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Battle the user above you. 10 lines or more to help give the next poster material.

Open it up. Open it up.
Get this blitzkrieg started.

I am an apparition that appears in your nightmares
A beast of demolition creeping at you while you're unaware
Tidal wave retaliating for your every splish splash
I've made a gash with a slash of vigor
Your every thrash makes you look like dinner
Your inner being is a well of pain
Now insane you strain to hobble off
Cuz I've refrained to finish the job
Whoever's next, whoever's ready
I'm the baddest able rapper
You know you're a fool to take me

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You aint got no street cred, you aint go no class
Eminem could whoop yo' ass
Said yo' mama when wes was creepin'
creepin' in the grass tils the owls was sleepin'
She wun hot mama, she my pooh
ooh, wez staid up the whole night long
my girls and boys joined in, wez all our throng
we crept all night , crept a while
i gaves her some green to make her smile
My bro sez he knows prettier women who less money take,
but I loves her like the fat kid loves cake.

( is that the type of thing you wanted? Smile

from Eccles)

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RE:eccles rap battle
DAm, yo chattin out yo ass
ur lyrics are wack lass
My lyrics are like weapons they come in mass
N ur gunna fund it hard to rite me one back
U aint got no lingo
I seen mo intellegence in pingu
N they call me jellyfish Aimz cos ima sting yo
n jellyfish stings need 2 b pissed on to make the pain go
so ill piss on yo for ya, but with ma lyrics ya ho
U cnt spit but damn u gud wen at ya stutta
dnt make me call ur name out n use a cutta

(nout personal, jus some lyrics! lol)
Holla bk man! Cool

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Re: RE:eccles rap battle
youz pretty fly, boi,
youz think ya fine
butTheyz callz ya Jellyfish
coz ya aint got no spine

One looks at me and ya turn to spagetti
Your water gun aint no match for my machete
goes back 2 ya private primary class
u two bit ho, 'fore I pound your white ass.

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Yo Socks, yo' think yo' can rap fine
That's not what I heard on the grapevine,
Yo' fall down on ya words
Yo' jus' treat them like swords
It's you that's like pasta
It's me that's the masta

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Ah yo trip
Yu goin down, dogs

lissen up. lissen up
man, yus musta bin pissin up
I'm the baddest rapper in this game
My lines make others go insane
They so fine
they must be mine

all you punkass wannabe rappers
wit all your fake bling bling
wacked little lines
neva seen the streets or anyfing

Shorties, youd ben beten by cops
crushed like a petal
Give me the props
or feel my metal

Yus thinks you know it all, yu lazy n fat
Keep messin' wit me 'n feel my spiked bat

( Smile

Yeah! I now know how to use google! Yeah! No offense intended + not aimed at anybody, just playin' although I'm no PLaya! )

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You say your the hottest rapper
but u must be talkin bout me
u a punk ass bitch wannabe mc
u flow like a pipe
thats in need of some liquid plumber
my rhymes are so hot but urs theres none dumber
u try to talk gangsta so u say feel my metal
put the hardest thing u pack is a red rose petal
ill stop now cuz my words is to fresh
they hit u like bullets rippin out ya flesh

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Yo words aint fresh they stale like blu cheese
dnt try n battle me, im allergic to u, ima sneeze
u sound like a strugglin frog, ur croakin ya word
wassup dawg? why aint they comin out rite? u slip like lemon curd
arghh, man was that smell.... it aint cheese, its a fuckin turd
I cant be battlin y'all fakers, ima life taker, wipe ur turd with paper
and use the paper to decorate ya homeless wall
this is a battle man, not the holy call
so quit tryin to stall, i cant be doin with yall
So rite a good one bk to me.... but watch you dnt trip like ya words n fall

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<a message from an ex-gangsta that got out of the hood and got an education. Word...>

I's rap in iambic pentameter,
wannabes can't even write no sonnet,
Con it, shoot it, thas all you playas know,
school is whack, cuz you got bling bling to show.
Don't wanna end up in no dead-end job,
you sell crack to kids like corn on the cob.
Gangsta lean, thug life, lookin' for street cred,
no dead-end life for you, just end up dead,
shot by some green, lowlife, uniformed cop,
hold up, stop, maybe by a tight brutha
you thought you knew, you grew up togetha
whateva, thought it was foreva, but
you was wrong, things don't flow in da ghetto,
caught in da life, in da crosshairs of strife.

