Neverending Rap Battle

I'm high as a hill, yo
But not as tall as your dildo

@lonesome wolf

lol u r funny,professer is giving reply to,u should thank him for that rather than dissing him,he will kill you and not metophorically but trust me his words really gonna kill u

Put the charger in the wall socket grab the cellular machine out my Jean pocket cought a man actin mean on the scene screen shot it
This may sound stupid but all of a sudden your cum guzzlin your husbands sperm merm the word throughout the term to discuss this disgusting worm death of bells put you on satins wish list postcard from hell saying merry Christmas .....may sound stupid...

I write immersive curses in cursive to be assertive of perfect verses insane
Keepin the people in churches from herces cuz of big purses of perpous in curtains of nervous people with no gain
Pain to the people in the window pain during rain to do somethin bad jus cuz they in vein
Bro that's lame carry your name with pride it's like a game
grab the yard hose n spray the bar hoes with affection cuz I'm feelin fresh wit my cargos all the same.:...comments...I'm tryin to be better

hey samy long time no see .. good to have you back

and heres a new instrumental for all you to bump
https://soundcloud.com/milkboxkids/history-in-the-making

glitch are you recording yet ??

I don't have a mic so only with my phone voice memos. I've been practicing my guitar mostly and have been working with my bassist friend a lot. I write raps just as much but that stuff isn't coming on until later. I need to work on delivery of my raps first.

Here's a battle verse I dropped on FB

Make up your mind, I don't like run ons/
You reference ball like I've never done ping pong/
Or beer pong, I mean I haven't because I'm underage/
But I can pun the 8/
And say I've turned up the gauge! (Click click)/
Set the stage, I don't make for plagiaristic ways/
But I'll take the cake, and say I've got some wicked ways/
Wheekie wheekie, ouija ouija, easy peasy, at least I'm pleasing/
Piece of pastry/
I'll eat the bakery then you'll say to me/
"Why you so godamn full of yoself?"/
Ironic maybe?/
Iconic baby, tonic wasting/
Pacing the basement stating/
"Ima make it, ima make it"/
While Lildom's waiting, praying/
I won't take him away/
Like my last cypher/
Was an alien craft/
Time to decipher/
What you meant by "you a midgit"/
I'm 5 foot 8 inches, and in highschool, listen/
Saying I'm talking like a gangsta? While you claim you'll take a .38 and make me get banged up?/
Then proceed to misspell every okay rhyme you drop?/
Saying an AI can take my spot?/
The irony is I'M the Gliitch in the system/
You've got it twisted, I'm the virus in your algorithms/
(Ooh, kill em Gliitch, bitch is missin')/
I can get off and on rhythm/
better than any PC or Mac/
Attack of the tracks/
To rap you don't gotta be black/
But you gotta talk ****, and that's a natural fact/
Like an apple fell out of the sac/
Let the cat out of the bag and led to the end of my track/
I've gone flak, I don't need no stacks/
I need to be real, and maintain a lesson in that/
Grand slam bitch, now no one else can get at the bat/
Talking smack like multiple jellyfish in a word bubble/
You're far out, I'm down to earth, like you work Hubble/
And I stay subtle, a rock in the ground/
No a mountain, no trouble/
Till I go platonic/
Volcanic and break off my/
Top and burst, awake often/
And wipe out a civilization, I create carnage/
Stay cautious/
Before I recreate Eyjafjallajokull (look it up)/
Thanks office/
Now ima press 'escape' on the game, honest/

I dream when im asleep and when im awake, who needs Rest ... im deeper then my flesh ... if lifes a test ... who's grading the teachers ?

