Neverending Rap Battle

cohiba cohesive , in the jungle where the beasts live with bundles and beats for the meek getting mills humble , freal mumble, im that cat with the backpack saying we can do this right meow , bright as **** turn the lights down , take your eyes n turn the whites down ... night owl who wanna white out ,lights out , spark a blunt and pull a mic out, is that a wound or a womb pulling my knife out , to get a slice now ,pipe down , bud in , light now , buzzing who thought i wasnt remind ya beeswax... im eating honey combs a serial killer , trill a thriller from manilla envelope dope sealer ...



really liked that ills ******* eh bud

big shout outs great jumps in lyricism wordplay getting really nice

big shout outs great jumps in lyricism wordplay getting really nice

So you want to be Jamaican, you bumba clot?
What the blood clot like Meth? You like to talk a lot
Me spark a lot, when me come for yu, yu scatter
Ya bredren scatter, when me pump me Remington, shatter/shotta!
This is me taking a stab at ragga but I'm bad at it
So I'll just leave that rapping to de masters
When I sing in de rain, all de girls tink I'm cool
When dark sing in de rain, all de girls tink he's a fool
You be no Dean Martin, you be no Michael Buble
You be no Elvis Presley when you light de booty
You be de worst man in de galaxy like de chocolate bar
because Ills, me wrap dis emcee
And that's a wrap like directors shout out when movie dun
Bollywood, Hollywood, pack de camera and run
I am strong at what I do, I don't have to be a Sparta
I don't have to be a King, no Magna Carta
No red tape, no forms to fill, no confirmation paper
Ills is getting angry like a politician, Labour
Liberal Democrats or de Conservative
I make my own rules, that's how I live!

remember walking in churches higher then a higher purpose trying to sell you ya worthless, preaching your lost without purpose i thought perfect look at that cervix gas masked ready to nitro circus ,reignite the circuit of insight ,incite the crowds to speak above the belly of the beasts growl....street style concrete miles without sleep , music, me ... ya'll need to wake up i could hate **** this lucid dream ,no time to make up , my girl aint about the fake stuff, no dildo pillows she aint sleepin with a fake ****.... wake up ...WAKE UP... please DONT die ON me ,cause lack of iron thats irony, i run to iran with some ivory , how high was i when i was buying me a dynasty , pay the price or try n lease ,my release from this leash , my dogs still running these streets , ur bitches barking... cuz my carbon carbomb , got the drive to blow up phatter then cartman on super mass media hype , encyclopedia type cause wikipedia rewrites ,from he tight to everything he rights B right ... nice finally some light to show hes so bright ... Goodnight


nice ills ... u recording any of these yet ?

you inspire me in your entirety, the fire which pyres inside a me ... hip hop the diety that makes sure i can breathe ... I believe ... out of a seed iawasca weed , possibly above me sentence , apostrophe written in the remants of independence , who ever ammended the amenmants so one man can no longer stand and defend it , pshhh i wont sit down , will the defendant please rise .... Good Morning , He high as looking into gods 3 eyes blurring with street signs , speak mines , blowing up , breathe devine say amens its eat time redefine the fine lines crossed on a furrowed brow ... THE TRUTH HOW YOU LIKE ME NOW meow Pussies

on a different level... gutter put are dicks in devils ... hands up gippetto pinnocios puppet ,these sock muppets can stuff it, subject to thyne kingdom , kings dumb queens want brains , i just came saw n conquered her bad fur day, shaved as bald as her first birth day going eagle on ego , so high i know u can fly above it ...when your low on dro going **** this ... i aint noone to **** with .... another soul made of coal mineing for gold all this time bin grinding into a diamond behold , you want a sign im signing off ... sign on the dotted line HA! cuz this **** is funny, this script is money , if you were even half as hungry ... rumble in the jungle or grumble in ma tummy aye mommy ....

Please. My voice is really bad, which is why I'm only recording instrumentals.

