Neverending Rap Battle

Call me a girl? You could be beat by one
You're gonna whirl, so take a seat my son
You continue to hurl, you seem weak, you're done
Top of the world, I'm at my peak, good pun?
That's fun

Considering kid twist is an established emcee uhh no

that's good dough

theres no problem insulting your own self though

just make a joke about it son

https://soundcloud.com/bambi-17/dont-****-downloadable-content


**** meeeeeee bitch

You knew i was gonna call you a faggot cos that's what everyone says at your deformed face,
Oh, it'll get original trust me, but i'm getting started; just setting up the pace,
You can't touch my pinky toe, i wouldn't call that sick cos it's the ******* shittest flow,
Deal with it; i was shagging her up da arse -
The ******* hoe.
I called myself kid twist after kid twist because like kid twist my bars twist diks.
No home oh.
Whilst i'm typing this, I got your mom giving me a blow,
Wait.. ahhh... *puts my penis inside her vagina and starts thrusting fast*
Shizz.. i got her screaming to go slow,
Guess my cock is too big for her tight vagina, but i don't give a **** tho,
Ah... wait a sec..

*3 hours later*

I'm back, now i got her covered in my white snow,
Wut you gonna do? you ******* ass-hoe
Wanna kiss my indecisive ass crack, no?
I'm sure you won't have a problem with that cos you like your dads penis up yo ass, no?
Aren't you a fag tho?
I know i got you frowning, i apologize tho bro.

Haha i can't believe i'm battling this ******* weirdo,
It's been time ago since i battle and crushed a crushed emo,
You know, dem emos on dose freak shows.
You know, those ugly emos on dose freak shows that undergo a free plastic surgery.
You know, those emos that wanna grow and glow because they wanna know or should i say wanna throw a gay party to crack a joke.

SMOKE, you ******* goat.

Note: reply quick; i might have to get off in a bit.

this kid jus called me a goat.......

Greatest
Of
All
Time

thanks maaaaann

do you know the definition of a multi syllable rhyme?

ohhh waaaait it seems like every FAKE MC that comes on here has no clue what that is....

Wasn't saying it intentionally. I don't consider myself as an emcee but rapping is something i do from time to time.

Now you gonna reply or wut?

not happy with the body bag you were JUST put in?

some people tell me i should try and act decent
but i've been wilin out for some reason
must be the crack dreams and
these rap dreams got so attached to me
i went out dressed in blue and red
and startin poppin caps at peeps
and police, im so fuckin pissed off
cause ive been gettin no stacks and g's
yall like yo "bump out a serious track b!"
im like yo "im curious what that means"
i got so much trapped demons
and i just keep lockin um in
to the point where hell spawns start poppin thru my skin
and all this anger comes in bunches
to the point where i start trippin bitches with crutches
start throwin punches and walk away like it was nothin
dont start frontin and actin like you thought i was stuntin
cause if i was to hit a chick
it wasnt like i was showin it off
i was prolly pissed at the bitch, ****
justa nusense bangin these acoustics watch it as i do this
my movement and amusement is makin this groovy music
you losin but imma bout to lose it with this flow its crusin
my music isnt the music you sit back to and start soothin
when im writin im usin a bunch of hallucions
and washin it down while im boosin
start bashin on ya wounds that were already bruises
so im out deuces!

Is this your new cypher verse

yeah

bold letters are dbl time and switch of flow

The punches and wordplay are still lackin a bit but this is more of a **** you I don't care what you think verse so it ain't really a big deal imagining that dbl time **** it seems dope though

yeah ive been steering away from writing wordplay lately because I have quite a bit my notebooks and **** so im in a "transforming my style" type mode I suppose you could say

Complete multi verse

Multi syllabics your skull is in fragments
full of some whack **** pullin out mad clips
You ain't a caged menace no ranged weapons it's stage presence
you'll need faint blessins for your fake message or a great medic
Straight dentist jaw fractured ill walk past ya I'm gods pastor
bomb cowards fist give you a dark hour like you lost power
Raw rapper got flawless raps your all an act ain't ballin man
**** tallest stacks remain cautious man or see caution masks
Stay street smart or see teeth marks in the tree bark
Seise talk or you'll see stars on a permanent dream walk
Yet I open eyes and control the mind with potent rhymes
i got the dopest lines Hoe close your thighs or get a broken spine
Hold your lives snuff lames never touched cane act like your from a rough place
I love pain so tuck chains or ill bust brains
Hip hop homie you don't rep this then get red lips from a clenched fist
Necklace in a death grip even deaf kids know I got the best ****

lyricism at its finest

walk up in da club like "yo waddup I wanna git fucked"
nah jus kiddin I jus wanna git my dicked rubbed at the strip club

im gonna throw some green
only got 20 ones in my pocket

I just want you alone
plus I jus wanna get so stoned
at the strip club down the road

BIOTCH

I know you liked that wissy pic

Haha nice spin-off, of thrift shop

(For kid twist)
Short and sweet, not a kiss *muah*
Are you sick, cause your music drips snot
Your only a 10 cal., what makes you think you're a big shot?
For you, every kiss begins with kkk!
Go ahead insult a race, hey hey
Cause a klaidsdale in gate three, you bet on him?
Pay-day pray
You don't get half my wordplay, I be playin with words, puns come, they may

Not a line without wordplay, how's that for show? A you ain't gonna win by a horse knows/nose
You so far behind, even Clyde(klaidsdale) wins by his toes
Hey boehner, I hear you like 50 cent,
get your head out the rap, you ain't no 2 percent!
I leave a scar, one per bar, I'll be spittin up my pace, you be left "scarface"
We never joined paths, so I can't say that it's time we part ways!

tried selling soul to the devil he couldnt afford it
gave him some blues he died tryin to snort it
said he was double XL , i said check ya sources
riding to heaven on all 4 horses
once upon a time , someone clocked him said your not gonna make it
ran that track back in 60 sec flat buck naked.

pocket pussies I dont **** with that fake ****
toilet artists graf sistine chapels when i take shits
pointing out gods fingers just outta ya reach
war amps at dwarf camp up outta there seats
giving santa a standing ovation
in the asylum whylin no patients

higher belief then deacons reefing keef
inspire the streets , god aint someone im dieing to meet
im live in this beeeech ,vibing ta beats
signing ma cleets ,who run it , u want a sign of da feet
u pussies all look like hymen ta me