punchliner13 wrote:any wanna battle
WTF....WHO WON OUR BATTLE?
idk we need votes u post it up and ppl will vote
wanna go a round 2 soulja u spiit 1st
2 unstable
you got no right callin my girl a whore/i saw yours standin on the corner of a dollar store/stop lyin it's my dick your girls cravin/we all know your from Baltimore so stop your rantin and Raven(Baltimore Ravens)for you this website isn't a safe haven/i won the battle but that's a given/like knowin that after this rap you won't be livin/i'll knock you out then Olympic Slam you so your mangled/in this battle i got u beat at all Angles/this is dangerous for you like standin in front of someone throwin a javelin/everyone on here is sick of your babblin/battlin me man you must be crazy/is your last name Feuntes cuz your soft like a Deisy/ur a flamer so no one could put you out not even a whole department/you gonna get weak from my bombardment/your mom is like a bike everyone gets a ride/when you marry your husband i guess your the bride/i'll break your bones like your dancin on cardboard/all the pornos i made wit your mom were hardcore/sideshow freak livin in a circus tent/your like the Black Wallstreet you got no Cents/he raps weak like a movie from disney/your hurt in this battle like you got punched in the kidney/ninja turtles who still watches that/if you were anyone on there you'd be the rat/wonderin why you and other guys elope/u got bad breath so i'll remember to aim at you with my Scope(mouthwash)/your a bad rapper you got no reason to boast/your as fake as italien bread being called french toast/gettin killed in this game like you were bitten by a black widow spider/when you see a dick your like DMX cuz you become a Ruff Ryder/you can call me smokey cuz i prevented your forest fire/the cops know i ran you over cuz they picked a piece of rubber off from my tire/like Mike Jones you were good at rappin back then/now u carry a gun cuz u got no use for a pen/watch out cuz i got more clips than a movie theater/you smacked your sister so u think your a wife beater/when your rap you take the book from on top of your dresser drawers/i murder u like Darth Maul did to Qui Gon in star wars/think you good so u try a gangsta lean/only time you get Bush is when your eatin baked beans/gettin weaker and weaker like you were in an atomic blast/you run from this battle at 98 miles cuz this is a Blast from the Past/i stepped my game up so now u bring the heat/not even Tinactin can heal you after this de feet(defeat)
u wanna get judges now or 1 more round up 2 u
i wanna battle again...im bored
**** man this site got fucked up i couldnt get on ??? hmm wel any dis is to the bitch punchliner shooting his mouth of
Well I'm rocks, like a chain to a link // I wear black while suckers wear pink // Now think, about my capital law // I break domes, and speak in the raw // I'm iller, a South Bronx killer // I choprappers, and throw em in the river // here i am to kill ya im here to deliver // Tastin, as I swallow your liver // Here's your brain for your girl I can give her // messages, clues from a murderer //And if she's ugly, I never even heard of her // telling, bugging detectives // I wear a bag, four contraceptives // and aluminum, wrapped in all foil // I play a game, slick to be oil / for the other roaches, MC's I boil // and roast, mega degrees // I swarm around with a thousand of bees // Absorb earth and the honey from trees //
I'm the King Bee// your **** never compared ive won this easily // And when you're stung, you never even seen me // I'm on that scanner, and brains I blow out // To old bones, and skulls I throw out // to the backyard// , and yes the way you rap ull havva visit to da wackyard // You need a pipe, there's the old crackyard // Your last stop, it has to be the graveyard // Peakin, trikstR I's speakin // I smell smoke, my tonsils are leakin
words,// in the right direction // Add the beats with the lyrics perfection// Your **** need inspection // im all over you your geting and infection // 13 and chopping peoples heads off // go back to what you do best and jerk boys off // what you spat earlier you think it compare // naw man you needa come back witha bit more flaire // why mess with me when im the prophecy // your lyrics need to be wiped from democracy // you need to be displace of humanity // but your get it from your family // its must be heredortry // so let me fill you in on a bitta secrecy // YOUR **** IS WHACK DONT BOTHER TO SPIT BACK COS YOU ALREADY BEEN DEFEATED YOU NEED TO GO NOW AND GET TREATED
Re: dis to trickster
punchliner13 wrote:dont even try 2 come at a nigga from the NY cuz i got my mac eleven by my SIDE u from the UK call ur crew and single MAY DAY cuz da days of u playin tricks is OVA .man u took mad long 2 respond compared 2 u deres no one SLOWA ill put ur face in the concrete after dis batte dont even speak up just take a SEAT cuz the only person u playin tricks on is URSELF u do only one dat likes wat u spit no1 ELSE cuz i aint even finish reading ur SHYTT u stupid why u even press SUBMIT man u staus is down by the DEVIL u can climb for years and never be on my LEVEL and i aint even have 2 make my rap dat LONG like biggie said u dead WRONG battlin me defeat is the only thing u see dis punchliner givin it 2 u shraight pussy wipe the teasr off ur FACE
