flaws
When I say shit aint real i say it cause i can
Proved myself from the USA down to Japan
Im in the heat like everyday
and today was a good day in the streets
So dont compete, I'm complete
I dont want a repeat, be gracious in defeat.

 

I would destroy your weak shit, but I need a beat. If you get me one I will put you to shame.

 

How ironic? you smoking on the chronic, i like justin beiber but your fucking hooked on it,
Runescape fag how typical, Your flow is fake who you going to listen to?,
Karma is a bitch when she hits back, your flow is garbage lets put it in a bag.,
Post count isnt shit so lets get that straight, you act metrosexual on your first date.,
Ill rip your head off turn it inside out put it down your throat and hear you make the gagging sounds.,
You wont put cash up cause you fake, a bitch with no hormones? A transvestite.,
Call me a faggot in my face you wont get far, ill put a bomb in your car hear the beep than your whole crew is gone. ,
C'mon Octo mom.. ill beat your bitch till her pussy is black and blue then gone.,
Am i wrong to attack back? i retaliate till theres nothing left only scars on ya back.,
Im a fucking beast no time to react only 1 second then your whole world gone black.,
Im fruity? your the poster boy you wont do shit europe isn't a real place you scum bag bitch.,
you dream big dreams but dont do shit, ill respect you more if you didnt use Runescape in every word you spit.,
Girls you dont get, you dont waste the clips, your a nerd that plays runescape while jacking off your tip.,

 

Heard of youtube? It's been 5 hours, I aint your bitch. Get your own beat.

 

youre just a internet fag named Magic Arrow,
Youre dick is small and its narrow,
Bow down to me, call me your pharoah,

Youre internet words mean nothing to me,
You think youre some type of Online G,
Youre whiter then the whitest, which i cant see,
"Youre gonna knock me out" ill bust a cap in your knee,
Ill teach you freestyle for a one time fee,
if you werent a imbred i would do it for free,
I dont do it for the fame, i do it for the glee,

 

That was really good lol.

 

u cant come up w/ shit?

1, 2, 3 and to the 4
1pac, 2pac, 3pac, 4
4pac, 3pac, 2pac's, 1
Your Pac, he's Pac, No Pac's, None
This guy aint no muthafuckin MC
I know everything he's got to say against me
I am white
I am a fuckin bum
I do live in the trailer wit my mom
But I know somethin about you
You went to Cranbrook, that's a private school
This kidz a gangsta, his real name is Clarence,
and Clarence lives at home w/ both parents
and Clarence's parents have a real good marrage.
This guy don't wanna battle, he's shook
Cuz ain't no such things as Half Way Crooks!
He's scared to death,He's scared to look
At his fuckin yearbook, Fuck Cranbook
Fuck a beat, I go acapella
fuck a trailer fuck everybody
Fuck yall if you doubt me, I'ma piece of fuckin white trash I say it proudly
And fuck this thread battle i don't wanna win
Here, tell these people after me, tell them sumthin they don't know about me




pop it.

 

^ 8 Mile much? Lol.

 

Stealing shit from 8 mile?
Dude, you can't be mental.
But it's cool. Rap boss is back,
and war is my instrumental.
I'm mental, you're not.
It's simple.
I'm simply like a menstrual.
Blood on my dress,
From the fakers,
I shot when I was just little.
A lil' tike doing what men do.
A sniper up in the window.
My bullets spell out Jacinto,
'Cause Gears of War is what I'm into.
But it doesn't matter.
I'm done,
Better call the mods for what I said,
Cause rapping alone doesn't work.
I'm killin' ya'll on this thread.