Rap Battles - Official Thread

I'm glad you decided to step up.

You're the first one ill drop.
You got this train going and it cant stop.
I never flop,even when i was on break i was on top.
I brought a mop..to clean up this thread i'm about to cop.
So you might as well close shop.
Before i make my guns pop.

 

I'm just going to go off top. i wont use any curse words to get my point across


See the mind state change , when your collecting money
never will i make another man take this from me
Your fake friends start to lose interest after a couple grand
Claiming they where whit you when you where hustling ... man..
but they will drop your name if ever came up too chance
God know's these snakes don't deserve a second glance
now the Yellow boy start's rising like the sun
and you can tell that i won whit out mentioning a gun.

- Alex

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TexBDPd5T6A&feature=related

 

Lolz @ sythe.org


You Sadface trollz, and wanna-be rappers.
You post all this shit, yet you're just pixel fappers.

I hate all you thieves, and I hate all you fakes.
I'll punish with DDoS, I have what it takes.

If you so ban me, I warn you, I'll hit.
A 40k B0tnet, you know it won't quit.

 

Even though i ball like i was going through kemo
Your girl telling me im the one so im feeling like neo
Why do you try to ryhme your a wack a-- emo
My eyes kinda low cause i was blowing on that Premo

Seeing as you cant rap ill take you class
what ever ryan said preier to this i bet it was ass (suck)

ill get sythe and Mathew to ride on you all day like ny state fun pass

Home boys stop lieing and keep writing
You wining against me it's like a blind man describing the color lighting
it won't happen!!!!!!!!!!!! even though i rhyme and i keep going in i feel like im breaking god's rules cause every line is a sin

here comes another competitor

 

You're a decent opponent, sorry I really don't check back here much anymore.

You dropped me?
I'm a lyrical epitome,
Lyrically insane,
But not in the membrane,
Cuz i'd rather take a gun and blain you,
I don't do this for fame,
It's purely for fun,
So see this gun?
5 more seconds,
4..
3...
Didn't I say I was an epitome?
Don't watch me count fag,
This rap battle isn't a game of tag,
I used to love Cypress Hill,
But lord knows you're not worth it, chill,
Should I even bother posting this?
God, my raps are filled with bliss.

Amen.

 

You are one of the better people here. And it's cool, i don't check here as much as i did a while back.

Damn, i thought you would have came harder..
You're dealing with an intellectual, someone who is obviously smarter.
But your raps aren't filled with bliss.
Weasel,are you ready for a diss?
Everybody hates you, Like Everybody hates Chris.
And it makes me reminisce about the other kids-
That i destroyed just like this.
But I'll dismiss what you said above.
Because you don't know what you've done.
And I'll miss(my shots)because everybody gets one.
You get a second chance, but don't make it a rerun.

 

I insist I consist I resist I take a twist
as the world keeps turning i take a bliss
i feel like its the end, i feel like drowning in sand
i got an opportunity to make my life perfect
except for now which my life is miserable
i know i try my best but life is like a test
as soon as you give up you try to blame the rest
every moment i take i feel like a got hit by a rake
im knocked down cold, there's bread on the mold
when nothing makes sense the world tries to dispense
when life is a surprise then you looked into your eyes
you see that you are rising in the air, everything is fair
then if life is fair and then you take a share, and then you get a dare
your life is like a bloody mare of resistance of insistence

I don't know if that made sense at all, I just rhymed random words lol

 

You not ready,
You think i'm bad but you just look pottery,
You don't know about me,
Do you not see?
I don't even try when I spit,
Let me take out my pencil, take a lick
of the tip,
Wait no fuck no,
I don't right this down yo,
I go from the top of the brain,
Lyrically insane,
I am the definition of untamed!


Nigga, your dick is lame,
Don't come to me asking for fame,
i'm making to the top,
you drift to the bottom like a rock,
I do it for fun,
You dare pull out your gun?
Who do you think you are, tupac?
I'll shoot you with my glock,
Body hits the floor,
You're whole family is poor,
No dad to bring home the bread,
Maybe you should care for your homestead,
Before you step to a nigga like me,
I don't expect an RE:


, Bitch.