dis is wat i spit 2 trickster we need votes who won
mc won that round..................deffinetly...I WANNA BATTLE :-(
i spi 1st last tyme soulja
I got a radio, small and yet portable//Comfortable, with the sound in audio//Kickin, high hats just tickin
Spicy lyrics,// and words finger lickin.. good//But you know I could//Beat on steel, break tons of wood.. down//with a funky sound//Square mixer, the record is round//and turning, for the million I'm earning//Shock the rhythm//, and just keep learning//this, that is supposed to//Grab your ear, and have it move close//to you fake MC's, so you hear me clearly//I'm out yes, to damage severely
You're very far, and not yet nearly//expressing them, but you're messing them up//Your bummy rhymes, I'm dressing them up//for the battle win, like a snake I'm rattlin//The red ball with the wooden piece paddlin//MC's, stop the perpetrating//you try to swallow my raps // too gd for you to handle your regurgatating // my raps you should be acknowledging // copy them from me its the best you'll ever be a rapping // im on the prowl like a predator // to devour you a fake competitor // but punchline 13 // ill have my raps cut out your spleen // attacking you like a royal marine // cos im a killing machine // gnna get served up in the schol cantene // for your battling im the source // yes atomic of course // hitting at you like a 10 man rapping force // I'm like a merchandise, a customized item // Computer rapper for ducks who wanna bite em // Stand back, watch the man recite em // It took a minute a second for me to write em // type em and hype em and psych em, up // change my rythm before i get stuck in an altitude, beyong my own level // i smack rappers and send em to the devil // on a bus return em to dust // I start infections, reduce em to pus // you wanna step to my im easy to beat go ahead feel to try and defeat me
2nd rap
Well I'm rocks, like a chain to a link // I wear black while suckers wear pink // Now think, about my capital law // I break domes, and speak in the raw // I'm iller, a South Bronx killer // I choprappers, and throw em in the river // here i am to kill ya im here to deliver // Tastin, as I swallow your liver // Here's your brain for your girl I can give her // messages, clues from a murderer //And if she's ugly, I never even heard of her // telling, bugging detectives // I wear a bag, four contraceptives // and aluminum, wrapped in all foil // I play a game, slick to be oil / for the other roaches, MC's I boil // and roast, mega degrees // I swarm around with a thousand of bees // Absorb earth and the honey from trees //
I'm the King Bee// your **** never compared ive won this easily // And when you're stung, you never even seen me // I'm on that scanner, and brains I blow out // To old bones, and skulls I throw out // to the backyard// , and yes the way you rap ull havva visit to da wackyard // You need a pipe, there's the old crackyard // Your last stop, it has to be the graveyard // Peakin, trikstR I's speakin // I smell smoke, my tonsils are leakin
words,// in the right direction // Add the beats with the lyrics perfection// Your **** need inspection // im all over you your geting and infection // 13 and chopping peoples heads off // go back to what you do best and jerk boys off // what you spat earlier you think it compare // naw man you needa come back witha bit more flaire // why mess with me when im the prophecy // your lyrics need to be wiped from democracy // you need to be displace of humanity // but your get it from your family // its must be heredortry // so let me fill you in on a bitta secrecy // YOUR **** IS WHACK DONT BOTHER TO SPIT BACK COS YOU ALREADY BEEN DEFEATED YOU NEED TO GO NOW AND GET TREATED
Punchliners rap
dont even try 2 come at a nigga from the NY cuz i got my mac eleven by my SIDE u from the UK call ur crew and single MAY DAY cuz da days of u playin tricks is OVA .man u took mad long 2 respond compared 2 u deres no one SLOWA ill put ur face in the concrete after dis batte dont even speak up just take a SEAT cuz the only person u playin tricks on is URSELF u do only one dat likes wat u spit no1 ELSE cuz i aint even finish reading ur SHYTT u stupid why u even press SUBMIT man u staus is down by the DEVIL u can climb for years and never be on my LEVEL and i aint even have 2 make my rap dat LONG like biggie said u dead WRONG battlin me defeat is the only thing u see dis punchliner givin it 2 u shraight pussy wipe the teasr off ur FACE
yo man punchliner think he needed this vited so go ahead any 1 wanna judge feel free no ass licking dickriding or w.e
and punchline i swear you said another rap if i missed it out my bad paste it up and **** man i aint hating but you though i was an easy target
yo mc trikster ur fukin heavy lol. u mudered dat boy safe ruthless
lol yo maybe we should do another 2 on 2 bruv we didnt do TOO bad last time lol safe bruvva
