Neverending Rap Battle

There's a lot of guys who do that! Look up more stuff by eyedea and also sage Francis is a guy I feel you would enjoy

Thank you for sharing.

i think i either have the art of lyrics down to a tee or im jusst fuckin lucky with my weird ass flow cause i just rhymed the words "up" and "good" together.

It is amazing what can rhyme together when your felling good.

damn right homeslice. ill post what im writin in a jiffy or a skippy..

JIF AND SKIPPY PEANUT BUTTER MAphUCKA

1st verse
failure, and hatred and fakin, fear of inefficacious adds to
a ravished dude, with half a fuse, and an attitude of actin rude
i withstand the truth, dont want the cat loose, dont wanna go back to recluse but my
hearts in tact, im drawn to rap, lost and traped, forced in a dark box
cause at times i cant think out of it, in a hard spot, waitin for the ball to drop
i needa new year, i need to think clear, and drinkin beer
aint gonna make it better, bicardi and grain, tryna party it away
cause the thought of not succeeding is hard to break
down into reality, at home lookin at my reflection and my washin my face
is all it takes, for me to jot down my thoughts on page, clearin it all away
never been a martyr no way, my heart is at stake
if you brought up my fate i'd step farther away
cause my life is in my hands i dont need no one to tell me where i stand
if it wasnt for rap than, i wouldnt be a wise man
cause my shell would still serve as visor man

HOOK
what i wanna do in my life, is what i wanna do in my life
i dont need ya input, i dont need ya highlights
i dont need you by my, side, i dont need no guidin light
what i wanna do in my life, is what i wanna do in my life
wantin to sit in the limelight, just tryin to get my lines right
i can do this myself with paper, when i write it just helps the anger

2nd verse
they say dont judge a book by its cover, maybe ya'll should abide by it once
and you can start judgin me by this first chapter in my life, all you want
i dont give a WHAT, ill just throw my middle finger up
hit a hitter, then sip some sips of liquor then its good
maybe im to much in the bottle, livin by the Biggie motto
cause if i said i meant it, not no menace by it hell its
feelin like im throwin pellets and they comin back as slugs
gettin attacked by irani and iraqi thugs, ive had enuff
this anger makes me wanna smash a slut, bash her up
till she cant sit up, cause girls have been problems, its very difficult
cause bitches will be bitches, and thats why im so stereo typical
but it helps to get me off when i write, but ya'll think its vivid though
cause if i say i wanna hit a hoe, ya'll act like no one else has ever said it before
its just part of the art of hip hop, its what we say, what we do
and if your offended by what i say, whoopdy fuckin doo, **** you

HOOK
what i wanna do in my life, is what i wanna do in my life
i dont need ya input, i dont need ya highlights
i dont need you by my, side, i dont need no guidin light
what i wanna do in my life, is what i wanna do in my life
wantin to sit in the limelight, just tryin to get my lines right
i can do this myself with paper, when i write it just helps the anger

3rd verse
and as pace back in forth in front of these mirrors with tears justa floodin my eyes and
feelin like runnin and hidin cause of the fact that
everyone sayin that you lame, that ya **** is so fake
and maybe im bias, maybe i lie just to get ya attention
i dont need ya two cents, on my lines i dont need you to chime in
but if ya dont like it, then just dont buy it but if you critizize it
then thank you for fillin my thoughts and ideas in yo ears
and its clear that im feirce just beccause i wish i was big
im on the brink of insanity, on the edge of this balcony
lookin down at a canopy, hopin my weight breaks it
so i can splatter the pavement, i just wish i could make it
i just cant take it i will release all the anger and all of the hatred
just to make a statement, just to justify the hatin
i think im fadin, im drained, goin insane
these thoughts keep toyin with my brain, im in pain
everyday feels like im changin, gettin older, and ancient, never gonna be the same and

HOOK
what i wanna do in my life, is what i wanna do in my life
i dont need ya input, i dont need ya highlights
i dont need you by my, side, i dont need no guidin light
what i wanna do in my life, is what i wanna do in my life
wantin to sit in the limelight, just tryin to get my lines right
i can do this myself with paper, when i write it just helps the anger


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NtaS47nbDqI&feature=relmfu

**** the world, **** what they think, **** what they see, **** what they say
**** everything today, and tomorrow, yeah thats how it goes

put it up, put it up, put it up, hold it up to the sky x3
this is why i am who i am, this is how i am, this i why i rap, lemme see them fingers

VERSE 1 0:25
fingers to the sky, lemme see um
lyrics so deprive, thats why i read um
on a rage, fucked in the head?
nah lady i was born this way
think im pissed, nah its my poker face
i flow this way, to try and bring back the olden days
everything is in my power, im locked in
give the game a different feel, like big and pac did
bout to be hella fly, many comparisons
but i compare me to myself and i, hot, dead or not
go to hell and rot, yeah **** this world then
watch me dust up and cuss up whirlwinds
and show these, mac wanabees they lack honesty
ya'll rap like ya gotta sneeze, dont wanna do it
but you do, just so you can get stacks and lotta g's
but in reality, you just in for a toe tag bitch
and im in just in for success when i blow faggots
blow you to fragments, you lookin like stoned rabbits
body parts, and inards bouncin of the walls is it all it
takes, all ya mistakes, are gonna ketchup just wait
couple years all ya mackin is gonna have ya in a rough state
cause i can say, i party and i smoke, with bicardi and the coke
and you goofy fucks would take it serious, its just lyrics and oh
i can say i roofie sluts, and there ya go, fearin my guts

