Rap Battles - Official Thread

[Magic Arrow]

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,

Are you serious, I was expecting some tight shit.

My reply.
The way you was Hyping yourself up had me sweating
Though you had some serious shit like an armageddon
Thought you was gonna kick my ass like an armed asian
I aint playing boy, you entered this thread like killjoy
Like a nigger looking for a thrill in illinois
I'm makin' noise, you callin me a cracker? you saying i cant rap
Lemme make it clear that I'm a doper rap, and that im blacker than a black cap
I aint even done muthafucker
stare down my gun motherfucker
Play like a barebacker, I know your type
Blow my blowpipe, Believe the hype
I keep sending you away and you keep coming back
This shit is warlike, I'm wonderin how much more you can take
My rhymes are ghostlike, don't come back for your sake.

 

[xFloaTeR]

Are you serious, I was expecting some tight shit.

My reply.
The way you was Hyping yourself up had me sweating
Though you had some serious shit like an armageddon
Thought you was gonna kick my ass like an armed asian
I aint playing boy, you entered this thread like killjoy
Like a nigger looking for a thrill in illinois
I'm makin' noise, you callin me a cracker? you saying i cant rap
Lemme make it clear that I'm a doper rap, and that im blacker than a black cap
I aint even done muthafucker
stare down my gun motherfucker
Play like a barebacker, I know your type
Blow my blowpipe, Believe the hype
I keep sending you away and you keep coming back
This shit is warlike, I'm wonderin how much more you can take
My rhymes are ghostlike, don't come back for your sake.

blacker then a black cap?, dawg you serious your shits wack.
you sound like the type to get smacked flat, a nigger
with a weak rap. talk about hyping himself man thats something
else you're acting like you're harder then a crip your self.

Lyrically you aint shit to me, i'm burning you like it was the 3rd degree
realistically you're a wack mc, i'll leave your stomach churning from these rhymes you see. Ghostlike? you're rhymes are just easy to roast on the mike.
acting like you're from the hood shoutin "nigga stole my bike!"
now don't hate me just cause my flow is tight, just
listen, you might learn how to write.

 

[Ryan]

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.

I wouldn't get too accustom, stealing can become a bad habit,
You takin' dick like a fagot, you just a wanna b-rabbit, (Wannabe rabbit)(ohh shit)
And I'm attackin' the fact, you fagots can't fathom my fury,
It's nothin' to me, I give the verdict like I'm the judge and the jury,
So you wanna be like the movie? Shit, you'll be training for awhile
You should know going the whole 10 yards doesn't get you to 8-miles(O-M-G)
Aight,so maybe stealin' aint your thing, you should stick to singin hooks,
Because there ain't no such thing as half way crooks

 

[Magic Arrow]

blacker then a black cap?, dawg you serious your shits wack.
you sound like the type to get smacked flat, a nigger
with a weak rap. talk about hyping himself man thats something
else you're acting like you're harder then a crip your self.

Lyrically you aint shit to me, i'm burning you like it was the 3rd degree
realistically you're a wack mc, i'll leave your stomach churning from these rhymes you see. Ghostlike? you're rhymes are just easy to roast on the mike.
acting like you're from the hood shoutin "nigga stole my bike!"
now don't hate me just cause my flow is tight, just
listen, you might learn how to write.

New boy emcee, go experience more before you battle me
Because when you rap there's certain ingredients you need to add to rattle me
scat like cattle, your flow is flat and aint worth this combat
My skill was given at birth, my raps are felt from Perth to Brasil
My swagger is greater than earth, Your raps are worse than dirt
You're feelings are hurt? When you entered this thread there was an a-double r - o alert
it's reversed, I thought I was cursed and I was worse than the worst.
Now I got my converse, spittin verses and only settlin' for first.

 

[DJ Swagner]

your flow is terrible Magic.

 

[Magic Arrow]

your flow is terrible Magic.

Bro so far you've posted one verse and it was something that a 12 year old could do. Stop bitching.

