Neverending Rap Battle

hey........ i know that i'm not that good yet and i've been in and out of the sight but i'm gonna give it another shot ........ so if any one want's to battle just holla

yo fo-realz u wanna battle me, u spit first man

i wanna battle sum1 good..need 2 practice on sum ****...im elevatin :-)

Lil Miss B, chick wants to battle me, takin a break from being on her knees all the time,
Taking up the family business, "5 blows per dime"
She a chick, who thing she can front to stay on track,
Yo B, why u wear a bra when u got no rack?
Lil Miss B, what are u from the muppet show? U sound like Lil Miss Piggy biatch,
Suits your name, hand always up your crotch.
I know u get misunderstood cuz u a chick,
Buh face it, who hasnt riden u? Everyone has, even the poser Trick.
Im an artist, my rhmes are graphic,
Wanna challenge me? you must be comin back from oncoming traffic

Immortal Technique dont do that and hes better than Eminem.. hes underground.

Yo , i'm a 5'10 tall ass motha fuker
with a straight attidude, that beat's all u others
with my size ten sneaker's, and my beat's from the speaker's,
i can lay ur ass out , before it even start's
soon as i walk in a club i get the party poppin, with all the guyz callin dib's just from when they see me walkin,
I could beat you in the street i could beat you in the bed, and if f0-real-Z, want's to battle then he might as well be dead

peace yo

bitch plz

You can me a whore you can say i got no rack, but the truth is ur all wrong on that, i'm a 34 C with no silly, cone take a feel and you would see, you'd never get that close but i'd know that u'd like it, with a boner in ur pant's jackin off into "oncoming traffic,"
you think cuz i'm a girl, i can't rap,
but my fav. modo is fuk that,
you prolly no better than me
you know maybe even worse,
cause honestly readin ur rap's are just makin me feel hurt,
cuz i know u got's potential just not against lil miss B,
and i know it's a bitch, ain't that easy to see
but since i'm just warmin up why don't you take ur time,
cuz there's a fine line between good writing and then ur weak bitch ass rhymes

holla at me later, ther wen ur ready aight

yo any one else wanna battle me?

Immortal Technique dont do that and hes better than Eminem.. hes underground.[/quote]

thats your opinion, i dont disrespect that

detox is back in the house today/
huntin and fuckin' lookin for new prey/
i choose lil Miss B cant you see?/
my dick is so big when you look you cant breathe!/
you say u runnin a 34C what did you say/
my dick to big for yall so u make a dildo from clay
last time you saw a breast was in a KFC bucket of chicken extra crispy/
im comin back for another bootie call, did you miss me?/
you goin be suckin my dick through-out this industry/
im soundin your pussy pubic hairs surroundin'/
i aint clownin you really need a poundin/
you should be the whore in the navy/
after you seen detox's abs you be yellin save me!/
my rhymes are so tite they make any hoochie go crazy/
Neway im off to you gf's house/
just tell her when I go there she betta not say grouse!/

yo quick.... soz man i got **** going on round my area at the mo man so soz about the delay of my 2 pit but ill spit it sooner today ya'l peace out bro....you wont be dissapointed....

i cant see you so i will just have to take a stab in the dark/ and once this emcees finished, your words will look like a map of iraq/ why do you tempt me to put craters in your phrases.....why even start?/ your verses are so empty it looks like they've been written four days without a heart/your now getting pulled to the ground/ like a pissed of pitbull that hasn't been muzzled or bound/ this is the straw that breaks the camels back/ i can no longer put up with your fake enamel raps/ your lyrics are like your family.. held together by threads/ and now you can be my casualty.. forever catchin on some zeds/ i heard you dont like to sleep with a closed door/ well thats gonna bight being six feet below the floor/ if you are gonna write all this fake "plastic wrap"/ i will take to you like "bubby" and watch you go spastic "cat"/ dont get me wrong im just hobbie killing your feelings/ im used to dealing with you snobby children/ ya styles like robbie williams who finds "a man in a G" appealing/ you are just another emcee that is gettin jealous by intellect/ so i must treat you like my enemy and treat you fellas with dis-respect/ im a raincheck.. "I bounce"/ and i will cut you up cun.t like ya half an ounce/ stop trying to muscle with the heavyweights in this game/ you remind me of Gilbert Grape tryin to recipitate pain/ fuc.k your "enemy lines" and your whole lyrical army/ "wave" goodbye as i've wiped you out with my Tsunami/ Airness its time to hop off your high horse you been riding/ cos if you dont my rhyming and your suiciding will start co-inciding/

anyone out there?

your welcome to burn me....

I cherish the art of poetry,
it is the rich part of me,
i feel a sense of released suspence
when ink and bark is next to me (pen and paper)

A poem to me is known
as a stress release clone,
like a dog with his bone
it is best done alone.
It test all brain zones,
where pain roams
and where you rest with gnomes.
It is a quest that prones
to your heart soul and all unknowns.

I take stride, fly with pride,
and make glide with what will guide.
Rake all the fake criticism aside,
There eyes are wake, but crippling tired.

We live in a rat race,
pigging our fat face,
grinning as as 3rd world citizens
are slippin with that pace.
Contradictions and conditions
as we wont listen to that race.
Wont even send a box of tissues,
to wipe all the issues
of there sad face.

I like the presidents garden,
unlike the likes of Bin Laden.
Who sees it as his country starvin.
We interact like were different martians,
only hear the other laughing.

Such a tense little milky way,
were cents still control the day,
pay rent if you wish to stay,
but not the president,
thats for HIM to say.
Got a problem, winge away....

We shoot oureslves in the feet,
As we allie up to control the streets,
We can justify it to our own heartbeats,
but they wonder why we come with heat.
let the world just curl and sleep,
sleeping now with an eye that peeps.


Some of my more meaningfull rhyme.
Laugh if you wish.
It would be good to get some feedback though.

thats your opinion, i dont disrespect that[/quote]

ok coo

eyo Fo-Realz i like the way you keep yo cool man

u tite respect



ok coo[/quote]

detox

ur right i will be seeing u through out this agency, but not sukin ur dick, but watchin ur ass while i'm a rap mvp
cuz bitch u ain't got nuttin on me,
u can say what u want, and ya i got pussy
and ya i'm hot and i'll be havin u scream, 'save me,"
cuz i'm to hot to touch,
and to hot to lust,
ha, and i'm a whore in the navy?
but hey, at least i would treat the guyz right ,
unlike u given ur momma a supprise in the bak of a car, on a dark stormy night,
but hey, wen u wanna challenge me again,
then just holla at me and i';ll spit one again, aight

peace yo

yo, i ment to put industry instead of agency in my last rap, sorry bought that

sry, yea i left for a WHILE... nice battle TrickstR, do it again sum time

damn 'Lil miss B you was slappin me that was tite as

not much girl be rappin round here but if they do they all bitches

respect