HOOK
put it up, put it up, put it up, hold it up to the sky x3
this is why i am who i am, this is how i am, this i why i rap, lemme see them fingers

VERSE 2
when i say put it up, i dont mean ya drugs and ya glass punk
when i say put it up, i mean put that third finger on ya hand up
"just look at him, thinkin he's a gangsta, thinkin hes a damn thug"
you talkin back slut? you gon bashed up, and run up, by a mac truck
**** bein strapped with guns, i aint no thug, never been cuffed and print
i dont wanna get caught up in somethin i dont wanna get caught up in
im modest as it is, notice, no dealin, i try my best to stay outta that **** and focus
on my main goal ****, you fuckas must not of known this but i own this, mic
fucka's like, rappin from wisconsin? the dudes fucked
yeah like it was my option to decide where i grew up
so in all my hard of heart imma do whats best
and hold that finger up to you selfish fucks, fore i self destruct
and fore i come back on these whores, emptyin mags of 44's and leave the scene and have no remorse
crazy? of course, you a lonestar in the night sky, i grab and raise YOUR own bar just to be a nice guy

HOOK
put it up, put it up, put it up, hold it up to the sky x3
this is why i am who i am, this is how i am, this i why i rap, lemme see them fingers

fingers, fingers fingers fingers fingers fingers fingers up


http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_detailpage&v=P733KVbdwM4

I'm puttin em up, and they only go down when I reach for the mic
They'll be back up, don't worry.

OWCH

I'm spreading hate right out of the gate, cause late fate comes closer at amazing rates/ now they rate, this five stars, makin dough, for five cars/ my lambos, damn lambhourghinis, yah man, ya see these, these raps, ya read these? Girls on my lap, nothin but bakinis! Now let me show off to all these Los Angeles weenies/ OWCH!

I push you pull OWCH!
Heart of coal OWCH!
Yet dark and cold OWCH!
Watch this unfold OWCH!

So maybe some peeps, like me, play fo keeps, an jee, there better (aw please), no fo serious, I'll make you go delirious with weariness, cheery? This is about to get bad, things gotta get said, you look a bit red, maybe sit in bed? You've lost coordination, complications, lead to zero cooperation, nada/ I could do bars in bits, goin far rippin up little shits, an gettin kicks, on the road, Betta call me king of Route 66... OWCH!

Let it go OWCH!
I'll bet you know OWCH!
You lack the flow!
To LET IT GROW! OWCH!

(Someone feat. Maybe?)

Run fo retreat OWCH!
Can't be beat OWCH!
So take a seat OWCH!
AND DROP A BEAT!
OWCH!

When you see this you gonna freeze
and you gonna get on your hands amd knees
and you are gonna pray
well fool today is my day
your rymes need checked over
to beat me you will need to get a four leaf clover
i dont care if your black or white
you can be any colour but your raps will still be shite
and i aint on crack to
but i want fuckk all to do with you
you can go clean or you start smoking it
but forever you will be a fat ass tit
so dont take the trouble of trying to reply
to beat this rap you will have to think until the day you die
now thats all i have to do
just to show you
that if you call me into battle
i will kick your fat ass and herd you like cattle.

No offense, I mean you could learn, but that rap was very... amateur.
A.) only rhyming two words at a time
B.) slow rhythm
C.) one syllable rhymes (of which is my biggest weakness
D.) rhyming unreal words (shite?) is very 80's, I think
E.) "I'm the best" raps are sometimes good, but in this case, it's cliche
F.) revise your rhymes if you can

I must say that I'm not the best, and most people on this topic are better than me, but it's easier to teach than to learn

Leave you a pen

Chorus 
For all those people who ever needed a friend
Mic messiah gonna leave you a pen 
To all the people who wanna prove they the best 
Mic messiah gonna leave you a pen 
For people who aren't sure what to believe in the end
Mic messiah gonna leave you a pen
Yeah the mic messiah gonna leave you a pen 
Mic messiah gonna leave you a pen


I Got this loose leaf with the blue streaks 
I be Scribblin on a few sheets till the Roots speak 
Cuz My entire persona is the pen it's like the ink is the blood 
So I slit my wrist on a page so you can see what I'm Thinkin son 
Only a writer would understand music brings out the best in me
Cuz i look at all these Pencil shavings like a stress relief 
A relentless beast I use to reveal an explosion 
then I put the cap on my pen to conceal my emotions
I'm lost and mental but the pen makes me gods gipetto 
Forgotten fellow a conscious rebel Goliath central 
No David's flow matrix so many angles so don't change it 
This pen is a hidden blade and I'm so dangerous 
So many bottled emotions I think I just want to explode 
So I'll break it over a bar stool then it gets lodged in your throat 
I aim at brains to teach a lesson with voice 
Cuz this pen my friend is the weapon of choice

this is mainly for the advice from bambi, whitey or prof
tell me how this lines are

no i'm not bitting this from tupac
theres war in the middle east
against the immortal beast
no more talking, oral ceased
soul is tied
i will not die
soul trap by the internal leash
sentenced to death inside, with no such release
soul suffocated it can not breath
i know i cant control it, thats why it must not leave
soul is tranquilized
but still wont die
thats because i'm strong inside

short and simple.......it sucked....dfc gone



if its a battle you want
its a battle you'll get

battle me....cause your better off..not lettin anyone else see this rap haha
lets go

