Neverending Rap Battle

I'm still writing to the last one you wrote me in Japanese haha I am going to make perfection

this is all started off as a hobby, started as just scotty
you know somethin to vent to
then it when to various names of mc's, had lovers
motherfuckers started sayin i was the dopest thing
walkin thru the house, mom says "ya clothes to big"
the dream of bein an mc, was the closet thing
to fame, so i started focusang
on the game its like i was suppose to bang
like i was made to be rocky in this game
i need to own this ring
no matter how many times i get knocked down
i got ropes to hang, on
no matter how many times i get bagged down
i gotta get back up, even when i dont wanna get back up
i will NEVER regret cause i gotta fight back for revenge
no matter how many times these wounds get deepend
never start weepin, never stop dreamin
even though im locked in keyed in
my own skin, sometimes im just like i just suck and blow this
sometimes im just so fuckin hopeless
but its okay now, its made out
my music, my life, what they think? never give a ****
cant stop now, never look down or get knocked down, cause this only way is up
whether im blazin up, dont matter im brave enuff
dont matter what, im always gonna grab these nuts
and you if you actin up, for sure im hold my middle finger up
and say you whack as ****!

lmao , shiit , hope ur ready homie , the minute i see the response ima hit you up with something fresh

hey homie always love the stuff u post ,

i feel ya but never worry just stay on the grind an make the sharpest blade you can for the day the battle comes

lol to be honest i actually didnt recycle any lines

so your violent and ornery haha i'll pull nine in a robbery
**** bullets my punchlines crush spines at twice the velocity
hows that... i turned your first bar in to a multi
if you stay on this site you'll learn little things insult me
i scheme my rhymes
fill the seems with times
60 minutes an hour full
god did knock the devil down..but the devil became more powerful
go cut yourself you gothatic chick
god and satan its like your on that gospel ****
see you think your good because your rhymes clean
**** you and your basic rhyme scheme
how about next you battle ill's
haha we arent mad at you we'er testing your battle skills
and so j blake trys being good becasue he never had his mothers love
wanted to kill her?? dont worry i already did and wrote this verse in your mothers blood

dont expect another verse.............gone

I love how , bambi,whitey , and myself all online posting at the same time , hmmmm connected ???

lol page 930 first post.......

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mad? nah homie we havin funn
pull outta squirt gun, watch this faggot run
you rappin dumb, your rhymes are so soft
they cake soft, lemme get a bite
yeah homo it said bang bang, you read it right
quit talkin **** punk, you aint tough
i already knew you didnt have gats
soon as i read a couple i bars i knew you were a fake thug
prolly just whackin off to tupac while you sittin in ya bed in tubesocks wearin ya ma's tubetops, blastin ya boombox
thirteen? BINGO, but at least im not a virgin teen like him though
look in ya window, ha made you look, rippin it raw
winnin by so much right now, im runnin backwards flickin you off
look at this goofy ******, thinkin he's hard
dont mean to alarm ya, motherfucka you hidin somethin?
you're from west virginia arent ya? mmm you g
dont even **** around, **** it, forget it, like a roofie
YES i said gay raid, dont pretend like ya dont know what it means, you're used to gay sex
your lines terrozin my spine, uhhhh yeah like that made sense

workin on a body bag right now..

there was some cat from wisconsin who's name was Blake and he moved to california.. not even shittin ya.

i wonder if this is him..

such an insperational peice of advice.

Son Me and Bambs met your mother I don't think the girl knows what spit means
And since you think I like video games we gon double team the ho like a split screen
Bitch please 

Thats all I feel like writing lol Monday night football is on you can suck my dick

as soon as the impact of the line hits you
slicing through meat and tissue
you must be mad someone who's an equal dissed you
that must **** with your ego issues
you stay up, going hard, writing new songs
when all the other old school vets have packed up and moved on
your demagoguery cloggin' up the forum like packed arteries
I stole this win like larceny of artistic propery
better yet, I did it properly
you must be astounded by this
you type like you have countless new tricks
but just spouting clumsy prose like you were back in 2006
and I was hitman J, a lot smaller then
but I emerge to show you I got the rawer pen
I left, like a lot of others, because I found things better to do
but you've been for 6 years and still had yet to improve

ziiiiiiiiiiipppppp

First of all, I never claimed to be hard
you're a crazy retart who's lines have been lame from the start
getting all sensitive with my **** that I know you'll take to the heart
when you can't just be cool and keep playing your part
your a young bull, don't sweat, just settle down and bow to me
your dumb ass is confusing my lines up like you dont know how to read
i conjure up that dark **** like alchemy
I'm not one to shoot people and send em to the coroner
For the last time, I'm a suburban kid from Pensacola Florida
You so called raw rhymers
keep forgetting that ****, like you got alzheimers
to me, your just a little dude
its pitiful, you trying to ridicule me
calling me gay like we're in middle school
besides you calling me names, saying I'm fake, and claim you're killing me
how about you come more harder with that lyrical ability?

I'm glad you met my mother, man, I think i've got yours figured out
when I got in her blouse and went in and out I damn near pulled her liver out.

I don't think there's a hole for that

i dont think so either...

I'll ask my teachers tomorrow I would bet money that it's a no though

you goofy ******..

this was terrible, I can tell this is something that you wrote in no time
cramming awkward phrases in, hoping they rhyme
you couldn't even be close to dope in your prime
Man I dont care, i'll destroy you then step to the rest of the crew
I mean, wow, you used a rhyme from *my* rap, how pathetic are YOU?
You think i'm shaken? I'll give you freakish chills,
end this all with a fiendish kill
you can test my battle talents, but someone should test your english skills
Man, you're so badass, my mom's dead?
wait .. but she's not in a crypt or tomb..
In fact, man, you may have missed -- she's in my living room ..
Your just forcing multis and talking garbage, that **** ain't lyrical
but hell, if this is really your last verse, then this IS a damn christmas miracle