Neverending Rap Battle

gimme topic , I forgot , sorry man ill write it today

truest **** I ever spoke

a little bit of crazy, and insane
im stirrin it up watch as i mix it
take a track and flip it
put it on wax and kick it
yall know im wicked
when im spittin its sickended
kickin you out of spotlight
its an evection, so listen
stop bitchin and git back
yall just dont wanna admit that
i write the deepest rhymes
ya write the weekest lines
i write the **** thats make you not wanna go to sleep at night
i want yall to feel my drive
i want yall to feel my shine
im comin to jus rain on ya parade
its acid, yall mad cause you dont bring the same
game as me, yall sound lame to me
yall blatany wanna be famous see
but not in for a fuckin fantasy
i jus a fan to see what i do when i make these crayons bleeds
when ink or lead soaks a page, youll realize why im so deranged and focused mang
creatin this art you may say somethin smart
ill be ill wit it, sick witted, sharp, quick on trigger and resilent im brilliant
yall know im killin it, im not in for the money
idiots, im not no cash wore, im not it for the million
so jus take the one off the front thats how much money im willin to rap for

everyone jaws drop when the see me take a track and lay it down
some may think im garbage and maybe thats your daughters takin me out

been writin the cleverest lines lately, check it out

When will prof have the competition ready

yo sorry bambs about the vocals still gotta record and send em

VICTORY FREESTYLE

[Verse]
In a rap world, you work for respect and get it
You just lay down some beats while your crew sits and kicks it
You put them in, you turn it up and you listen
And rock the microphone while you're in position
Synthesise it, analyse it and recognise it
Just like movie directors when they realise it
Advertise it, let the world hear your thoughts
from some scrunched paper, from New York to the Equator
Sell your publication like grapes in a shopping bag
Let it generate into payments by common stacks
Spit some cool rhymes so you can get some good dimes
And you build some new styles so you can kill a few guys
Perfection is your objective, never slack
Never back down, get a critic smacked real quick
Mad sick, act slick, you can rap like Big
Anyone - Big Poppa, Big Pun, Big L
Big Noyd, Big Boi, it's marvellous
You'll be hard to touch if you follow such
hip-hop veterans, legends of their profession and stuff
You're a rocker, shocker, topping all these whack cats
Tossing them in knapsacks and handbags
Intelligent, now you brothers are spilling it
Carry on drilling, keep killing it; exaggerate it, homes
Go back and change your tone, rub out that phrase alone
Start again and say it even better
Now they're hearing, cats are fearing, it's fantastic
Classic, now making profit is a habit
Certified within the next year, it's the best year
Now you've earned your place
You've made your mark and attained a score
Hit the target, it's accomplished

(YOUR THOUGHTS) (16 bars)

i try to understand, but i cant
all that i see is emotions
thoughts eat your mind like locus
the pain is so bad, theres no focus
thoughts of being trapped on the track of the Amtrak
the wounds of the past open caused by a flashback
the past connected to the brain to torch it
you suffer from dysmorphic
the pain is to much for me, how the **** do you absorb it
thoughts of suicide acts of murder
**** bullets use an ax to hurt her
dont kill go for the back and shoulders
use your mind to crack the boulders
hack the oldsters, attack the soldiers
LIE the FACT to hold her
growing colder, time to choke her
no gun to holster
last bullet flies through the ulcer
and goes out the stomach
run and smile cause you love it
all the compiled thoughts
all happiness as a child lost
no more hopes on god, bible tossed
brain chainsawed off
double barrel, shoot the troubled owl
directed to hell by a double arrow
i used your childhood to fit in the song
and i made it my job to finish it strong
growing up, you learned the meaning of realest hate
crying alone saying your birth was a real mistake
but your soul needed a body and the devil is in real estate
your gods structure but i watch the demons peal ya fate
this happens to you everyday theres no real escape
you speak the truth, but how much problems can real create

kinda like kickin a bitch in her pussy till my shoe gets stuck

lol
dope verse

I can relate

dope brotha

My band did a gig last night, we rocked it!

