Neverending Rap Battle

OK IM HIGH...LETS BATTLE

**** got distracted lmao...ok

noone sicker then this on the autopsy floor let the god stick ta ya ribs ,
knife in the hand of the rabbi shiving ya kids , your wife in the hands of pyscho , michael might go piss on her jizz ,yall get popd I dont suck on the fizz,you can puff on my fist , both wrist slit up in your clitiorus ,,,and you still cant Cum up with a Bloody line , eyein your iris , im looking for your godess , get green my irish , king shits can kiss my HIGHNESS third iris aint trippin, whippin a whip , cream all over ya bitch , dogg , im the **** , ass the colon , punk a punk with punctuation ask a colon , rap or poem , any master flowing , these facts are molten, a factor moldin synapsis glowin syntax like midas pimp slap ... golden..

I throw punches in a flurry like a cheetah
ill hurry n make ya bleed bruh just like I buried frieza
u busy acting like a diva off of ganjia
giving help like F.E.M.A when I punch him for actin like the queen of shiba
his diss flat like a piece of pita but what do you expect..bitch I'm a prince..VEGETA
call in goku to tai kwon doe you but when you hear that flow too
it will be like a android giving iran joy when i destroy you
have your hearing gone for steerin wrong into this long thread
watch the crowd instead cuz ya girl cheering spirit bomb till your found dead
a crowned vet killin these pests and ills beating his chest like a proud pet
i'll pound less to stop overflowin u with punches so you wont drown yet
you loud reck..your the epitome of causing self injury cuz your a trouble n more
when this power get into me..it will be like trickery when I subliminally tell you your a double edge sword
you double x whore..ills wear big ass sizes cuz he realizes he needs a couple of more room for the vagina he stores
idk...fuckin around...off the top..i never write no more..just go off the top

YO PROFF...CHECK ME OUT BACK IN THE DAY VS WHITMOFO
http://www.letsbeef.com/battle_details.php?section=tb&id=415538

I rap nasty ?please. Blasphemy I rap like a master peice
snatching peace when I spit low cold blows like captain freeze
(referring to fighting dirty "low blows")

this the day of the dogs , bitches looking like prey ,put god in missionary , cause **** the misery , its nothing but delivery , the liver b full literally, pissed off cause they'll never Be .clevery dropping on another beat , gutter beat ... **** ya teeth , like a ******* freak , leave you ******* dazed , I **** for weeks , your just ******* weak , I bust you cant speak , a busta I cant be , cousin tried to **** me, its ok she aint nuttin but family .. sanity on the curb brains stained next to the scurp... pull up on a beat an put in work ,am I sounding offish ,work like them bosses up in a office , up'n a novice

My schemes go over your head like a football game
Get you flipping like the way a match of foosball's played
Watch me bicycle-kick you and send you flying to the goalie
It's a one-a-side tournament when I get the ball rolling
You're just looking to score one like you're crack-dealing
But I tackle you, make you go thud and then back-heel ya
Watch my motherfucking ball-trapping deal ya
and break your ankles so hard that you can't feel them
You're an emcee who tries to take the centre spot
until I strike you, then steal your penalty shot
Outswing the ball, make it go over your head
and hit the back of the net, and make your goalkeeper's kit get wet
Check it, my team is united like Manchester and Newcastle
Quick to cause your whole crew hassle
Your whole team gets marked like I use pastels
Do a through pass, and you just hang like loose assholes
FIFA stands for Football Is Freaking Awesome
I'm on a roll like a Phantom, how I am sweetly scoring
Forever blowing bubbles like the West Ham club
Pulling out Arsenals like the Gunners, defending my cup

They say to keep a stiff upper lip, but Samy's just lingers
You call me a pita because I've got your **** wrapped round my fingers
I don't think you can rap just as much as you yap and you bicker
You just bleed weak sauce, and they say the stratagem thickens
Or should I say "plot", which probably makes more sense?
I cooked your goose over and over, and you ain't been raw since
But since Samy likes to flap his wings, I'll get Cam'ron to bird-call him
And if that fails, I'll get an actual bird to stalk/stork him
Don't call this a rap battle, call it a storm in a teacup
I squeeze the milk from your girl's tits.... and pour it in a teacup
I'm a double-edged sword that executes at sheer free will
So however you try to get at me, you'll still be lyrically killed
Your courage and your valour will be spiritually spilled
and your chest and your cap will be physically peeled
I don't believe you've ever met an emcee ruder
My big-ass sizes are quick to devour your pea shooters
Samy, he was born a pothead's son
He learnt to kick raps when he was young
But when I stepped on the scene and blew his top knot off
I sent him over the sea until he landed in France

