Neverending Rap Battle

Now da words I speak to sum may sound radical
But I'll explain,it's simply mathematical
You diss,I diss,this creates an equal
You reply to my diss,this is called a sequel
I reply to ur diss,this is called a battle
Not intelligent,not very adult
So I don't battle,I just put heads out
A straight line is always da direct route
I write lyrics clear,to leave no doubt
Don't even have to say who I'm speakin' about
You know who you are,you just jealous
Coz you hear my records are million sellers
Try to say I'm wack,out on the streets
While ur whole crew is jockin my beats
See me on T.V. and in da papers
See me at a jam,and catch vapors!

SPIT BAK!!!

hey yo baby bok is back on the mic so dead the racket,
hot artist with a bullet, bilboard better sport a full metal jacket,
off the charts, when rated i get nothing less then perfect,
but when you pour blood sweat and years in your verses, you tend to deserve it,
makin music to force you to change your life the minute you heard it,
the mongoose with a long noose sportin a smirk searchin for serpents,
so feel free to hang your head, or by all means allow me,
put your dukes up in the ring but when the bell rang, you're dead,
gimme the light and pass the dro, the mic and max'll flow,
type to get hype and command the spotlight at YOUR show,
emerging from the last row, to ruin your set and eliminate your fan base,
cuz not a one of 'em was into it, watched and saw all of em stand straight,
flippin vocab like pancakes, spit hot like the grease on a griddle,
got your girl gigglin as i use my tougne teasin her nipples,
while you stand in the corner, squeezin your pickle,
as you record us ****, and make the frame freeze in the middle,
of the act, as i hit from the back, see the sheets and i'll be stainin em fast,
in this case i guess to you, i am a pain in the ass,
i write battle raps, to survive in this rugged habitat,
been the illest on the mic since you were huggin a cabbage patch,
off the dome, everything i write and spit,
digesting a diet of scrap metal, in case someone decides to bite my ****,
bless each mic i grip, like its the last i'll ever see,
some day there will be one better, but to my face not one will better me

man you still out there

anybody tell me what you think about that one

baby bok give it 6-7 out of 10 you need more wordplay and metaphors

Born in the country, raised in the country
Younger than you but bangin playboy bunnies
yo man put down the guns
u dont got a chance wit my huns
Is this rap mean?
Is it hurting ur spleen?
Gimmie a break,
I'm only thirteen.

im here but im not in the mood to spit right now, bad **** happened today... ttyl on out...

Back on the mic and yeh it's still me
I'm back, still blowning up as mc Dazza
Now got the grimest KROO and tunes behind me
Undercolours were running thing now
You once were lost but now i'm back i'll show you how
I'm coming back with a bang str8 up like pow
You didn't wanna know me then but you wanna know me now
Coz now it's Dazza Boyz on the mic flipside on the key's
He's got the dubs to put you on deep freeze
Flip on the keys Dazza Boyz on the mic
I do what i want how i want when i like
Dazza Boyz on the mic flipside on the key's
I do what i want when i want how i please
Flip on the keys Dazza Boyz on the mic
I got the dubs and bars to bring up the hype
Undercolours it's out time to blow
It's not show time yet but time to show
Them man there not for my flow
But when it's show time i'll let you know
But now i'm over and out

Biggle up

Watch out for ME

Braaaaaaaaap

Dazza Boyz is back on the mic

I know what it feel like lossing your mum and it hurt as so much and i'm sure that your mum are proud of you and love you very much so don't let her down ok

I almost retired, i almost gave up on my pen,
I got tired, now i gotta save thought and get live again,
When i fall of that, the only way i will survive again,
To feel the vibe, i can't describe in my rhyme again.

Back to people, you get smacked that sheezy,
I beenn spitting to many years and you better believe me,
Saying i dress like a wannabe eminem, you ever met me? no,
Infact you never will so just let me go,
And this ain't about fun but people your **** annoying,
I don't give a **** if your enjoyin this war,
I'm destroying you 100x worse than before,
If i was you i wouldn't wanna spit no anymore,
Coz you obviously got no idea what i got in store.

Peace out

Yo... welcome back Daz!
how was it on the other forum? any fags step you out the first day you was there?



Guess who's back on the mic?
haha...

looool thank saying welcome back and nah i never went on other forum and i just been checking this out and i gotta say that Trick Master you got good lyrics and keep it real

Peace

any 1 out there

**** Dazza Boyz
Damn im still rulin this ****
Still coolin this bitch
Who the **** are these homies dissin
ya'll can suck my dick
So **** this new kid in the block
Dazza muthafuckin faggot you can suck my cock
Im the best im the champ Ill light you up like a lamp
I'll mark you muthaf*ckaz With authenticity stamp
You have officially been ripped by King AKA The Don
You cant rap you get ya **** from RAPBATTLEZ.com
so f*ck all you bitches cuz im back again
Get ya girl in my bed and then ill **** her freind

aight yo everybody listen, before i put ya in a 4 leaf clove submission,
hit ya when im missin, i'll beat yo ass for that decision, make ya raise,
great jesus name for ambition.
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im back...b

Re: **** Dazza Boyz


ok listen up newb, i'll show ya how real ganstas do,
you **** is wacker than a gorilla at the city zoo,
only champs use lamps, others just dance with your tramp,
so dont come here sayin suck your nuts,
cause if i wanna nut, it'l be in yo b!tchs (unt.


bitch dont come in here dissrespectin earn your respect...

yo dog thanks we cool...

ha... thanks dog... but i have been waitin for you to come bak so we can battle... lol so lets do it...

is any 1 out there?

im out later...