yo PPL rate mine an da profs battle
i got beef and pork all you got da prof is chicken
da proffesor : that was the weakest, most embarrassing thing i've ever read.. please.. practice before posting.
the original professor won that battle but to da proffessor i think u just need to tighten up on ur timing
im not going to break it down, not bad but definitly not good enough
some ppl can ryhme the rest just ryhme words, dont let the words lead u
anyway if u all were battle'n for the name
da proffessor needs to change his
Battle for anyone willing
On the first bar you can just label me the Lord/
I shred paper numbers so I'll rip any 'one' on this board/
Just heard 2 Professors claiming they can teach/
But I'll leave you short-handed; I'm just out of your reach/
So stuff all your sorry lessons in a wool sack/
Pull back or I'll bust through your middle like a fullback/
Just take this smack, I consider you a wack guy/
My punches hit so hard this whole board will leave with a black eye/
I ejaculate with a ruler because I cum with incredible lines/
Yours only go so far in a line because I tethered your mind/
Lingering letters and lines, you know I never been kind/
You think you better than mine? you better start pressin' rewind/
Put you in a bind I enslave your mind like confederate times/
Murdered you all for dinner, now it's an edible crime/
Anyone? I'm not online that much but if you want to battle hit me up.
ONE
yo ONE, pretty sik fo a first rap man keep it up
To: One Never Ends
Funny Stuff,
CAN'T RAP SON!!!,
One never ends, for he will never end one,
keep going, for you never had some,
Label him lord,
Like life was way to short,
paper numbers, fuk it kid, you ain't got no high score,
you out of reach, ani't nothing to swipe,
cept couple things such as your pride,
no talent? so i can swipe the mic,
Hand me a ruler and watch me draw a thin line,
between your life and mine,
Your nothing special, neither am I,
Sorry kid gotta earn respect,
can't come up into the forum and place a bet,
saying you murded, its an edible crime,
I can hand you a kinfe and a clock, and you still couldn't kill time,~1~
Just say the word.
im new so fuk u
im new so fuk u im 13 yrs old watha gon do when we roll through through shoes man im getin confused with these fumes iv got some pubes in maths we learn bout the area of cubes fuk all u noobs that try to rap u r wack cut me some slack and i aint black im proud to b it so shut up u stupid migit stupid hoes r fridget its legit
this is my first time at this so b nice plz
i hav to do a quick reply so i wont lie i hope u die and u cry then youll fly up to tha sky my u hav fallin to hell u beter yell y knock theres a bell they even have houses to sell a copy of the ring ill push u in the well u hav routin and hav a stinky smeel
an other 1 of my raps every one clap u gay fag u 4got ya straps and i put ya gar bar maps in the wash o gosh i like the song by eminem called mosh u act posh u r a wana b of me a fake copy try stop me go on pop me do it proply u cant beat me casd i spaek free remeber me anthony laters this is not by marshal mathers
no one is writing back even though it has only been an hour i could clime this 100m tower b4 u get out the shower its time to mo the lawn u look tied plus u yawn im sory your fied and not eqmied
ok youngblood ill show u the realest and illest raps but i know u wont feel it
o my god i hate that boy of tha simpons rod and tod i wish i had money so i could give my mums car a mod wat else ryhmes wit it o well 4get **** limp bisket its sogy o n wat a **** 4wd its boggin old fashin style put logs on ya soldiers as u get olda
dam thats good
im waitin 4 a rap where is it
im at the computer like a rap nerd o well it dont piss me off ill just imangine playin golf **** no **** ryhmed o no blow go ho so mo fo doh poo zoo cows go moo went to da loo ewwwwwww wat a rhyme is it a crime heres bed time dont mime i had this drink and it was lime fuckin wind chimes woke me up wish i had grass and green to have a puff dont try to look though iv had enough dont bluff heres the police to get u coghed look at u on da streets im surprised u havent been disest
your rappin like prehistoric timez, you stupid ass cave bitch
your infected with numerous disease, including the barber's itch
ima switch your pitch, so you can hit them high notes
re-write my lyrics like revealin mysterious DA VINCI CODES
i mastered the flow the slang, im a rap fighter
witnessin you posts, its like knowin a hack writer
workin hard in the ghetto, chillin wit G's in the cipher
you decypher my flow theres messages in every verse
i have you workin like a wet nurse, you know just got served
im high im young and im block bleedin
strangled ya, DOC ERYKS reading, your heart ceased beatin
steppin up to ma flow, dawg you must be trippin
why you leavin, hyped up up to the top, you be thizzin
and it doesnt stop their, it just beginz
i cause wreck and havoc, more than the YING YANG TWINZ
take it like a man, you just met your match
you lucky my gat's attached with a safety catch
if you want a re-match, then a re-match it iz
muthafukaz like you cant handle the real rap biz
this isnt a quiz, nor a fukin test
were simply battlin to prove that im the fukin best
all you whack ass MC's why even bother joinin this site?
reply to my rap and ill bust you like a dynamite
feel my wrath, lyric's too hard too digest
watch yaself while maggots eats away ya flesh
separate ya heart from ya chest, you must be kidding me
i dont give a fuk ill kill ya whole family
i progress to the top, while you plunder down
im the DON of this town, i produce unique sounds
post a reply, s0o my raps you can answer
but my flow spreads quick like your dying from cancer
i couldnt be bothered reading all of dat next write me a freestyle and not a chapter book
umm dat was a freestyle lil one..you still hav a lot to learn but its all g0od if you cant read yet