Christ redeemed me from the curse of the law
A lot of folks stopped me while I walked, and pierced the top of my skull with thorns
and suspended me for how I was created to act
Used crayons to colour me a maniac
I've been persecuted, cursed at, shook at, hurled the book at
Given dirty looks by thirty crooks and wounded
And all I do is contemplate the misunderstanding
People I've known missed the understanding, I've been a man with
an elderly heart with jump-starts quicker than heartbeats
when a victim's being shocked in their arteries
Mad bereft, my belief is all I have left
It's a miracle that my faith in Jesu hasn't been snatched yet
Like prof said, there's a universe of sorrows that I've got to fathom
A world beyond to tap in
Even if I make it to the top through rapping
or I travel as a diplomat to stop those bandying
I fix my eyes not on the **** that's seen that's temporary
but on the things that are offered by the beings that are heavenly
So I choose not to look at material life
but concentrate on seeing paradise through a spirit's eyes
A product of my environment with a blessing in disguise
Hidden talents that are concealed like vegetables in pies
A servant serving civilly with thoughts of humility
Trying to maintain a sense of comprehensibility
Through the light of God shone brilliantly
So upon my death, Christ welcomes me with open arms spiritually
So people, help me shove the boulder aside
and allow me to see freedom when I open my eyes
It's real

this is a storm and your body parts are scattered
in this forum this bitch acts hard until his brains splattered
but it doesn't matter when it comes to bars your sadder then a fart
lifes a bitch but you wouldn't have her .. shell rather break ya heart
if I gave you a ladder youll be in the start cuz I'ma lyrical master n ill tear u apart
your a tyrant that's tiny I'm a giant that's mighty cuz ima a man whitch
crazy how I foretell this beef will go over this egghead like a sandwich
you should go to hell come back a chief and witness this crowd still sayin "dam bitch"
play ya cards right in life but I'm gambit..god damnit..paper cut to your bandage
instead of being average ima turn to a savage n start to take advantage
don't know how much you can manage before I ravage your bad heritage
like a god to a zombie..i show immence power while u moan like your mommy
your bars are flip floppy like a stumbling blondie with salami
when you understand these lyrics your gonna be like"oh damn I think he got me"
cuz the coffee going to reflect off me like caffeine hinted with Gondi
intelligence cant harm me cuz if you play for the bad team your well armed B
I chop off your leg and replace it with a star Barbie ..have you dead in a bed when I'm shoppin at the pharmacy
grab a shovel to dig a eye socket into ya moms pussy so I can put it in my right pocket
listen to her cry "stop it!" when I grab the glock ..cock it..and make her a hobby like a whisk for betty crocket
with your autistic ass..probably think your the illust raight??
you probabley think that was written right..for all we know your softer then a pillow fight
.....
good bars ills...no hate

I come like I rap with ease in the arena
like I pack them 3s with a subpoena
stack them Gs in a fajita
hand them out like sushi rolls in Korea
I'm lyrical... its evident
no miracle ...intelligent
bars admissible. Its relevant
to another lyrical gentlemen
......
I'm high n this is off the top..im way better then the first time I ever rapped

I'm softer than a pillow fight, seems I've ruffled your feathers
Ills is tougher than leather, and rougher than cardigan sweaters
With a dumb flow, I'm guaranteed to stun hoes
You're so overkeen, you earned a black belt in gung-ho
You think this **** is written just because it looks written?
You're too smitten, like you fell in love with a kitten
Watch me spin your web and take away your silk
About to make you cry 'cause I just came and spilt your baby milk
Think you can beef with me? Watch this rapper go ham
I'll throw eggs in your face and put you in the can just like spam
Blakata-bam! I toss you like a gambler's hand
You tried to shoot the glock but your ******* hammer jammed
I speak easy while I Grand Slam this Fat Sam in
and serve him just like a screaming orgasm
I'm a fart, I got you all gassed out, assed out
and soon as you catch wind of my flow, you just pass out
I'm ill, and still, I kill, at will, I spill, pop pills
Stay real and rolling like a film reel
Swing you like I killed Bill, although I'm not a samurai
I've just made you learn a lesson like an alumni