Thxs bro......
Synthetic monogamy with authentic apologies sympathetic collidges playin the knowlege scheme...we brake **** up we the apostrophe team I'm a capital letter
Leave you like napoleon wit a tactical beheader
A veteran Carmen Electra
What do you do? You suck dick n etc
Elect a insect who detects the weather wit temperature
Makes no sense but I tried

im lookn to be somethin, when i hear the beat bumpn
i wanna kill it like the king of sparta in the movie 300
keep it 100, gotta stay true, stay you
or they wont even hesitate to hate you
i see a lot of fake dudes, who need to pay dues
cuz they do, nuttin but cheat the games rules
tryna get the babes to drool, over there thuggin music
excuse my chuckle, but ya sound so fuckin stupid
it always drive ya nuts, when ya see these cocky fucks
who aint even good we should kinda wanna line um up
swing on they diamond nuts like they're hockey pucks
might as well call my crew n movement the mighty ducks
my art strikes nerves, so when ya see my heart dyin dirt
you know i got shot by a thug cuz what i said in my verse
i say ****, and act heinous because i aint famous yet
cuz when i think bout it, it makes me upset
then i get an evil grin, the beast within is larger than life
so i sit down pissed now sharpenin knives
i go syko so syko, michael myers looks nice woah
so syko, i look like norman bates with knife hoe

here we go, uh clear the smoke im chokin
feels like im married when i rhyme cuz my lines show devotion
but show no emotion, both my mind and heart frozen
got the chill and tingle down ya spine when my bars open
sittin in ya seat, **** the edge of it i mean
flippin the big bird, and i dont sesame street
when i write i feel like an ecstacy fiend
my bars HIGH, SEEIN BIG things in my future with a LARGE EYE
rap on mind all day, mc of a different kind, a raw make
like an arabian in new york, i was placed in the wrong state
but im a fan all races, even though where i come everyone is all racist
flowin faster by the minute **** my jaws breakin
im comin for nothin fussin for nothin bustin for somethin
its love and im buzzin, bada baba baaa im lovin it
gimme my mcmuffin bitch, quit touchin dicks
all these teens havin babies claimin they aint sluts and its
ahh **** it, i aint gonna discuss this ****

tell me what ya want, would want me to roll up on you at the park?
yeh at the park walkin dog when the fog gotcha all **** up, huh?
let one go when ya cough ya lungs comin up and ya jaws at a slump?
kick ya balls in ya gut, cause ya causin a ruckus?
leave ya in a pool of blood? cause ya wasnt cool enuff, am i cool enuff yet?
do i fit ya rappers description?
im on a rant, im on a mission, n everybody wishin i wasnt comin when im bustin
not a gun, no, my tongue is what i tote, n everyone wanna lookin to summon on hope
and ill come to pop a hole and dunk ya boat, **** a hoe, imma little bit different
imma little bit different when i print n spit these lines on a line on paper
relyin on a hater so i can come up with rhymes to satisfy my mind, imma bomb thats
waitin to go off, make contact n im gone, im opposite of you all and i
wanna jus spit raw, hard headed with a thick skull, say **** to piss ya off
this **** awesome, the spit hawkin, yall **** talkin dont get to me at all and
ya wrong if ya think im not ballin, im hot dawgin you jus prairie dawgin
half assin, whack rappin, on stage swingin ya arms like a fool KANYE!
im hot today so get outta the way, my mind state is fucked up like rihannas face
when chris brown beat the **** outta her, im sick i know!
with the **** i flow, this is hip hop hoe

one hell of a way to start it out, with that dope hook
im lookin to wreck everything with success yes so hoe look
im a new arrival, with dope beats and lyrics so dude why
in the hell would ya wanna diss? youll fail like paris jacksons suicide
i jus wanna get on stage and yell out to the crowd that "I DID IT"
rap about bein somebody, and flare my arms around for five minutes
im high voltage, touch me and youll die and croak bitch
notice chick im different from all the rappers now cuz mostly its
all bullshit, bout how they all gangstas, n act so hard
till they end up like rick ross getn shot at n crashin there car
i put in passion and heart into this rap **** my art
but in the FUTURE i hope i dont sound like that dumbass retard
i bring the boom like bazookas and tanks explodin
and yall rappin about versace is bout as gay as the fight between chris brown and frank ocean
yall lac tose and tolerant, so you can kiss me on my DAIRYair
maybe youll get sick then, cuz son im somethin thats fairley rare
i could barely care about you and your new sneakers
dont listen to my ****? ****, then ill beat you over the head with two speakers
and strangle you with the extension cord, yeh im highly violent
and no i wont shut up nor bite my tongue, i aint miley cyrus
where i grew up there was nothin but paula deens
racist cock suckers, that should spend more time on they knees
how could i possibly stop with these, brakes cut
rappers borin like dry humpin, in other words they fake fucks