 

[Fuejiin]

New boy emcee, go experience more before you battle me
Because when you rap there's certain ingredients you need to add to rattle me
scat like cattle, your flow is flat and aint worth this combat
My skill was given at birth, my raps are felt from Perth to Brasil
My swagger is greater than earth, Your raps are worse than dirt
You're feelings are hurt? When you entered this thread there was an a-double r - o alert
it's reversed, I thought I was cursed and I was worse than the worst.
Now I got my converse, spittin verses and only settlin' for first.

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Your flow's still comparable to a slut's pussy; make your flows tighter
Blown you out with remarkable ease like you a Goodyear tire
It took about a couple seconds to type this; not an all-nighter
I stay punishing punks with perfected, penetrating power
Exerted through my lyrical bullets; I've finaled many a hour
You're "just another victim" like I'm Taz, hope you pay attention
Learn up, son: this is how you mow down the competition
This is how you knock fools off from their high horse
But, this lesson here is "beginner"... not ready for the "advanced course"
So, keep at it, and maybe one day you'll be ready to challenge your father
Until then, treat you like a kung-fu flick: "Not ready, grasshopper"

 

[Zak_rs2]

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.

I said nothing because i had nothing to say
But now you've started i guess, i'l play
Flows not great right now, its been a while
But still atleast im not quoting Lines 8 mile
So hit me back if you wana spar
I'l eat your lines and spit them back harder bar for bar
its your choice how you wana react
Or you can decide to re-tract
the statement while you've still got some dignity in-tact


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:laugh: Not great but meh

 

[Magic Arrow]

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Your flow's still comparable to a slut's pussy; make your flows tighter
Blown you out with remarkable ease like you a Goodyear tire
It took about a couple seconds to type this; not an all-nighter
I stay punishing punks with perfected, penetrating power
Exerted through my lyrical bullets; I've finaled many a hour
You're "just another victim" like I'm Taz, hope you pay attention
Learn up, son: this is how you mow down the competition
This is how you knock fools off from their high horse
But, this lesson here is "beginner"... not ready for the "advanced course"
So, keep at it, and maybe one day you'll be ready to challenge your father
Until then, treat you like a kung-fu flick: "Not ready, grasshopper"

Red Rum, grab ya by ya neck demand respect
On the run, one step here two step there
If I'm a blown out tire than you're just the spare
In the back, all out attack
You say you're flows tighter I say it's 6 inches wider
Full-fledged rider, homie go retire
Arrow the king Fuejinn the liar
This took me minutes to write, seconds to ignite.
Moments to delight, instantly tight
tonight, I'm like the Bolt of rap.
I'll be collectin my trophy you'll be on the first lap
You're trapped, I'm strapped, it like the worse secret kept
a - double r - O runs this thread, it's not hard to accept.
Go back to poetry, try and find a word that rhymes
It aint a crime, this time my lyrics were just sublime.

 

[▌WeÅ¡ ▌]

Red Rum, grab ya by ya neck demand respect
On the run, one step here two step there
If I'm a blown out tire than you're just the spare
In the back, all out attack
You say you're flows tighter I say it's 6 inches wider
Full-fledged rider, homie go retire
Arrow the king Fuejinn the liar
This took me minutes to write, seconds to ignite.
Moments to delight, instantly tight
tonight, I'm like the Bolt of rap.
I'll be collectin my trophy you'll be on the first lap
You're trapped, I'm strapped, it like the worse secret kept
a - double r - O runs this thread, it's not hard to accept.
Go back to poetry, try and find a word that rhymes
It aint a crime, this time my lyrics were just sublime.

The rhymes fickle hard with the thoughtless rap goons
picking at the top of the tree like fake hustlin baboons
the biter and the fighter of an empty cocoon
with posters of the leaders he'll never be in the room
diggin the hole ready for his own tomb
life already settled as he came out of the womb
the decade and the past sparked with a boom
origination correlating we hope it comes soon.
with these ghetto grimes and thoughtless minds comes doom
biting hard for a better way to make their rhymes bloom
the ghetto fab rebel on the rise continues to consume
get your head checked because your future's lookin gloom.

