Rap Battles - Official Thread

[1 def yeah]

k we have a thing in the UK called grime, it's sort of faster flow and heavier on the beats.

these are a few bars from a uk grime artist that would merk any rapper on the spot.

'I SAW YOUR MUM THAT DAY
SHE WAS ACTING DUMB THAT DAY
I PUT A SNOOKER CUE UP HER BUM THAT DAY
I SAW YOUR DAD THAT TIME
LUCKY I DIDN'T GET MAD THAT TIME
WOULD OF BEEN A LEFT HOOK, UPPERCUT, JAB THAT TIME
MAN SHOULDA GOT A STAB THAT TIME'

You USA lot mught not like it but youtube UK grime and see what you think

 

[I R PENGUIN]

Staring into your window with bloody murderous intentions,
Contemplating on how I will kill you, using which invention,
Break your window with a branch and snatch you up out of your bed,
Then go to the fields and grab a chainsaw from out of your shed,
Pick up the kerosene and lighter as I walk to the scarecrow,
Toss you to the floor cut off your arm then I feast on the marrow,
Grasp a hold of your neck and tie you up to the post,
Then look at your bleeding arm as I act like a ghost,
Dissappear from in front of you and hear your pulse start to quicken,
Then light the fire from behind you as your body starts to stiffen,
Appear in front of you dancing with the chainsaw in my hand,
Put the machine to your head and cut your brains off as planned,
Watch the farm animals feat on your cranium as I take you down from the crucifix,
Then put you back into your bed almost as if nobody knew of this,
Your mother awakens in the morning to find your body was choppered,
Angels did not watch you through this night, you were murdered by your father...

 

[tofurocks]

k we have a thing in the UK called grime, it's sort of faster flow and heavier on the beats.

these are a few bars from a uk grime artist that would merk any rapper on the spot.

'I SAW YOUR MUM THAT DAY
SHE WAS ACTING DUMB THAT DAY
I PUT A SNOOKER CUE UP HER BUM THAT DAY
I SAW YOUR DAD THAT TIME
LUCKY I DIDN'T GET MAD THAT TIME
WOULD OF BEEN A LEFT HOOK, UPPERCUT, JAB THAT TIME
MAN SHOULDA GOT A STAB THAT TIME'

You USA lot mught not like it but youtube UK grime and see what you think

Dude are you trolling?
That is some of the worst shit I have ever read/heard, even worse than when this 11 year old kid I snowboard with tries to rap about CoD.

 

[I R PENGUIN]

Yeah I wasn't gonna say anything, I'd destroy that dude.

 

[Greg]

k we have a thing in the UK called grime, it's sort of faster flow and heavier on the beats.

these are a few bars from a uk grime artist that would merk any rapper on the spot.

'I SAW YOUR MUM THAT DAY
SHE WAS ACTING DUMB THAT DAY
I PUT A SNOOKER CUE UP HER BUM THAT DAY
I SAW YOUR DAD THAT TIME
LUCKY I DIDN'T GET MAD THAT TIME
WOULD OF BEEN A LEFT HOOK, UPPERCUT, JAB THAT TIME
MAN SHOULDA GOT A STAB THAT TIME'

You USA lot mught not like it but youtube UK grime and see what you think

Wow man that is some fucking shit
you havin fun wondering around with a really small dick?
see I aint fucking trying to battle out
but u on the other hand have a bunch of shit coming out of your mouth
What the hell is this shit about that one day
following some parents around and seeing if they would do you for some change?
I aint no good fucking rappa
But itleast i aint been thinking about this while I was in the showa

 

[t i wtf i t]

damn bro,
you a fake ass cat
keep spittin like that
you classified as wack
why dont ye(pause) back ye ass off rap
before ye ass get clapped

 

[The Reverend]

^
Yo, your name is tiwfit,
I dunno why cuz it sounds like shit
You think you can rhyme,
yet you fail every time.
How about you go cry some more,
also, tell your mom I said last night was great, because shes a whore.

Just messin man

 

[▌WeÅ¡ ▌]

^
Yo, your name is tiwfit,
I dunno why cuz it sounds like shit
You think you can rhyme,
yet you fail every time.
How about you go cry some more,
also, tell your mom I said last night was great, because shes a whore.

Just messin man

MF Nims droppin the spot
dead heated popped hot
ready to kill some nigga leave em empty to rot
tellin us you just messin that can get you killed
worse could get ya even-kneeled fucked under your own will
don't act big I hear what ya tryna say
with the play by play nigga i coulda swore you was gay
hatin on a mother cause you empty inside
if you feelin lonely gotta homie in jail ready to ride
you could be the host let everything slide
feel perpetual bliss with a busted nut in your eye
disrespectin tellin another he fails
put a gun to ya fake ass choose your fate heads or tails
put a chain around ya neck feed ya
to them gay niggas at chipendales
play the cards right next time aint no room left to spare.

