Neverending Rap Battle

how bout u right ur own lyrics u little copier

man i aint hateing nobody man it's just words dude keep chilling

what state you at

ohio
u?

wisconsin

what class you in

study hall
and its over now do i gotta peace ill hit u up later

peace

i love you baby berg

bitch Baby bok me your whack
so this is Dazza Boyz writing **** back

We need to stop this ****
and relize what you spit
it's me and this garbage
just shake some arse and tits
didn't act like your sick and i'm gonna repect you
and leave me outta this ****
go take your ******* arse back
When i turn on up on the block, I get nauseous
annoyed by your bad boy garbage, and make sure i **** off quick
you make me so sick, its pointless to even diss
but i do it for the boyz and you people that miss
I try to teach yas lot
but there steady rocking, eyes bopping eds to this bitch
swearing that hes good, come on he sounds like the newest sensation
to get the party dancing, bitches arses shaking
making **** faking quick, like music
ill slap you with your own chain
we got style bitch, man your just like so plain
lazy dicks with dope beats, and alot of blabling
in reality you get beat like battling
but its not your fault completely
i blame my boyz too, hyping up your dc that they got for you
great ******* issues
you seem to think they wanna lute you, coz your making them
But when your 1 hit wares out, they'll drop you for good, your
replaceable

word

sup yall what u think of my rap battle
i'm a girl trying to get in the big leagues.
what u think of my boyfriend babyboks raps
there the ****.

Your boyfriend got choke coz he not battles me back so are you going to stick up for him like boyfriend and girlfriend do Lmao

Dazza Boyz

I honestly think your dreaming, like a child's fantasy.
Snap out of it, you wont make it big with the crap you put on paper

All of you's are ****... for example

im baby book and your shook
your uglier than the back off a book
im the maddest crook
and your a headless chook

^^^^ that's the type of **** 95% of this site writes.

Snap out of your dream world children..

Look bitch you ain't good your wack, i think both of you deserve a ******* smack.
you can't mc like a mc you see, your about as **** as **** can be.
i'll cut you up like a ******* fish, next your mumma will be tasting my dish.
you wanna battle me, i'll brush you away like and brake your ******* knees
when im finished with you imagine the blood, in your house there will be a ******* deep flood
you two are **** you need some **** so that you can spit and try to get with it,
i mean come on one of you is no dick, i think hes got some disorder someone help him he thinks hes a ninja.
id get thrills out of shooting your boyfriend in the head, and then at least then i could say your brown bread.
i can tell your boyfriend wanting a mans love, im suprised he too gays ain't opened up a fan club.
i bet he faggots sit at home watching his grandad and father other play with themself, ill tell you what why don't you both give up and kill yourself.
i don't like you two you see, coz you two don't have a ******* clue about mc's.

Dazza Boyz...Please spit back!!!

this one goes out to Dazza_boys

yo yo

wot tht **** u bost it reely sux
u mumma sells it for just 5 bux
wots the bi**h retarded?
better lock here up yall she needs gaurded!
u so stupid , look like ths guy from flubber
u mums unlucky she shudve wore a rubber
u sittin ther all like choke choke choke choke
sum 1 get sum water, i think his voice just broke!
now yall spit back before i make u croke !

ps dnt take it personally
it aint tht i dnt like u see?
i just dnt like u thinkin tht ur an mc

Pretend you like all gangsta, that's a no no!
Show your appreciation donate a Volvo
Oh no, that to much to ask
Acting like alaskins with that rented ice you flash
I'll come down to your street carrying burners
Now your block is hot! hot!
Like a heat contained thermis
Your nerves now
I see your eyes twitching, doing to girlz
Coming out sounding like bitches
Retards spiting disses
A bunch of carbing copyies
You must of failed that Dazza Boyz test, learning how to stand beat
My street, only bumps but it's unreleashed
**** self reclamed kings of these streets, their all weak
My ryhme shines brighter then any ice you rock
ryhming and that hook 9 times,
Lame ducks running on the block with ******* make up, it's crazy to me
Real og's take and get big cuts, your finshed

Dazza Boyz dissing MC Blink

sitting in a room with no windows and 1 bed one dim light swingin from a cord over my head the light sheds I'm sittin in torn jeans with no shirt I'm so hurt it feels like it was my death at birth My flesh cursed I'm balmy drinking water, barley Thoughts of murder with no sorry I'm a zombie Calmly staring at a wall without closin my eyelids Violence moves in waves in ideas that's silent My sights chipped with haze on side angles I saw an image a hanging body, feets dangle Someone else is getting strangled, a mouth's movin but I can't hear the screams, a guillotine execution Is soothing my spirit seems ironic I seem robotic Happiness sli[ knots get necks I'm still in bliss I Just passed out on a pillow, razor cut my wrists.

sup ya'll i thought i wanted to tell you that baby bok raps are tight
yeah we fucked all night
yeah i was tight
we didn't fight
he was all right
fro his first try
he wa somewhat rye
i wanted to cry

he is my man
he is my one and only fan
love you baby bok

i dont kno doc, 700 something sounds like a lot of posts. nah man, ur alright.