I can't record my voice freestyle rap

What's the point in recording my voice
when all I'm gonna get is just noise?
I find trouble projecting it to boys
as well as girls; I sound like a child on a joint
If I was to speak, I'd have to put on a masculine tone
or put a croak like those junkies every time they're in a zone
of their own
It's bad enough that I have a kid's face
And if that ****'s the case
Just imagine the picture my verbalised rapping would paint
Right now, I feel a little faint
Finding a million ways to state all of the feelings that I have maintained in my ribcage
And bitch, I'm in a rage, I just want to pour it all out
But I'm gullible, I'm a gulli-bull, and that's a lot of bull
I'm uncomfortable, that gullibility is making me unlovable
If only I had a different voice, I wouldn't sound ****
Nature has damned me, so confound it!
Tally ho, pip pip, pish and a lot of posh
Stuff my mouth with a smorgasbord
Make sure that borscht is warm
I feel like Oliver asking the boss, "Please, sir, I want some more!"
just to get a hot cold sore on his underarm
Ten lashes on his palm, his buttocks and all
This social bias **** has made me run amok
Screaming my head off like I'm doing hard rock
Shock horror horror, shock shock, horror shock
Throw my fist up in the air like, "Thanks a lot, God!"

I let it happen again , its my fault ... bashing my skull against the wall till im looking at imprints of eyeballs , its my fall my crash landing , my mistakes ... letting my fist break , not stopping putting on the disc breaks , this fate is my own ... i made the choice, to keep talking without listening to the doubt in her voice ... I did it , I admit it , hit it, split it and licked it let her sip it , so addicted gave her my weed said i need to kick it ... she need paper ... id roll it up n twist it ... faster then twista i got twisted ... call me anal, thinking **** This ****... now i got a gram a God bud .. thinking hell who gonna smoke me ... they messing with the wrong thug ,I aint rollin on dubs , im flowing on trips , going on trips , have gym monkeys throwing fits go guerilla and start throwing **** ... dogg she didnt know who i was ... I TOLD YA BITCH ...


lol everyones voice sucks thats why we rap n dont do boy band music lol

lost gone blanked out , pull ya bank out , pull the shank out , ya skanks mouth
her lies like knives, in her ,inner thighs, ninja size , looking you in the eyes ,
pissed off cut her wrists off ,lips off , **** HER so Haard with hard his dicks soft
he gunner get dome , she gonna get BLOWN ... zombie gonna get boned
its the apacalypse lock ya lips if ya talking **** , thats just obnoxious bitchhh ... making me nauseous... SICK.... you just want the sausage...Dick in the dickies pissin in dixies cup , sip these up, I pity the fool who thought Id give you a pity **** , ur right I do have pretty nuts , thats enough of ya horseshit getti up....get ya pennys up, have the common sense , to pay respect ...im paitent made my bed .. u think ima let you sleep eat skeet or creep in it .... not for one minute were done finished ... u know this "relationship" im the only one in it ... done with your crap n this relation **** we aint relating ... im a god in the making your a dog trying to make king ....

Swizzz has the voice of like an 8 year old girl and he still raps

Rock it concrete never see a con sleep ,concieted **** see it,**** seeded,contagious contagions continue in through continuum ,conscious , conscience, of a convict ,marvel at the comic , comis , no accomplice , accomplish , a concert , at congress I confess nothing , its a con session ,at the game eating concessions ,cron zestin... venue's ginsu'd in gym shoes will be continued...

put ya hands up
you got any damn nuts
aint just the henny , who wanna ham up,
john carpenters hammer
with the grammar , hulk gammas

get the picture

do what ever get ya richer
wicca ,wicca ,wicked six six sixerp
sip a , liqour,with a twista syzzurrp

my approach , roach, ya'll getting smoked,never forget im dope,
beat um senseless , commonsense concensus ya minds broke,
outta line get ya spine broke , outta mine every line wrote
ya'll need ta stop lieing doh, ,meow ,I aint hearing no lions roar
king of the jungle , hide ya corps, guerilla kill ya trojan iron horse

I am RAW, I AM GUTTER , mutha fucka nuthing but bread n butter
did I stutta , eating a reuben , getting head from ya mother
rubber , im watching flubber , bitch you can bounce, if you aint got an ounce
cant count on ya pounds when it get heavy ,n **** start going down
cant handle hydro ur gonna drown ,u aint got a shot with a gun in ya mouth

who created this beast ,serial killer serious got um scared of ma next release
exorceeased , J vorhies , with a fourty ,day dreaming freddy crueger go to sleep
go in peace or go in pieces, ya'll flowing feces facetious fetus ,
baby what the **** you trying to feed us, tie my addidas ,round ya throat chokes
after wipeing your blood off my sneakers , u squeakers aint speaking , Nope ... Yo i just Wrote your DEATHNOTE...

