Neverending Rap Battle

KING TUT FREESTYLE

[Verse]
My father used to call me Popsicle
Every time he took me round the block in his car stunning it like Tutankhamun
So why do I suck? I'm not a lollipop lady, I've never crossed people
but they've crossed me, and suddenly I'm fucked up?
These suckers want to shut the **** up before I **** them up
with a sucker-punch to shut those suckers up, and up they shut
like a bunch of motherfuckers that just got fucked up like suckers
so they want to pucker up and suck it up, slut THAT's fucked up!
I'm getting carried out like a ************, tut tut tut
I've just managed to cause a sucker's jaw to drop like, "What the ****?!"
Tell Moses that Rameses is back again to rule things
And this time he's having a Tutankhamun mood swing
So Nas had better change his mask and adapt a few fit
because this savant is planning to land some new ****
And for the bullies who bashed me, it's gonna look damn stupid
So enemies, throw on your balaclavas and buy yourself some bats from your boutiques
Bitch !

I ment was up it was a typo but I'll. Reply. Good ****

Your right tho..i am one OF the kind..all the kind that is rusty but still whoops your behind
I'm a bragger but bro I ain't tryna hear it
Your the type of dude to spend alot time on 1 lyric
When you come at me bro you better come your hardest
Get back to your territory cuz I'm a bear n this is my forest
It ain't nothin to come wit the dumb **** that you think is a miricle
The lyrical dumb **** that ain't physical to numb pricks in a swimmin pool
Get a job then get fired of expired lyrics that no 1 desires
They tire the linguists before they speak to the quire of how I'm getter more wiser
My lyrics are too bright so you put on a viser then look down cuz I'm your sire
Then bow down cuz I hire only the best but your a lyer so I kick you out my lyrical empire.......lol freestyle as I went on

Old samy vs new samy exhibition

OLD SAMY
I'm tired of his ass like flashbacks of the past
Tryna to shew you away as if someone passed gas
(chuckle)..alright..when you speak all you speak is snot
It's funny that you think your good..BUT YOUR NOT
Coming outta nowhere thinkin you have some respect
Especially since you think your gonna win REALITY CHECK
You'll never win always dozed out in mars
Do me a favor? SPIT SOME REAL BARS

REF
Settle down settle down Ok Ok new samy bring the heat

NEW SAMY
Stop cryin cuz I'ma win you passed your curfew
Nobody to blame but your ugly mom cuz she's da 1 who birthed you
Acting like a bitch cuz your bound to lose
Pay attention dum muthafucker you might learn a noun or 2
Listen newcomer don't take it all to the head
I may not have respect but I got streetcred instead
N that's where I put little kids like YOU...TO BED!!

REF

(crowd goes wild). We have a winner

You want me to come my hardest? That's fine by me
I'll come on your nose, your ears, your eyes and cheeks
I'm a brilliant rhyme freak and you're a little dime freak
You probably write rhymes only about three times a week
This is a freestyle with no beat; you're like the town police
Every time you're on a beat, you get beat down by creeps
And they probably wear balaclavas and drive 5 x 5 Jeeps
and wear G-Unit shorts that stretch right down to their feet
..... samy, that was a cheap verse but overall a nice try
I can't even tell whether you're black or a white guy
As black guys adapt swag and white guys act black
It's all there in black and white, Samy, no doubt about that
Meanwhile, as yellow guys drive rickshaws and brown ones live in shacks
Green guys come in peace and purple guys eat snacks
I'm talking about Grimace, ************, I'll leave you grimaced
Leave you foaming at the mouth like a pint of Guinness

Nice.

I do write rhymes like 3 times a week but their gold
I am a cop so I put out a APB on you cuz your rhymes are old
I said come harder n I ment it so do as your told
Cuz when I come all mental and sentimental I release the anger ten fold
Then scold this fake mc hammer come harder then a jack hammer cuz my soul is cold
Focus on the hocus pocus you been sayin so kiss my ass hairs
No motive just locomotive do bring the lyrical mass, There
I've had it, your still back at it like crack to a drug attic
You try to put static to the soft words that leave you in a black casket
Dang nabit.. You say your a brilliant rhyme freak but that's a bad habit
Like em I'll just leave n say I can't hack it

Freestylyin

Check it

Since I started thinking freely, rappers' feelings got hurt
They're too conservative, they should run an Orthodox Church
When I spit, MC's think I'm disgusting
I'm coming hard for the love of it, you would think that I'm lusting
When you read this, bite your lips
You're in no position to talk, I put a belt to your mouth and tighten it
I strike like lightning
But I don't have the power of God, as vengeance is His and I despise it
Yet I worship the pavements He made
and the world He went out of His way to create
I have faith that I'll win this
You can't test this, I dare you to play it again, Sam, re-spin it
I stood the test of time, made the impossible possible
Turning MC's like Samy into fossils

test:

who in here can write down all things which are necessory to make a rap

e.g rhyming scheme and the things needed to make rhyme scheme etc

BIN WAY TO LONG BAMBS my nigga I making some sick beats right now check um out wait till u see this next one im posting