 

[Arya]

The rhymes fickle hard with the thoughtless rap goons
picking at the top of the tree like fake hustlin baboons
the biter and the fighter of an empty cocoon
with posters of the leaders he'll never be in the room
diggin the hole ready for his own tomb
life already settled as he came out of the womb
the decade and the past sparked with a boom
origination correlating we hope it comes soon.
with these ghetto grimes and thoughtless minds comes doom
biting hard for a better way to make their rhymes bloom
the ghetto fab rebel on the rise continues to consume
get your head checked because your future's lookin gloom.

Wes, sorry to say, but your raps is whack.
Cliche flow, you're about to have a heart attack.
No, let me stop. I'm really 'bout to steal off on this kid.
Sorry to burst your bubble, but you're awful. You're shit.

Your rhymes make no sense.
Your dazed. I'm focused.
Marrow left you in the dark.
I'll show you the light; No glow sticks.

I guess I'll give you a taste, so you know, don't test this.
I'm on some mystical shit. You can call it majestic.

Better listen to the oldfags, they know who to mess with.
Look, you're over. I'm interfering, like Kanye West did.
Mods said my rhymes were too illegal, so I got arrested.
But now I'm back, hard as ever; time for shit to get hectic.

 

[Magic Arrow]

The rhymes fickle hard with the thoughtless rap goons
picking at the top of the tree like fake hustlin baboons
the biter and the fighter of an empty cocoon
with posters of the leaders he'll never be in the room
diggin the hole ready for his own tomb
life already settled as he came out of the womb
the decade and the past sparked with a boom
origination correlating we hope it comes soon.
with these ghetto grimes and thoughtless minds comes doom
biting hard for a better way to make their rhymes bloom
the ghetto fab rebel on the rise continues to consume
get your head checked because your future's lookin gloom.

Deuce Deuce, have ya seduced like a black cobra
Nas's illmatic was a magic spell like abra kadabra
You beat one rapper another claims he's doper
Dice his throat from far, like some kind of homicide remote.
This aint a joke, light the fire and provoke the smoke.
Messin with danger, messin with a lyrical baby gangster
You used the same rhyme for 12 lines
Talk about new, for me after 3 is a curfew
Doom, gloom, consume, you forgot june, moon and a wack tune
Go home, learn and maybe one day you can make a return
I'm just concerned next time it'll turn the turn and burn the burn.

 

[FloydZeppelin]

. . .

Man fuck these bitches. Ima spare everyone here but this bitch ^
I'll stretch your fucking nuts and tie them to a trailer hitch, bitch.

Whatwhat

 

[DJ Swagner]

Wow lol. That was pretttyyy... Gay.

 

[God Father]

Deuce Deuce, have ya seduced like a black cobra
Nas's illmatic was a magic spell like abra kadabra
You beat one rapper another claims he's doper
Dice his throat from far, like some kind of homicide remote.
This aint a joke, light the fire and provoke the smoke.
Messin with danger, messin with a lyrical baby gangster
You used the same rhyme for 12 lines
Talk about new, for me after 3 is a curfew
Doom, gloom, consume, you forgot june, moon and a wack tune
Go home, learn and maybe one day you can make a return
I'm just concerned next time it'll turn the turn and burn the burn.

You call that a rap homie, lets do it

Now lets get back on track, sittin in the room its fucking small like a buddha shack. Rap again life ull lack, Can't even breathe like an athsma attack. You tell me after 3 its a curfew, its after 3 go inside before i merk you. Look in the window with your brother you kissin, now listen. im about to start the dissin.
Look my way while im smoking pass the blunt and im tokin. Gimme the leaf, You fucking got beef? ill crack ur skull eat you up, got brain in my teeth. Bout to die say a word and ill reply, last breath take it deep, close your eyes, Beep beep. You flatlinin its bad timin, You just wrote a rap now your bitch ass is dien. Told you not to fuck with me i aint lien. Stronger then a tour bus roar like a lion. Now watch as i sit back and count my bread, You just got told get out this THREAD

 

[raange pur3]

.............

