you guys be spitin about the suse, when really your the ones with the broken rhymes that dont tute, the fire i have that you dont, i rhyme with my mind so bitch recoginize, my sh!t may not be like doc, but i'll put yo ass up on the chopin block, i'll beat ya wit the confedi, its all ready, spit at me and see...
spittin, shut up'n listen, im on a mission, i have ambition for u to be wishin, your wack sh!t u be spittin, the game is not to rhyme, but in time, u'll have the skill to be illiterated by 5, i'll give ya a make over, complete from head to toe, your b!itch ass probally wont even show, be a man, spit back and ill tear you apart like u was caught f*ckin a homo...
rap_with_me_and_see wrote:trick master
lets battle
u dont stand a chance wit trick master
hes to fick for ur ****
you rap bout doctor seus u think u can rhyme
but u cant rap ne better than a f*cking mime
u try to be hard core and sound tough
but the only thing your doing is sounding like a powerpuff
this rap battles pretty much over so u need to shut ur trap
go back to kansas and stop trying to rap
theres no way ull beat me so why even try
if u keep rapping ur bound to lose an eye
so im gonna leave this battle now knowing that i won
peace out this *hit, b*tch your f*cking done
Mr. Insane wrote:battle me...
when we battle it wont even be a battle
im waitin for a reply trick master
rap_with_me_and_see wrote:im waitin for a reply trick master
u know y they call him the master
cause his rymes bring disaster
go trick master
hes to big of a bi*ch 2
cuz he knows to lose
rap_with_me_and_see wrote:hes to big of a bi*ch 2
cuz he knows to lose
me n u should battle b4 tmaster
he rips u to threads
ne body on here wanna rattle
rap_with_me_and_see wrote:ne body on here wanna rattle
you seen my previews, you wanna spit?
-H
ya lets do it
u spit it first if u want
Re: rap_with_me_and_see
Trick-Master wrote:spittins_my_game wrote:ur a damn fool
do u think ur cool
when i pull out my guns
u betta start prayin to the nuns
ill dis whoever i want tell me when ur ready to battle peace
omg
You sound like Dr. Fu**ing Seuss.........
I do not like green eggs and ham
I do not like them Sam-I-Am
I do not like them "ur a fool"
I do not like them "do u think ur cool"
wtf
"ur a damn fool
do u think ur cool"
HaH!
one of the oldest lines, or bars or whatever you wanna call it, in all of rap history..... its been used in alot of battles.......... and it doesn't work........
cool and fool< never use these two words unless you want people thinking how illiterate you are.....stealing other peoples rymes.......damn you low....
handle
yea trickmaster we should all be learning how to spit from u seeing how literate u are.
trick master ur rhymes are so *ucking wack
i could right better if i was high on crack
take some lessons from a pro like me
and maby some day u will see
that my rhyms are insane and i spit like a pro
unlike austin powers i got all my mo jo
cuz my flow is amazing and my rhmys are plain ill
this rhyme aint just gonna hurt ya its gonna kill
so u need to stop rappin and and go back to being gay
__________ i think i liked u better that way __________
yeAH baby
Spit My Game, nigga you really think that you can battle?
I bet your ass just got out of diapers and still carries a rattle
believe Hinaken's tha truth, now i'm back in tha saddle
and i'm bout to fire on your weak ass like a damn naval battle
no need for introduction' just call me tha rap John Gotti
cuz if you test me then your gonna be laid out wit holes in your body
I was on tha grind while your bitch ass was at tha Y takin karate
i'll treat your rhymes like **** and straight flush um down tha potty
I'm not claimin to be tha best but I damn sure ain't tha worse
nigga you suck, couldn't be a star if your first name was Converse
yeah sure we're both rappers but our skills are diverse
i'll spit tha truth while you just spit another nonsense verse
so go ahead nigga and hit me back if you wanna
cuz in this battle, you'll get smoked faster than a bag of marijuna
if your religous read this
im devote to being sick
beating devote catholic's
with my new kicks
stomping jewish pricks
throwing muslums on a crucifix
and buddist on flameing stixs
wrapped around my head are thorns
i was reborn
yesterday with horns on my head
i came to say your dead
im a spawn of satanic features
build on the lost souls of apostle's and demonic creatures
im the professor a teacher of wise
looking through gods eye's
i can see why our demise is coming so soon
the reflection of the moon
is filled with radiation
filling the nations with an eerie glow
causeing our minds to grow
in mysterious ways
mixing the black and white till its gray
humans have fallen prey to religion
like insects to a pigeon
and if your religous read-this
cause your minds feeble like a fetus
