Neverending Rap Battle

the professor
so proffessor, hows it feel to know u could die walking by, just giving me an awkward eye.
ur own blood gonna soak ya shirt,
ur gonna be fatally hurt,
and ur own mams gonna be giving birth.
so hows it feel to have anouther brother, just because i broke the rubber.
so u think ur rhymes ar uniqe and deverse,
bitch plz ur rhymes just keep getting worse,it's like u have a curse.
u just keep getting beat by me 2 second verse.
i got more skills then the globetrotters,
i'll leave u shook at me hook,
i'll leave u wondering who i am, where i am or even what i am.
i'll have you quivering shivering when im delivering me tight rhymes
so take my advise and start a group with vanilla ice.

you punk ass bitch!

biatch what was that about
take a paper and pen and go rap it out
man do your best
and go build a nest
your wasting my time
aw look at the time it's it's your bed time
your driving me crazy
your just to lazy
come to me when you are good
or i will **** you up in the hood

BATCH TAKE THAT PIMP KING

so what kind of name is t-shag,
you must be sad or just mad.
either way i still think your a **** fag.
''go build a nest''. is that your best,
i think you need to sit down and have a long rest,
while i suck on ya mothers breast.
so do you think i was right.
now do you beleive me rhymes are tight
and that my futures bright.
whilst your rhymes are..........rhymes what rhymes.
you aint got no skill,
your not brill or if you think you are you must be very ill-mentally,
mentally insane in the brain. unable to unwind or bind a rhyme.

thats right you mother **** bitch

the boy here
ridin on big wheels
and yes he do hold big steel
in his roca wear denim
yall tried ta erase him
but he came back like jordan
scored career highs in batlin
while yall just started rappin
im the one that gets it crackin
hey im fuccin ya bitch stop laughin
yall clowns cry like babys do
yall raps stink like baby poo
and you kno ya whole crew soft like baby food

this one go out to so called pimp king !
you callin it quits cuz you know your loosin quit the boozin and see what its like to battle when you streight you might be good my shits the rawest freser then un cooked hamburger fresh from the deli bitch you lookin terrible in here welcome to the planet we call earth your my favorite turd id never **** you even though your battle stinkier then dirty pussy no joke you keep tryin to flow you gonna see what its like to choke you a joke biatch gone split yo spleen with a rusty meat cleaver stick it in yo head betta yet chop yo head off then freeze it with nitrogen toss the fucka watch your brains splatter serve it on a platter for lunch at tomorows killa party its no reason its just the season to see you gettin killed in this rap **** ....... 8=====> head

any mc battle me !
you think you can battle man you like lex luger im like freddy kruger i am
your worst night mare **** with this we gonna see who the best im put a
big whole in yo chest aint no body can battle the best except for me i get
crazy in my rhymes you like a dike with a mic. my lyrics the top gun when you see me you betta run im quit with my gun you like a rooster one cockand you go doodle do you little bitch you call yo self an mc. try to battle me what a joke you gonna choke like you did on my my penis my lyrics always the meanest ima woop yo ass and cut you up like a fish serve you on a dish im like a disease you cant get rid of me so what do you see in me of course the only real mc in this battle ima finish you off lata cuz you to weak ima give you some time to make a good rhyme look at the time you got five minutes till the end of yo life !

you talking about my name
your right this name ain't the same
who is there to blame?
bitch look at your ******* name yo PIMP KING
make beter rymes
or should i **** your mama a different time
at least my mom got breasts
while your mom goes for H.I.V tests
and your daddy ******* hoes
man i make a sandwich out of you
what about a chicken stew ?
come back when you got ****
and now if i where you i would go take a nap
or got start crying on your mama's lap

try to **** wit me !!!!!!

U bitches don kno **** about how to make rhymes,
mfckers i thought tis wud be an okay site so i strted readin tis bullshit but it turned out to be a fckin waste off my time,
u faggets think ull make it big- news flash- in da gangsta streets u wudnt even make a dime,
no matter how hard u try,
it wont be nearly as gud as mine,

all u kids get out da way- u way outta ur league,
if wht u relly want is a rap seige,

then make decent raps tht make sense,
none of tis teletubie nonsense,

if u tuff **** show me wht u got,
or r u scared tht ull get caught,
everybody'll find out u aint got alot,

rap: da physco g is comin round ur neighbourhood

u better get titanium doors n lockit,
if i ever find yall rappa wannabes im gna tear ur arm from ur socket,
i aint scared off da police: fck them,