 

Look at this boy tryin' to spit~a~rhyme, this kid best not have hit~his~prime

Cause this rodent's rap is CHEESY, like a pick~up~line!

Don't you know the king~is~me, stay in~ya~seat,

the shit I speak is real, while yours is stuck within~the~beat

It's R~2~Pleasent, angelic flow like I descend from Heaven,

Battlin' you clowns ain't even got a payoff, like robbin' Seven~Elevens!!

You an immigrant to the game, and you forgot~your~papers

So go home and tell your compadres how it felt to get raped by a mod~er~a~tor!!

 

Ha. Time to turn it up a notch.

Stop ramblin' or i will start manhandlin'
Ill rip you kid,just like Richard Hamilton.
My rhymes are damagin' and i don't think you can handle them.
I'll tear you limb from limb,so you better start vanishin'
You're insane but not lyrically, because you've had to much heroin.
You messed your brain up, or quite possibly your brain stem.
You've gone crazy and you belong in a loony bin.
Your rap was embarassin' and you shouldn't bother posting again.
I'll go ahead and start brandishin' because it's obvious you can never win.
You're a one post wonder, but a seven post has-been.

 

2 vs 1..alright R2P, you're up first then.

How dare you call me a rodent!
I put a dent in your raps, you repent,
I start heating up and you start runnin',
I'm not scared, i'm just prepared,
Gats, guns, all the good shit,
I'm a weasel, you tryna get bit?
I suggest you make like a rat and run,
but wait, this raps not done.

raped by a moderator?
to say that, you have to be signing your will,
don't you see i'm ill?
i type at 114 words per minute,
USFine makes your shop look like a gimmick,
you're decent will, i'll give you that,
but it's about time a real rapper gave you a smack,
Don't come back to IRC with your "more rhymes than a clocks got time"
Cuz look at the end of this rhyme, it's signed.

Weasel​

Oh Case, here goes.

I'm contemplating shooting you,
now that i'm obviously a guru,
but you couldn't handle me,
as if you were a key,
with no lock,
wanna see my glock?
i rhyme short and sweet,
but i won't hesitate to make you shriek,
twenty-four seven i make kids run in fear,
so why are you any different my dear?
i'm not sure i even bothered posting back,
because it seems when it comes to raps you lack,
MC Weasel out,
nigga, start to pout.

 

Man all ya is whack//i’ll have u livin on the streets feedin off rats//you fuckin biches ur gonna stitches after im done with u//man u better get out of my way//or else im coming for u while im in my ESCALADE with an AK 47 coming your way//u best talk behind my back cause if i hear u talkin that smack im coming for u wit my gat//
BIIAATCH!!!!!!

 

This kid's off TRACK, text is twisted like his words GOT~SLURRED
Talkin' bout GATS? The only bullet he ever used is in MICROSOFT~WORD!!

Your flow is GROSS, like your rhymes got they PE~RI~OD
Your message is GHOST, got the volume maxed, but I ain't HEARIN'~IT

This kid talkin' bout how FAST~HE~TYPE, Well R2 swings a NASTY~KNIFE
Once his fingers danglin' from the hand, let's see how FAST~HE~WRITE (Boy, Ain't that a GHASTLY~SIGHT!)

Your skills slashed, tried to lift em up through competiton but they still FALL~BENEATH~YA
I'm feelin' bad... I beat this Weasel so hard that I got a CALL~FROM~PETA!!!!!

 

Your gonna have to come harder then that.

To me it seems that your rhyme scheme is basic.
Change it, omit or backspace it.
Your rap screams " I WAS MADE TOO QUICK "
And i deem myself a force that you can't nick
Like Hakeem, I'm a player your defense can't stick.
I'm lyrically extreme and i should be the one to get double teamed.
You must be thick headed...
If you think my sick licks won't leave you shredded.
I hope you're well rested, my decision is vested.
Today my Wesson and you will be wed.
Those bullets you testin' will be forever embedded in your head.
It must be said that it's sad to see the "good" dead.
But this kid caused his own bloodshed.
Instead of leaving the thread..
He covered himself in his own red.

 

Damn , R2 why do you have to kill every one...