this goes out to every boss who never paid me , dog my rabies is eating rabies , its got me feeling crazy, daily I wake up hungry wheres my gravy , heard you were out eating pastries filling ya mouth .. feeling about to snap, at work ,tears sink in the shirt ,sinking to earth, treated like dirt , kicked ,stepped on , left to the curb , soulless feel like theres no heart left to hurt , clawing my eyes out going bezerk,looking at this dude smirk, filling his gut, Im like what the **** , wheres my bucks, Buck Buck Shoot, I aint playing no duck duck goose feathered pillow , pull the silencer off freal bro, Im done with you crack heads, you can get smoked faster then brillow , got pills for when I feel low , and real Homes , that slang some teal dro , and kick it with steel toes , conflicted but aint sitting on the picket,in the kitchen whippin butter well making supper , hustlah aint no bitching or dogs acting like a victum, **** these pussies till I cant feel friction , frickin had me kicking screaming pulling my hair out , rather deal with addiction,shove my dick in a chicken , for you cocky mafuckers that dont listen , Im dope spittin, but wont sit n wait for that bank rather clone tyra , and ashley , tell carlton get at me...

I got this pain up in my chest I can only express with a fresh beat , beating me to death, ressurecting my next breath.


im tired, of the lies , tired of the hate , tired of trying , when everyones dieing to be fake , living someone elses mistake , people to tired to dream , and cant seem to wake,Is this why I get high , roll up herb an get baked , wheres the bourbon an my next plate , rollin in a suburban subs blurring lets get cake swirving up on the curb an im over ya head like a turban

your a fag and represent all the colors
if rainbow was a guy you will **** all his brothers
your dumb bro and your mother was a **** hoe
I won though cuz yours bars are mumbo jumbo
meaning they don't bring the heat..raps cant light a cigar
cuz every time you speak ...your raps cant fight or hit hard
just sit from afar and witness a Guinness throw hits in ya yard
gambling what..ya money in a jar? cuz my ace is whippin ya cards..
yeh you stun hoes alright. here take this Vicodin
I see a fucknigga on sight..but treat him like hes nitrogen
cuz you are a fart and your full of yourself
don't even start before I pull off my belt
and he gonna feel this quick cuz ima **** on his health
and whip this autistic kid until he shits on himself
I'm number 1 *sigh* to this dumb guy
I'm AM the alumni so don't come cry
im favored in this battle but don't need no luck..still seen this boring ills come up
sayin whats up until I grabbed a tazer and tapered this pre historic dumb ****.
...off the top

You want to make me **** on myself? I'd say that's a fat chance
But if I do, I'll pull down my trousers and slap you with the pants
I pull a crap shot on this crackpot who smokes crack a lot
You're so high, you'd take the "J" out of J. Prince and put it in a wrap a lot/Rap-A-Lot
That explains why most of your life is worth Z-Ro
You're so empty, you eat all of the bubbles from an Aero
If you mixed positive with negative, you'd still amount to nothing
I bet if Bun B had actual buns, you'd suck them
Check it, keeping it real is what I'm about
My mumbo-jumbo leaves a motherfucking Yuk in your Mouth
Talking about rainbows? Yeah, I'll always be colourful
So zip it up, Zippy, before I leave you in a Bungle
I fly high like Jim Jones had Air Miles
You called me a fag, but I know you care for my style
I'm prehistoric, that makes me larger than life
So no matter how big you make yourself out to be, you'll still be small in my eyes

shove my dick in a heart and pump fluid , these hoes want brains cause they dumb stupid , dick slapped by slum cupid , spit rings of fire , tell a bitch run through it , **** im gone do it , shiit Ive gone through it,spit its gone mutant beyond muting eons neon puking,luking the sky walker ,inside my chakra is a shocker finger ******* chewbacca run solo , get my hun dolo , get ma hans dirty , sell grettle candy, so ghetto get a handy, and he get mandy to give him a manni , an annie to give him some danny brown, grew up in hand me downs, threw up on that panzy crown ,cops tryn pat me down , hold up its O's up and panties down, bridge from my dick to the bed , you understand me now .... Kittins understand meow ....