As always very deep drew but MULTIS MUPHUKA MULTIS I see many oportunities for multis in this piece

Compared to me

Girl we can be a story book romance 
Drive you up to stony brook, hold hands 
Go into the backyard slow dance 
We could be per... "homie look" WHOA MAN

(beat cuts)

*dial pressing*

*phone ringing*

Friend : I already know 

Me : the **** man 

Friend : yeah she found a man what else can I say

Me : but yo I love her

Friend : life goes on 

Me : word but look at that kid he's a fuckin bitch

Friend : aren't you and him friends?

Me : HA not anymore 

Friend : yeah man you don't **** with that **** 

Me : imma whip his ass

Friend : word bro you should write a song too
 
*hang up*

Beat drops 

Chorusx2
Yo I don't get it this kid is fuckin scared of me 
I mean boy looks like a damn pussy compared to me 
I aughta stomp his fuckin face in with a pair of cleats 
Cuz to be honest he ain't **** compared to me 
And you bitch You think because I Was nice you can treat me wrong? (nahhhhh)
Imma scream **** you till the beat is gone (**** you!)
Don't come back and expect the same shoulder your leanin on (where'd you go?)
And I hope my gramps shot your fam when he went to Vietnam(*screams and gun sounds*)

Verse 1 

Yo my fuckin love got taken by a gangster nonsense bastard
Now I got nothin to hit like an on deck batter
Imma god sent rapper he wouldn't think to rhyme these
instead he sits home 24/7 and rhyme bout goin on a crime spree 
imma hit em with high knees tai chi till his spine leaves 
Faggot don't think imma do it? Fuckin try me 
This Fatass bitch yo you one big ************
Squinted eyes lookin like ya gotta **** ************
Bitch face tongue lookin like a clit ************ 
Heard from your last bitch ya got a small dick ************! 
Yo I dare you to make a move I'm waiting for you to make an altercation
So I hope you can blame intoxication when ya face is on the pavement 
This bitch Muphuka better at back stabbin than Jason 
Fat muphuka your daily intake could feed an African nation
After all you put her through I'm surprised the girl don't hate you kid
Cus you curse her out and act like everythings fine you ungrateful bitch

Chorus x2

Yeah now they say there's plenty of fish in the sea 
But your vag is an ocean so the phrase isn't appealin to me
Oh **** look at the blow fish you had the pleasure to meet me 
But we had to part our ways when I went for success and u went down skeet street 
Beep beep bitch move out the way girl I'm on the heaviest sedatives 
06 stang cruisin with a 5th of jack lookin to end the **** 
Cuz u keepin snakes tamed girl like Wayne's world my rhymin is excellent
So imma use expletives to compare you to excrements you selfish bitch
What you still doin here girl don't you got a life to ruin? 
I'm chillin with my dawgs why you grabbin the knife and spoon 
Them muphukas got ducks like chopsticks so you take two a hand
Do a dance so now you can minus me from your life bitch do the math 
Fuckin slut **** butt fucked dump truck I thought u were respectable 
Turns out you were just lookin for some loose ends to pull
When you left girl I was hurt like my soul got killed in exile 
But now when your life crumbles imma use the pieces to build an empire

Chorusx2

Outro:
Suck my dick faggots 

its all apart of the Kraft

dont go messing with ma peanut butter stutter gutter mother fucka

good stuff homie , hey im going to be in front of a real mic this weekend so if theres something u wanted to do holla , and that goes for anyone else either

Anger will fly at me, what will I do though?
I'll maybe take up rapping, avoiding the pseudo
Hearin loud clapping, next thing you know
The hates are entrapping, no tapping out it ain't judo

World eaters! Whirled bleeders! Mix a phat stash with the last cash and a bad rash/ downed demons! Drowned pleadin! Kick a bee hive, never seen live, better teams tied/ there's no hidin, no fighting back/ like a cancer, always under attack! Failed the test! Derailed at best! More or less than, put to death! Smith and Wesson, layed to rest! And I still, stand, alive... I will, and can, survive!

Lay me in my casket, until the sun may rise!
I say the code, I've cracked it... These are all just lies!
My body layed to waste.
Another one disgrace
To our beloved human race,
Can't I simply try?

Yet you watch me cry?

**** the heroes! Call em zeros! Another year yo, to dominate!
The luck ain't here, yo! Till the weary know, we don't fear you, we won't be late!

I am all for oral sex but I prefer to leave the dudes out of it but I do respect our wishes.

We all have our fetishes Bambi loves Shawn white