quap cheddar
blocks of mozzerella
can roca accapellas
walks the walk, pop lapells up
champagne reign from the cellar
champs pain rain from the cellular
nowhere in society you could hide the diety of high beliefs
got demons deeming scheming dreaming leaving heathens eyes bleeding
I v um , if eye see um , meaning im looking for um , endorphin thoughts floor um foriegn agents forming in there mind . hear informants speak bout my fortune
aint sleepin, beat um when they snoring,got that 70s show sell discs a eric foreman

Okay so I'ma try about all of it
Whether it comes to ballin, I still got Spalding clips
Guns everywhere, see me bustin Wilson ****
You took another shot of lean, but I ain't take a sip of it
Celibate sicker then any "mean" rapper talkin bout kush and bits
Handle all these pretty tits, sqeezin like Nerf Fly
And then I ride the city skit, cuz I'ma just swerve mine

Poppin on it lyrical, less focus on the slow flow
Fry up the competition, rap chef De Pollo Loco
You can see me drop em' up and down, pro flow, yo-yo
Then shake em' up and shatter them, just dropped the snow globe
Haters get mad cuz I sauce them on a daily basis
Plat-the-puss like Perry, and just let Katy chase em'
Bayshore representer, I just shitted on your door step
Then covered large space like Lebron and his forhead

Spittin fisting, the splitting getting it super wet
Hitting fitting and dipping lighting this cigarette
Shes a silhouette, light skin lightning with big brunette
Then can't forget to ram it in, like Japanese with there bayonet's
Pull the real metal to kill and pour the teakettle
As I let my long John soften, bet her body long gone rotten
The fossil wobbles throttless as the model gargles the gospel
Prayin to be brought back to the livin, but I just sit and watch as god fails to defend it
I shake my head and laugh at her, spoke on the behalf of her
But like Zimmerman, I'm shimmerin' getting away with the clash of her
The jury couldn't be this random, I ride ransom, a champion
Who just shot justice, with three muskets and watched it suck on these nuggets

...wtf man, are you serious

I'ma little new but I'll battle anyone up to it well most anyone

hey welcome back lil bro and ills i aint done with you yet i've just not been home but tomorrow ill drop my verse

https://soundcloud.com/milkboxkids/produced-n-mastered-in-1-hr

Since I graduated from high college, I didn't do much
Finding a job was too tough, I thought I started to lose touch
I closed my eyes so tight those bitches were screwed up
and when I opened them again, I found my vision was chewed up
I experienced lots of light stares, right there!
It felt like I was in space flying with Buzz Lightyear
And as I lay in my chair, I dreamed of making it there
and taking it there, but the ******* world wasn't playing it fair
It's like a game of chess and the big-time players were there
braying their bare heads off as they watch me play in the squares
And just when it's my turn to make a move
I get knocked off, laid like an egg and replaced every year
I know sometimes it seems like I'm belittling myself
Bend over, lift my leg up and start kicking myself (ow!)
I'm fucked like a chain-smoker and that **** doesn't help
And they tell me that smoking isn't fit for your health
Oh, how I wish sometimes I'd sit in some wealth
Look out over a lovely beach as I sing to myself
**** heaven, right now I'm living in hell
How many more coins do I have to drop in this wishing well?

My nervous freestyle

I'm nervous, I'm not doing this on purpose
I'm like a diver who's frightened to jump off the surface
Is being scared worth it? My feet are colder than sherbets
Ills is scared as ****, doing himself a great disservice
Right now, my life is ******* worthless
I can't fight, because I always end up getting served quick
I wanna jump to my death, but I've never tried suicide
I tried to slit my wrists and couldn't do it right
(Stop jacking Eminem) Yeah yeah yeah, Marshall Mathers rap line
If I bite my mother, she's gonna buck 50 my backside
(Whack whack whack!) "It's not good to steal!
You carry on like this and you're going to get killed!
Oh my God, son, why do you do this?
I didn't raise you up so that you could be stupid!"
But, Mum, it's only a rhyme - "Don't bullshit me!
You bloody thief! Now **** off and jump in the sea!"
Next day, I'm at work, the only one who's pushing weight
While some idiot in front of me pulls a ******* stupid face
(neeeeeeeer)
It's my turn to go upstairs and code the packets
The machine ******* halts (THUD) Move, goddamn it!
After 10 hours, it resumes movement
Some parcels have too many stamps on them, it's confusing
"New York, Sydney, London, Syria.......
Wait a minute! ****! That's going to ******* INDIA!!!!!"