U can run but u cant hide,
ill always be on your mind,
u name a time n a place- in a rap battle i can rip out ur insides,
cut ur throat then make u blind,
by da time da cops come theyll only find,
ur corpse with a bloody sight thtll make ur mama wish she was blind,
but don worry - ill kill her too but before tht ill fck her from behind,

think ten times before u fck with me,
take notes while u watch raps on MTV,
im probably da world's best MC,

ya im dissin u tall paul,
show urself n ill castrate ur balls,
break ur jaw n watch ur braces fall,
ur cloathes played out- have u herd off a shoppin mall,

lemme show u wht im all about,
boi when im done with u ull be inside out,

all yall rap sucks,
come one by one up against me n ill squash yall like flies,
if u kno whts gud for u, put ur dypers on n dont cry,
this aint a place for rappas who have kid like baby lyrical rymes,
bein a rappa is all about comin up with lines,
under tension,
its not an acitivity i choose to do for leisure,
but i admit ill jst watch bck n relax, gettin my kicks n pleasure,
sein yall choak under da pressure,

i saw ur raps individually,
i must say im appauled,
especially u paul,
da whole point of makin more raps is to stay fresher,
thers still no response- da atmosphere is a lot tenser,

yo gesus you don't even know me bitch
i'm the t-shag
talking about our rymes
i fucked people up 22 times
bitch you rap like a white boy
go play with your superman toy
**** you bitch i'm getting anoyed
get out of the way before i explode
i will make your ass suffer
while up in here burnin rubber
bitch i'm a P.I.M.P
i will put you in a grave that say's R.I.P
and then i will **** your bitch
you don't even have one
go get advies from the hitch
well i think i'm done
as you can see i'm the number 1!

motha fucka

bullshit ur raps rott like an egg,
its just like i sed,
bitch its 5 am wht u doin outta bed,

u got no fckin life,
stfu- before i cut u up with my nine inch knife,

fcker u don kno me,
if u did u wud be rittin ur last minute plee,

i can kill u ten times before u hit da ground,
bitch u bettr watch wht u say ill sniff u out like a hound,
my name is g- ask for me newhere- im world renound,

bitch what the **** was that
i don't need no ******* knife
before you know it you will lose your life
9 mm motha fucka
you just don't get the thing
it would be beter if you go and play with your daddy's ding-a-ling
u ain't my time
i'm can diss you while i'm drinking wine
don't waste my time
come back when u got a beter rhyme

don open ur mouth bitch its obvious ur fresh in da act,
fo sure u new,
im not gna waste my time on u,
so step aside and let some worthy rap candidates through,

its clear u cant rap- most of da **** u say dozent even make sense- u don kno how to react,
hells ya im black,
they call me gesus for a reason- get ready to come face to face with my crusifying attack,
yes thts right its da ressurection im back,
don fck around- im skin deep black,
im dangerous- u shud c me when im high on crack,
i eat ameateurs like u for breakfast n my afternoon snack,

was tis da best u got,
thts wht i thought,

no time for you got to go get my bitch

tell me when u have something better to say,
damn man u like a 1940s tv show- u old in da day,
u prolly so ugly u never get laid,

u seriously r here 24 7,
haha- fckers like u make me lauff- how old r u ? eleven,

i come from da south,
watch ur mouth,
therwise without ne doubt,
ill finish u off

u in one of ur previous raps u sed u get some,


ur profile says ur old,
then r u dysleccix- kid stop kiddin urself- put ur cards down n fold,
i have other things to do then respon to kids so dont put me on hold,

u think u all cool n u can rap all fast,
i swear da first time i herd ur rap i thought u came from an elementry class,

wht sux is tht within da 2 minute range of time,
u came up with some **** tht dont even ryme,

so u think u got wht it takes to be a rappa,
well it sounds to me like u came up with all ur lyrics on da crappa,
will i ever quit- unfortunetly for u, da answer is never,

i jst checked da message board,
u pussy **** da whole point of a rap is for it to be really wht uve done- not wht uve copied of other records,

bitch uve gone n changed all ur raps,
well it still don matter- it still sounds crap,
u cant do tis kinda **** in a rap battle,
cant change da score,
ur still gay to da core,

i knew tht was bullshit about pickin up ur gurl,
bitch get real,

wht sorta chick wud wana pussy **** like u,
im gna make u wet ur pants thinkin of wht im gna do,
to u,
too,

u fckin cheat,
who do u think u can beat,
with these childish rymes in da real face to face battle u wud be chopped meat,

Yo I'm back on the track
To smoke this t-shag who thinks his Tupac
But his too wack
He thinks he could take me he must be on crack
You thought i was white but I'm not
You thought you've won but my rhymes too hot
And now I'm gonna pop you like spot
You said that your on top
Now I'm gonna make you drop and flop
Cause I'm from the block
You can't rap for s**t so carry on sucking cock

amen!!!