Hi dad!
Why aren't you proud of me dad?/
Can you look out for me dad?/
Despite the bouts that we've had?/
Why are you doubting me dad?/
Do you still look down on me dad?/
I'm about to leap, dad/
Stay sound asleep dad/
I'm going to reach you, quit leaving me dad/
And when you see through to me dad/
Oh, it's gonna be bad/
With this gun in my hand/
I'm fighting the badge/
You gonna wish you were dead/
But mom?/
Whys it always gotta be mom?/
Why can't you see me as yo prodigy son?/
And why'd you have to marry a selfish son-of-gun?/
You're done having fun!/
Playing duck duck goose with every guy that you meet/
I bet I can find an ex of yours on every damn street!/
You're on a damn streak!/
That not a single man keeps!/
If I were you I'd be a parent and stop trading to beat/
Explaining to me, how he's the one and only one, but he's the third one this week/
Yknow **** both of you!/
I'm goin through hell because you won't notice who!/
I'm your son! Listen up you filthy rotten rats/
You pilfering unhonest gnats/
Buzzing around my life like you want to take me back/
But in reality you want to make it whack
Reshape it to make me perfect, but ima take it back!/
And all I want is rap/
And my guitar on my lap!/
Then get on with tracks, a mile ahead, I'm honored, but damn/
Mom remember when we got my first guitar when I was 13?/
I was with my buddy Gannon, around the time I started working?/
You got be the fender strat, with that old humbucker/
Unfortunately it was broken, but we waited for another order/
Why can't you be like that now?/
And where's my dad now?/
I remember pops saying "I'm gonna be dead" now/
But deep in my head I said, how?/
How did this happen? And what's up ahead?
Wow/
But soon I'm starting my band and getting famous/
Dad, wherever you are across the nation/
Stay patient and put the gun down for a short duration/
And watch your son conquer satan and honor savior/
Then drop the saber/
Make it across the lake, here/
Like when you took us out the Powell even though our funds were low/
And despite the stress, truth is we found it wonderful/
When I got chased by that bat, and gained my first fear/
Pathological of course, but my second was seeing you disappear!/
And now it's crystal clear!/
Love and parenting are two different gears!/
But to get this far I had to listen, so listen here/
(Looking at you now, yo)
Keep both your mind and your pistol clear/
Don't fall for self-pity, it won't get you here/
It'll get you nowhere faster than a kid would get a beard/
When he's 30 and didn't shave it until he was 60 years!/
Hear that? Shave your thoughts daily/
There's no waiting/
Get this **** off your chest, crazy/
Crazy how it isn't dead, even though I'm flailing/
I take a step when I can, and wear no jacket even if it's hailing/
There's no bailing/
No railings/
Steep cliffs, but two bearings/
Your two feet keep you from failing/
Walk along, and I swear one day you'll make it, Hailey/
My own sister so sheltered doesn't know that Hell's waiting...
But I'll be on the other end, trying to save her/

Bro your wild n you can't be tamed
Not in a good way no not at all but you can't be blamed
One of the oldest emcees on here still tryna fix your ****
Takin licks at you tryna teach a old dog new tricks that's it
That's my objective look at it in my perspective
Bein selective of who I battle n yet your lyrics aren't effective
I'm disappointed I've been appointed king for a reason
Phening To take me down so in return I believe in to give you a face full of semen
That last bar really had no meanin just that your lyrics are discustin
All your blabbering don't mean nothin.
Having faith in winnin? Ima have to take this up wit your husband
Maybe he'll teach you manners n respect to your elders
If you don't ship up I'll pick up the phone n put you in a sweatshop SANTAS.HELPERS
Maybe next time you'll learn Samys nothin to mess wit
Spittin spicy lyrics dishin the feisty lyrics all you can do is digest it

LMao ive done that a few times .. read my posts lol

oh samy // good to see u ... but lets remember who the King is this aint new york

and last but not least https://soundcloud.com/milkboxkids/merry-christmas-trap-jesus

ever since i first stepped into the game playin with a jet pack attach to the brain an exlax in my digestive tract attached to crack no caine, when i rap an make tracks .. im abel no cane .. im able to turn those round tables ... no fables hunched back over flame no notra dame ... hang like a la coka nostra chain ... the poster child who made a movie out the role hes playin ... rollies layin ... next to the dro .. litmus test the testament ... tell yo bitch she can test these testical's heres X for excellent ... pass the mescaline . nephalim's my next a kin ....


I came saw n conquered ... beasts beats n monsters ...
independant to win the penant no sponsors ...
from throwing down to throwing up to throwing concerts ....
but I never threw the towel
just took that idea n threw that out ......



Word ...PEACE 1LOVE

im the cinder blocks ,the mason
puttin the blocks in the basement
painting my patience Green fer go
get high , and get vertigo
hangtime jumping off the vertical
murder flows coterizing the scalple in surgical
burger hoes beefing over who can milk the cash cow
terminal .. sick so fly
chilling with my gutterfucks n lowlifes
nuthin much , nother puff , **** um up ... double dutch
hip hop scotch
another cup
cannibutter stutter ... shutter in yo brain camera flashing

i definately cant read all of your posts,post the link of that specific post

It's amazing how rappers like you rhyme with your foot in your mouth
In fact, **** a foot, you have all 12 inches put in your mouth
When you need a good swag, you just look to the South
Forget a rap battle, you couldn't kill me in a cushion bout
But it seems some old goose ruffled your feathers
And in a huff, you stormed out of that bitch without your umbrella
It's horrible weather, and you haven't got your coat on
You're up against the cold, and you're armed with no warmth
I respect the elders, you respect the kiddie crooks
And that's how your name got marked in the Child Offenders record books
You're a vola-tile paedo-phile, at least that's how Biggie would word it
You took home Life After Death, studied it, and then burned it
When it comes to hip-hop, you never seem to really learn from it
All you know is how to rock bling and grow Jheri curls from it
I take a few lessons from Alonzo and get completely shermed from it
You just rub mud on your face and grow seedy worms from it
Bitch, you ain't a king, you're just a pauper of the ghetto
who walks around a Crip neighbourhood in jodhpurs and stilettos
I roll the biggest Dutch, sit back and I chill
You roll the biggest Dutch by pushing him down a hill

before the first dimension.. period
before the first line ...serious