on the front line ready for mourge , steady fo fo , with the machete flow flow
dead these po po,ready for war, since the day I was born , parents in military uniform ,mafucker **** it like a unicorn , **** her like im doing porn, Keep it on the lo low ,busting out the dro dro , busting out the ozone, bustin on a dodo,popo busting through the door, im fa sho doe, first name john they gonna take my photo, first name wrong im gone before they know yo , I know the drill , I know the feel , cuffs on ya wrists ,stomach aint even close ta filled , aint how ya suppose ta feel,brain cooked as a stouffers meal ,the dudes bannanas,slipped,ima milk this cream give yo bitch a bannana split, come get yo bandanna split,these pussies taking mo shots then bannana clips, my grammers sick shiit luckily it aint my grandma needing gammas for cancer, rip a bowl , before I rip a flow or rip a throat lick a hoe on the liquor yo in liquor store lick it lick it OOH wicked wicked OHH Whip it whip it Yo flip it flip it , Flow , vivid vivid , Grow digit digits grow , in this age so digital,its critical pivotal ya stay individual, give it all,alcahol and ethanol to criminals call ethical , call it methodone to college students left alone, shoulda smoke some trees , coulda grown to be a dope emcee , coulda done some zooms , seed in the garden a WU ima mix me some tang ..whip me some slang buck fifty , sell sixty cuts, before the first slice im nice if I have to tell you trice thats obie , you aint my dogg just a bitch thats odie , your bitch like a fat chick with my hoagie,I got bars like parolies with rollies to spark , park on police cars I dont give a shart if its shark week , I aint going fishing if you got beef,tell ya'll to meet at the chopping block, ya'll walk to the swap meet , herd ya'll wanna talk sheep ,dude thats jesus , dont cross me , aint no lost sleep.

INVASION: 4

[Intro]
War of the worlds, motherfuckers
It's the Invasion, part motherfucking 4!
Or, at least there should be anyway.....
**** it

[Verse]
I don't know why the great one stopped with the Invasion
But he shouldn't have, he should've carried on with the raiding
And have everyone knocked down 'til they came crashing to the floor
like a beanstalk when Jack chopped it down
There's always a giant hiding behind a hit
And that's no surprise, because every guy has a desire to be big in life
All high and mighty, like Mr. Eon
It seems for eons, they've all behaved like peons
And that gives me an excuse to find something to pee on
instead of a toilet, I'm about to foil ****, and spoil ****
And make rappers cry over split milk
Ills still kills at will, stick a sword in Bill
and watch him give over, with his dying act
Those measly little cardiovascular heart attacks
Call an ambulance, call the paramedics
to give his artery a jump-start to see whether he comes back
If I was a doctor, I'd just give them a needle to calm them flat
with just a little dash of morphine acid
and watch the MC morph from an active
gangsta into a dormant man, like volcanoes with no magma
And it's sad that, nobody comes with the rawness anymore
It's all, Barbie toys and Paw-Paws
It's like we're toddlers growing up to become adults
and growing down again, it's a household trend
like cleaning the house every now and then
Washing your pants and towels using the Daz with powder in
Acting like their **** don't stink and won't wash
But I bet once I flush 'em down the toilet
They'll be gone quicker than anybody can say, "Geronimo!"
Rack 'em up and knock 'em like I'm playing dominoes
and bring the likes of KRS and Schooly D back
Brand Nubian, Q-Tip and Kool G Rap
Peace to the old skool, and the rap grandfather
The original B-boy players, and hip-hoppers
Pop has conquered, someone should re-invade it
and possibly bring back the ones who never made it
(SWORD & SHIELD) Please, Lord have mercy
to the MC's who got pushed to the back and are still thirsty
Please give them some juice to keep flowing
Things have changed, whether they'll re-change, there's no knowing
Huh

It's Illustraight in the place to be, see
And I got what it takes to "Roc The Mic" right
Hip-hop is been taken by little punks
And I think that it's time to bring back the real Dunks!
Boy

I can tell you like boys and grown dudes but act like a baby cuz your born to fuss
before I warn you I must show you I bust fake people like toys in toys r us
grab poison and glowin dust to expose this nigga..so on twitter I'ma go and blow this up
bust open your shoulder cuff and wonder if ya learning stuff cuz ya last rap homey..sorry it wasn't good enough
so shut up n listen to the lyrics n rhythm
vicious killin like I'm in a prison system
knock out a couple of teeth cuz I'm spittin wisdom
bitch I'm spittin a vision to get rid of this victim
u float like a butterfly but I sting like a bumble bee
when it comes to rap don't try cuz bitch your still under me
I'm up in the top spot or atleast bitch I'm gonna be
funny to me cuz you'll regret the day you ever fucked with me
exposing niggas disposed by fingers with a folk hammer
go thor and watch your body linger in a boat hangar
he fucks goats cuz he cant get a bitch..you goat banger
your throats slammered with the rough edges of a coat hanger
watch the crowd go in silence as I pound you with violence
creatin riots to beat the **** outta this dude its complete science
1 black guy plus 6 white guys to make the black guy look tougher
it was a bad thing cuz the black guy n me tag teamed your mother
you stupid mutha fuckerrrrr!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

lol off the top

yo ills or proff......we can do another tourney......I think this thread needs to be alive still...cuz now we just have ills n me going back n forth..n proff randomly posting cyphers lol

let me know guys...im not 15 anymore...im 19..i ******* learned off this thread yo..for reals