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I know I'm white
but my rhymes are tight,
I bust out when I'm in a rap fight
so just bite... yo' bottom lip so tight
while I bust a rhyme on yo' ass... fo' the night
you ride just like a cowboy on a saddle
rememba' I aint you in 'dis rap battle
while you drownin' in the lake, doin' da' dog paddle
But you aint know my cold wata'
'cause I gave you a taste of man slaughta'
when we get to our own 8th mile
we gon' get in our own rank and file
run so much we gon' throw up our own bile
just as we dial... our own style... of our revival
but once in a while... we see the emeral isle...
and puerile... we become
Though I know I aint black
and I dont just yack yack
and I aint on crack
I follow the main track
people think I'm wack
and people tell me what to do
and you did it too
but at least right now I aint you.

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bleyrm wrote:

I know I'm white
but my rhymes are tight,
I bust out when I'm in a rap fight
so just bite... yo' bottom lip so tight
while I bust a rhyme on yo' ass... fo' the night
you ride just like a cowboy on a saddle
rememba' I aint you in 'dis rap battle
while you drownin' in the lake, doin' da' dog paddle
But you aint know my cold wata'
'cause I gave you a taste of man slaughta'
when we get to our own 8th mile
we gon' get in our own rank and file
run so much we gon' throw up our own bile
just as we dial... our own style... of our revival
but once in a while... we see the emeral isle...
and puerile... we become
Though I know I aint black
and I dont just yack yack
and I aint on crack
I follow the main track
people think I'm wack
and people tell me what to do
and you did it too
but at least right now I aint you.

Eyo... this guy cant battle
he says he dnt yack yack...
but ima cut him some slak
he dnt got a clu
its like winne the pooh
hes searchin for a few...
lyrics to do, to rhyme a few
and to rite you aint me
cos if u were dese ppl wud see
that u aint to be messed with cos that jus ME
So take ya coat go rite a line
drop me one bk but make it fine
u cant spit, like odd socks sed"i got no spine"
i cudda told yall that wen i droped ma first rhyme
and ima stop it here, so the guy above can start a "revival"
the revival of crapness thru out the nation
the revival of "we cnt battle" for life, CHANGE THE STATION
hes like a broken record"i no i aint black"
GOOD DAWG... but u sed it once... i heard you
And ppl say ur wack.. cos ur fuckin tru
and u only talk sence wid that one line..."i follow d main track"
yup... cos ur on crack, hittin the stacks, speakin ya crack... yo' need a smak!

Holla bk!

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Speakin of Pooh,
He's got more game than you.
Yo rhymes is tight as Eeyore's
fightin spirit's kept him from turnin sour
You say you can rhyme but I've yet to hear it go beyond a parrot barkin out the pop rap playing while you take your shower.
So park it on the hardwood take a listen to this dissin comin down from my tradition.
My lack of inhibition may surprise you
as I invoke sedition
against everything you stand for and everything that you've envisioned.
I'll rip up all your jerseys and I'll mail them to your friends and family.
When even Hornets shirts look red they'll say it's so uncanny that they can't see how a menace struck at thee with wroth and fury's jubilee.
And I will smiteth thee in thine nightmares
And I will smiteth thee coming down the stairs
In a box, with a fox, smelly socks and vocal box
At your house with my crew's glocks
A plague I say of pox, electro-shocks, on all your stock, Molock's worst to feed Baal's thirst for more blood of the living because I'm not even kidding.
I started this thread and every post I will finish it.
The battle's just begun and I ain't even dishin yet.

Dauer

(I can't believe I missed over a page. Don't take me seriously. It's all in fun.)

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bleyrm? u dont affend
stop speaking ur trash or ill smash ur ass back
Y u wana me eminem?
U need 2 walk ur white ass to the end
coz u aint on track i just smacked ur ass all the way back
and the only stoppin u from wishin u were me
is that lill thing called desincy
coz u no im 2 good 4 thee
oh and ive been biting that lip 4 so long
that its bleeding but i aint feeling
coz im thinkin of getin rid of u
SHOO
im the muthafuka u be dreamin
coz im the 1 that took u bak 2 the stonage
wiv the flinestones
but not 4 2 long
u got bak flyin wen u were stonned
so thats my ryhme
just on time
its my 1st 1 fuka
so gimme respect
ill try 2 get beta but shoo ur ass off the SET!