This is motherfucking star power, cumshot looking like a star shower
On your broad's face, shoot it out like Ron Howard
Bars powered by the deadliest essence
While I stay untouchable like Elliot Ness is
Spit the deadliest venom, not a rapper in sight
We fuckin' rock stars rockin' sunglasses at night
Smack the lights out pussy backpackers and rappers
You wish I wasn't invited like Zach Galifianakis
Got the baddest of manners and a ticket to be the most animal savage
And the pickiest diva, hoes handle my package like a valuable asset
Treat your wife like a posse cut, I slam it and pass it to the next man
If you feelin' froggy then jump
I hang around with plenty gangsters but I ain't one
Party hard til the end of the world
My rap soldiers fuckin' stay wilin' out on bars like it's Coyote Ugly

what do u think about this rap

The multis are better but the punches aren't that great and the subject is kinda fake plus I wouldn't say you bit it but the frog line got close to eminem's

"************ if you really feelin froggish leap"

You know what will help? The use of commas
So you got the spot to space, it sure saves the drama
It will help you get it out, when you read it to ya momma
To get revenge on me, when I spit it like a llama
Call me Osama cuz I'll walk to Obama as a suicidal bomba
I'll pat him on the back, whispering in his ear: "here comes the attack"
And back to that, I press a button, it blows
I've been puffin- who knows?
Well I'm going back to my band
Rehearse our two new shows...

I just watched a YouTube clip of how to remove unwanted background noise when recording a track on Audacity. Now I can test it.

Link me that video please? Lol my computer makes its own noise and it gets recorded as well and it's pissing me off lol

anyone wanna collab , hmu

Arrrr, here be the video link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mlKX6p85R2M

I see a lot of people spitting but i can't hear
A lot of men get awards but I can't cheer
See a lot of fucked up **** has happened over the years
But now its time we show the Industry we put our heart here
Cuz I am hip-hop. Far from just some passing trend
Far from just some hyped up gossip you tell your friends
I am the Alpha, the Omega, Yea the start and end
I'm probably losing most of you so let me start again
I see a lot of war raps, but its hard to listen
And real talk man i don't believe the bars you're spitting
Cuz If every real gangster rapper was a gangsta
They just making it easier for the Feds to catch ya
Dum-Dum you embarrassing you're mommies
Baller-Baller yet you got no moneys
Gangster-Gangster, you've never even seen a strap
You can't spit so i don't know why you pollute rap
And now you're saying why is DLC being negative
Because I've had enough of the irrelevant
I hate grime, If it means you drop a beating every 4 lines
If you're spitting about shooting guns all the time
We can't be proud of our movement of youth
They talk about imaginary guns that they shoot
You got a burner, You talk about a buner, but real talk you'd probably fall if you shot a burner.
See I'm an earner, Never been a type to hide,
Its a fact I've seen straps, but What did I just say by telling you that?
Go get a job man, calling it a 9 to 5.
Because You're not a gangster the people see you're lies
Cuz Men kill over crumbs, when their kids got no dinner,
So who's realer? Furthermore whats real?
Are You? Cuz you bust slugs and say you deal?
But Let me tell you
Fame isn't real, Money isn't real, Hype isn't real, Real is what you feel
You don't know yourself so how could I know you?
You're music I skip through
I pray that all live blissful
And would the listeners miss you if you weren't here?
Or could they listen to another with the same ears.
But all you artists are the same you got the same fear
So the message in this bar is simple and plain.
If you wanna claim hip-hop up your game
You're a bad boy, well man I'm the opposite
Im a good man who wants to go where the prophet is
Never say the obvious,
Looking far ahead like binoculars
Imma bang, bang, bang the empire till we topple it
I am what truth is, I am the high prophetess
I put deep things in a way so you understand it
All i do is write my life, I never planned it

-DLC

and no ones downloading that