 

[raange pur3]

All you battle simplistic
While I keep spittin that sick shit
I win from logistics and scripts which are honest depictions
Realistic descriptions, everyone can be a witness
To me slaughtering you bitches packed to the brim, filled with shitness
You see, no one can fathom my talent, endless complex bars
Some went far enough to challenge, so I come back laughing and have 'em
No need to end it with a punchline, coz you ain't even worth the effort
Forget it, you ain't worthy of a mention in this verse, roll the credits

 

[The Riddler_]

All you battle simplistic
While I keep spittin that sick shit
I win from logistics and scripts which are honest depictions
Realistic descriptions, everyone can be a witness
To me slaughtering you bitches packed to the brim, filled with shitness
You see, no one can fathom my talent, endless complex bars
Some went far enough to challenge, so I come back laughing and have 'em
No need to end it with a punchline, coz you ain't even worth the effort
Forget it, you ain't worthy of a mention in this verse, roll the credits

Alright, no need to act all high and mighty
Acting like there's no one to fight
See, I'm better just by comparison
You just a little fag boy that stays after class with Mr Garrison
I spit sick rhymes with ease to squash you fleas
Chock up and start to st-st-stutter ya' T's
In battles you flip flop your shit
Like a limp dick in a bitch
You need a fix, ring me, i got that good shit
Speak to too many folks and you'll end up in a ditch

 

[Designator]

Joined this forum just now to rap and put u all in your place, not guna diss anyone here just rhymin

White kid not from the ghetto,
i aint got no knife or gun,
and i dont like heavy metal,
pardon me for the pun,
but i gotta talent for rappin,
maybe not got the voice tho,
so take ur hands down from ur ears,
so you can listen to my flow,
lyrical my middle name,
hard to beleive,
not here to decieve,
this rap or die,
so we makin u bleed,
i aint no gangster hell no,
i just put on a show,
for the masses of audience,
comin here to hear my flow,
so smooth normally dont write shit down,
its all in my head,
so whoever wants to battle me,
you go right ahead,
but be warned this aint a game,
no jokin either,
ill leave it at that for now,
so ill talk to ya later


PEACE!

 

[Designator]

so i look and i see no reply,
probably scared them off with my ability to rhyme,
rhyme for the ages,
cant spend my wages,
cause im making too much money from my wagers,
bad to the core,
getcha rocking on the dancefloor,
swaying to my music,
u know u cant refuse it,
when that beat comes on,
get up off ur seat and lose it,
make u think to urself,
damn man this tune sick.

 

[Greg]

so i look and i see no reply,
probably scared them off with my ability to rhyme,
rhyme for the ages,
cant spend my wages,
cause im making too much money from my wagers,
bad to the core,
getcha rocking on the dancefloor,
swaying to my music,
u know u cant refuse it,
when that beat comes on,
get up off ur seat and lose it,
make u think to urself,
damn man this tune sick.

Oh wow how hood a leecher of sythe,
he must have his pants below his waste how tight?
Your rhymes are slightly moderate
but you might want to step it up a notch
If you want us members to tolerate it
Just judging by your lyrics
you would think you was hoodin it
But welcome to this thread of wonderless raps
You might as well go head straight to the back
and get in line and try to wait it out
because we got a list of moderators who already doubt.

 

[I R PENGUIN]

Staring into your window with bloody murderous intentions,
Contemplating on how I will kill you, using which invention,
Break your window with a branch and snatch you up out of your bed,
Then go to the fields and grab a chainsaw from out of your shed,
Pick up the kerosene and lighter as I walk to the scarecrow,
Toss you to the floor cut off your arm then I feast on the marrow,
Grasp a hold of your neck and tie you up to the post,
Then look at your bleeding arm as I act like a ghost,
Dissappear from in front of you and hear your pulse start to quicken,
Then light the fire from behind you as your body starts to stiffen,
Appear in front of you dancing with the chainsaw in my hand,
Put the machine to your head and cut your brains off as planned,
Watch the farm animals feat on your cranium as I take you down from the crucifix,
Then put you back into your bed almost as if nobody knew of this,
Your mother awakens in the morning to find your body was choppered,
Angels did not watch you through this night, you were murdered by your father...

Nobody on my level? I'm calling all of you out.

 

[▌WeÅ¡ ▌]

Nobody on my level? I'm calling all of you out.