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no disrespect just rapping lol my 1st time lol neva rapped b4

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BuckJoe wrote:

bleyrm? u dont affend
stop speaking ur trash or ill smash ur ass back
Y u wana me eminem?
U need 2 walk ur white ass to the end
coz u aint on track i just smacked ur ass all the way back
and the only stoppin u from wishin u were me
is that lill thing called desincy
coz u no im 2 good 4 thee
oh and ive been biting that lip 4 so long
that its bleeding but i aint feeling
coz im thinkin of getin rid of u
SHOO
im the muthafuka u be dreamin
coz im the 1 that took u bak 2 the stonage
wiv the flinestones
but not 4 2 long
u got bak flyin wen u were stonned
so thats my ryhme
just on time
its my 1st 1 fuka
so gimme respect
ill try 2 get beta but shoo ur ass off the SET!

Did you just finish preschool?
You think you're callin me the fool
Don't campare me to eminem
He's the cancer-causing carcinogen
You listen to too much of him
You might as well confess that sin
I'm not a priest but one thing is true
It's a nation of priests that I call my crew
We've been beaten and battered to ashes and dust
But nobody seems to get rid of us
I'll curse you like God cursed Mitzrayim with plagues
Ages of darkness, the bloodiest days
Death to your first son!
Boils on everyone!
Vermin and locusts!
Flaming hail focused
as blood makes red the sea
But you don't get mercy
I let you survive
To bury your parents
Earth's thirsty for bodies
My shotty's in hand
As I head for your land
Do you not understand
That I rage with my clans
To strike down every man
In your band of Chelm's idiots
Lacking wits must be worse than gassings
So you know what will come to passing
I will end this one more time and mine will be the rap that's lasting.

B'shalom, yo. Peace.

Dauer

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Dauer! Welcome back, I was wondering where you'd gone.

dmoneygangsta wrote:

You say your the hottest rapper
but u must be talkin bout me
u a punk ass bitch wannabe mc
u flow like a pipe
thats in need of some liquid plumber
my rhymes are so hot but urs theres none dumber
u try to talk gangsta so u say feel my metal
put the hardest thing u pack is a red rose petal
ill stop now cuz my words is to fresh
they hit u like bullets rippin out ya flesh

Shorty, YOu've got one thing straight
your rhymes flow from a pipe
you think it's metal and it's got class
but in reality it's called yo' ass ,
Quit bugging me
with yo Sh** sound
or your mama will have ta wipe you
from the ground
like the diahorrea that you spew.

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I hope I haven;t disrupted your session, replying to that was just too tempting.

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no disrepect to dmoneygangsta either, just playing,

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Ok Shortys
Dun Get distressed
im here now get off that guys chest
he didnt no nufin wrong
suked a john
or maybe ate ur dads cock jerked him wiv a sok?
yeh thats 2 u odd
u think ur god
rapping bout jesus
thinkin ur the pplz thesist
well i got 1 think for u
a kik in the big kabootibo
ME AND MAH CREW
we will steal ya shoes
leave ya 4 dead
craked head
nufin left

but ya ded lying carcus
dont start us
coz we will start u bak
even finnish it wiv time 4 me
to go 2 england
france
maybe japan
hav sex with a man
and be home 4 dina
ready 2 cook u
so ill just end this ryhme
no time
ready 4 u 2 reead and bleed
coz u no uve been beaten and baterd
all taterd
nothing left except that guys chest!

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Rappin about Jesus? Fine
I'm the fool and I'm the blind
This viper's gonna strike you down
I killed your god, are you astounded
Bound him bled him raked his skin
Deicide's the game; I win!
I killed your god and now you're next
What is the moral?
That's correct
You're fecked
I'm a hardcore Jew
I make a foo of you
When I put you on the cross
And drive my nails through you
Leave you overnight
then I bury your body
Now you're messin with a crazy Jewish
John Gotti.
My shotty's by my side, my jawbone of an ass too
I'll take you to task and before the evening is through
You'll be in the river swimming with the fishes
So now you know the way I play
and that my rhymes most def are richest.
Peace yo. Shalom to ya motha.

Dauer

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