Where's my pen and pad at? Oh yes, I left them in my bedroom mattress
I've digressed from pencilling down senseless raps
and using my senses to mentally eject better facts like a tape recorder
when it's done playing some songs laid in the straightest order
Hip-hop is a baby to me, I made a daughter
and son by turning out the turntables and laid the knowledge
Teaching the truth to the youth has never been so painfully awkward
It's plain awful
Even though I'm invincible with my syllables, I remain a mortal
until the day the Earth crumbles and my remains are swallowed
Every day I've been led astray by the martyrs
of urban life because of my ways of pondering that they try in vain to conquer
Failure is not an option, nor does it play a part of Illustraight's persona
Save your politics and debates for Parliament on your next day in the Commons
Tolerating a lot of this strain has not displayed such an ache
this nauseating since my younger days in my smaller grades
I want to pass and make the grade so teacher, please mark my papers
and be sure to give me anything as long as my awards are A*s
Just an ordinary player trying to accomplish an impossible aim
I've made it my assignment to fight this autism straight
to the demise like an affray between Sodom and Gomorrah sparring with the sharpest of blades
until one falls to the floor and is mortally slain
Take my word, I'm not playing this for the fortune or fame
This soreness in my brain has got me flipping like a ballerina corset dame
I feel tortured, the course of the blood that runs through my veins
has never been so intense, like a whore being penetrated through four different lanes

Look at all these MC's on here trying to get a break
Thinking they're hard as nuts, I'll stick them up like Sellotape
I'll wreck their tapes
and put the pieces back together to create a feather duster
so I can wave/waive the damage in front of their face
It's Ills, more disastrous than a hurricane shaking Asia
and submerging it like the type of jacuzzis where they bathe
I'm heavyweight, punch you in your Chevy Chase
and bruise you much quicker than the minute it takes to put on a pretty face
**** you up like make-up, you need a wake-up call
So I'll put an alarm clock next to your bedside drawer
I'm a courteous man who spits perversive raps
Hot like burning lambs, quick to heat these jerks and fags like Turkish baths
Crazy like some incarcerated inmates
beating their P.O.'s and turning them on their faces every which way
The thickest thing since anniversary cakes were invented
You can either like me as a man, or you can STAY offended !
Bitch !

Welcome back Bambs and Sam.

awwwww snap we got the crew back

Crew

Professor
Darknova
Bambino
Whitemofomonysmugla
Dfc
Illustraight
Shutdownpow

Like how ya talk about an emcee
But your one to talk cuz you ain't friendly
Lol just kiddin wax up ill

16 goin on 17 Jan 2nd hold on one second cuz I didn't have a mother bear
To take care of me and now it's a plea of scare cuz I'm goin to foster care
Feds tryin to match me wit da scene of the drugs jus cuz I'm tryin to to rule
But it seems I got cought cuz i got traced back from my hair folecule
I will report this distorted case to sort this problem cuz I got marks fromhorses

Tryin to freestyle that's all

Wax up?
I'll wax you up and leave you in Madame Tussauds looking firm as hell
so you become a shell of your former self
I'm one to talk, you're among a thousand braggers
Just like the proudest "naggers" in the hood always about their swagger
So I guess that makes me one-of-a-kind and you're one-of-THE-kind
I'll sell you out like C.K. perfumes, now you're on a "DE-Klein"