Originally Posted by I R PENGUIN
Staring into your window with bloody murderous intentions,
Contemplating on how I will kill you, using which invention,
Break your window with a branch and snatch you up out of your bed,
Then go to the fields and grab a chainsaw from out of your shed,
Pick up the kerosene and lighter as I walk to the scarecrow,
Toss you to the floor cut off your arm then I feast on the marrow,
Grasp a hold of your neck and tie you up to the post,
Then look at your bleeding arm as I act like a ghost,
Dissappear from in front of you and hear your pulse start to quicken,
Then light the fire from behind you as your body starts to stiffen,
Appear in front of you dancing with the chainsaw in my hand,
Put the machine to your head and cut your brains off as planned,
Watch the farm animals feat on your cranium as I take you down from the crucifix,
Then put you back into your bed almost as if nobody knew of this,
Your mother awakens in the morning to find your body was choppered,
Angels did not watch you through this night, you were murdered by your father...

A post humorous renaissance rhyming invention
calling for order i resume my actions with intervention
my rouger says yes, my ak47 says send him to his heaven
a lost son put to blaze i am the reverend
snatched up and guttered i put the gun to his head
scream insane before i pop a bullet to the brain
cruelties call for unreasonable actions buried him under the grain
undoubtedly my actions will forever put me in vain
born to kill it was first nature, my first name
dump him in the obituary he's the first in my hall of fame
thoughts hit the heart fierce i let my actions go profusely
tied the noose around the wifes neck for her neglect
worse than before more dangerous than a ships wreck
father forgive me cursed with immortal intellect.
a killer of a killer both minds now intersect.

 

[Designator]

Louis V belt around my waist
this the realist shit boy
have a taste
of everything u missin in ur life and world
like eazy-e just without the jerry curl
hurl you make me throw up with ur raps
sick shit comin out of ur mouth
a bunch of crap
a sack of shit
i just might hit
ur mama
she been beggin all nite sinche i first got on her
rolled twice mothafuck and im still of the bitch
man she a wide load where the fuck she get all a this
but u know wher i got this
from practice and repition
this aint what u got
this what the games been missin

brrrrrrap

 

[t i wtf i t]

bitch shut up stop twitchin,
im enrichin this thread wit me , the rap taction
head position,rippin this shit
tippin it bit by bit ,till i hit the switch,
you dead cant snitch about how you get hit,
by my hot bars ,hot cars, stop ye,
to talk to ye ass an drop ya, pop ye wit my glock 9
designed to make sure the bullet hits everytime
like its a crime for me to ryhme this way

 

[t i wtf i t]

bitch shut up stop twitchin,
im enrichin this thread wit me , the rap taction
head position,rippin this shit
tippin it bit by bit ,till i hit the switch,
you dead cant snitch about how you get hit,
by my hot bars ,hot cars, stop ye,
to talk to ye ass an drop ya, pop ye wit my glock 9
designed to make sure the bullet hits everytime
like its a crime for me to ryhme this way

 

[▌WeÅ¡ ▌]

bitch shut up stop twitchin,
im enrichin this thread wit me , the rap taction
head position,rippin this shit
tippin it bit by bit ,till i hit the switch,
you dead cant snitch about how you get hit,
by my hot bars ,hot cars, stop ye,
to talk to ye ass an drop ya, pop ye wit my glock 9
designed to make sure the bullet hits everytime
like its a crime for me to ryhme this way

Baby boys facing rhyming sublime conviction
smokes my weed feels my rhyme flow his addiction
so pure, so sweet, vengeance with love so obsolete
let the rubble fill his flowless gap with new concrete
feet already sunk in too deep
feels the pressure, feels the timin, feels the heat
heated sweat flows down the head spillin defeat
glock 9, mac 11's likes to pretend no realer than 711
718 southside where i reside
well versed words collide yours grime mine crime
well rehearsed i'm on time lovin it you abide
too ashamed but not enough to hide
real lyrics is where i ride
in shit forum fame is where you lie
enrichin all i see is fake rap bitchin
timely tamed fake rap snitchin
it's a niche, it's a bitch, face scarred for snitches shit..

 

[Magic Arrow]

Hey, yo I never knew snitchin rhymed with snitch
Empty a clip and watch his mood switch
I wasn't down to writing lines tonight
But I saw your attempt at rhymin
Thought to myself that nigga' was lying
If my shit was an album you know you'd buy it
Try it, Pump the speakers to the sky and
You talk a lot of shit for a nigga' playing kids games
Your rhymes like a funk hit from Rick James
What you do in ten lines I do in one
Gimme 5 lines and that motherfucker was stunned
Gimme another 3 lines and that nigger was on the run
Two more lines and that brother was done
And uhh I'm sure you haven't committed a crime
So you already three feet under, long way to climb
Long way to drive, R.I.P Eazy and the alpine
R.I.P Biggie and the dope rhymes
R.I.P Pac, took them three in their prime
Shit, they didn't need to try to shine
So next time, before you post here
Lemme make it clear, I'll tear your a new one
Because damn motherfucker you just got outdone.