 

[raange pur3]

shit, i triple posted.. sorry guys

 

[raange pur3]

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.,

Never in my life have I claimed to have "wasted clips"
Save it bitch, coz I'm gunna have to erase you quick
I'm far from what you described me in every single one of ya lines
Sorry I'm not like you and say rhymes to let people know ya makin crimes
Everyday of ya life, this is pitiful shit, you're all the fuckin same
You need to get it through ya brain!
For the last time, You don't know what it's like to run a gang!
Hip hop is alot more than spittin about guns and drugs,
Stupid fucks like this cunt abuse the art of rhyme and fill it with talk-tough
This whore sucks, I'ma teach this kid a lesson
But it won't be as exciting as the time you saw a man's erection
No question, I'm deckin this bitch and wreckin his scripts
I'm not european, This shit ya seein' are pure Australian spits
Makin lyrical hits, cross this lame off my list
Go on and try again, I can never resist a bitch waitin' to get dissed.

 

[Magic Arrow]

You call that a rap homie, lets do it

Now lets get back on track, sittin in the room its fucking small like a buddha shack. Rap again life ull lack, Can't even breathe like an athsma attack. You tell me after 3 its a curfew, its after 3 go inside before i merk you. Look in the window with your brother you kissin, now listen. im about to start the dissin.
Look my way while im smoking pass the blunt and im tokin. Gimme the leaf, You fucking got beef? ill crack ur skull eat you up, got brain in my teeth. Bout to die say a word and ill reply, last breath take it deep, close your eyes, Beep beep. You flatlinin its bad timin, You just wrote a rap now your bitch ass is dien. Told you not to fuck with me i aint lien. Stronger then a tour bus roar like a lion. Now watch as i sit back and count my bread, You just got told get out this THREAD

Godfather..it seems bizzare to me.
That you calling yourself a wack MC
Quit talkin bout tokin and merkin
That shit makes me go berserk
Lose control, oh, I'm on parole
Murdered a nigga on the day of the super bowl
You can be next, whatcha expect
Comin into a thread with a killa and a bunch of rejects
Peace check, all out warfare
You're as small as a floor hair
Nobody gives a fuck that you gone
Cut lawn, earn an honest buck
Pure luck you got the chance to be starstruck
Now you shamed, Get on the plane and go
25 other nigger tried and not one matched my flow.

 

[▌WeÅ¡ ▌]

Godfather..it seems bizzare to me.
That you calling yourself a wack MC
Quit talkin bout tokin and merkin
That shit makes me go berserk
Lose control, oh, I'm on parole
Murdered a nigga on the day of the super bowl
You can be next, whatcha expect
Comin into a thread with a killa and a bunch of rejects
Peace check, all out warfare
You're as small as a floor hair
Nobody gives a fuck that you gone
Cut lawn, earn an honest buck
Pure luck you got the chance to be starstruck
Now you shamed, Get on the plane and go
25 other nigger tried and not one matched my flow.

25 other nigga tried and died
what to expect?
blast this nigga in full effect
no wait thats incorrect
vexed to the max some nigga needs to be wrecked
pivotal miracle hit it hysterical
linguisting it mystical, pioneering it lyrical
my nigga's calmin me steadily
if you wanna go for real we can hit it heavily
they got my back stitched motherfuckin MVP
rock my shit put it to blaze like TnT
i see your fake shit nigga i aint impressed
put your rap flow shit nigga put it to rest
stop the flow of shit outta ur mouth sayin u the best
you far from the top nigga im watchin from the crest
you just the baby bird watching from the killa's nest.
adjust your pussy nigga that shits lookin tight
no pussy like dat looks like it's ready for the fight
hysterectomy could get that shit fixed
but the bitch in you likes the licks
and the insermountable flow of dicks
come on slick rick you can take a bite
blast my cannon leave ya empty of sight
kiss it good you're my bitch tonight
we can go warlike like farenheit 911
just about as warlike like 711
fake niggas still shootin from the heavens
you can be the taliban and i'll be the white man
have you eatin cooked shit blown from the holy Qur'an.
have the whole crowd watching only words... "danm..."
not even gonna finish cuz i dont give a danm
not the average lyricist
not even average lyrically
but i told the truth cuz
i'm half-hearted spiritually.
plain and simple, reply but i wont care, i'm done..