I spit that wonder rhymer shit for just me and my conglomerate
Trying to make this paper even if i have be anoymous
claiming to be king but no one is cosigning shit
I'm the black Jesus in the flesh if you want to battle we can even go little more in depth
IF jayz is monster ill give him that
i'm jack the ripper mixed whit a little of adolf hilter
mind so twisted its seems like twizller
Ill stomp on your skeleton and then turn into to jelleton

 

@R2

Aha This guy's really good, yeah... NOT
The only caps he bangs are the ones that come before lock
They call me Babe, cause all I do is hit em' out the park
lights on, clap off, you see nothin' but dark
Get mad bro, let your anger get the best of you,
come to close I bang the tech and light the rest of you
They call me the shit, you ain't nothin' but turds
You want to go ? just remember actions speaks louder then words
I'm so fly, comparing me to you, is like rocks to birds.

 

You thinkin that your cool/smokin weed in a cigar/
Well let me tell you something/that shit, it aint hard/
Now let me get you thinkin/about the x and ketamine/
Do enough of that shit/and you'll start forgetting/
Don't get me wrong/I support to legalize it/
But you aint gifted/jus another kid, who cant legitly spit shit/
Jus another bitch kid/who can throw down some words/
I know some OG's/ that would stomp you on the curb/
Quit talkin on my mom/ leave that dumb ho outta this/
I raised myself foo/I didnt need that bitch/
I know nothing of this closet/you be speakin of/
But if that where you dwell/thats cool wit me couz/
I aint pejudice/against the black or jews/
But if your a faggot/I guess thats up to you.


Word...

 

Talkin' bout BANGIN~TECHS, what kinda lies this kid goin' be CLANGIN'~NEXT?
I tell it like it is, while you sitting at home scratchin' yo ass I be SLANGIN'~CHECKS (KA CHING!!!)

Like Wu-Tang said, CASH~RULES, so R2 make a dash to the bank and STASH~JEWELS
Lucky the kid's efficient, so he got time to jump on the forum and verbally SMASH~FOOLS

You see anger? Son, I KEEP my COMPOSURE, girls askin' the next time R2' goin' be SLEEPIN'~OVER
While the only way this pig ("Babe") get some love is by suckin' off EBERT~n~ROEPER!!!!

So DISREGARD~THE~BEAT, on this forum I'm famous, it ain't HARD~TO~SEE
This clown wants my autograph? Okay, Check your tombstone, I'll sign it R~2~P!!!!!!!!!!!

 

@R2

Just cause you're famous, don't think you're a king
You say you stash checks and get jewels so R2, where is ya bling?

Word, I give it to you, your flow is legit,
but I'm about to shut it down and remove the switch,

See, I light it up, I am the king of this court
Standin' tall in my throne, just me and my torch

I rip dudes and make them things of the past,
I'll get you acquainted with your new neighbor, 72 Inches of grass

I'll tear you up on the M~I~C, give you a real reason to R~I~P
Have you dead like, B~I~G, P~A~C and Eazy-E.

See what you don't know is, I'm a beast like Darth Vader
Your like a erection, Hard now, but soft later.

Please I got jewels, you don't even know what I pack
Here's a condom, I figured you should dress how you act.

 

Please tell me R2// wut you know about a fam//
Cuz as far as I'm concerned// you don't bang either man//
Speakin of 'composure'// foo you iz a straight pozer//
Some little rich fuck// that i'm likely to bend over//
Bend over-break your back// but don't have a heart attack//
Go get some street smarts// then i'll gladly welcome back//
Jus cuz you can spit// dont mean that its got meaning//
Have you thizz for weeks straight// bought a jar and kept on thenin?//
Now I've seen kids spittin// thinkin they're the "shiznit"//
But they all jus snitches// little richie bitch kids//
These foo's aint gifted// they need to grow up wit da quickness//
R2's a prime example// of someone who can spit//
And post up on a forum// But that hasn't been through shit//
Now i can relate// to most the problems of life//
Whether it be lost ones// or contemplating wit a knife//
But look at R2// this nigga makes me laugh//
All i need is my fist// go ahead an use yer gatt--