Neverending Rap Battle

R.A.P = Retards Attempting Poetry

ZIPPO you retardo ill rape ya moms slay ya dads who am i satan's son ill kill you for fun play with ya blood dance on ya guts eat ya eyes before DA flies blood ties Ive got the evil eye don't cry iam the CrUsHeR eating brains playing evil games ya ain't got no lighter fluid left zippo ya moms the fat hippo who cant walk out the house cant fit in a car cant fit in a shower so ya sponge her down and get a little hard because ya never furked a chick and ya moms the only pussy you have seen .......... now i gotta flip this **** to the PROFESSOR the **** that i spit is like slugs hitting ya ear ya face ya chest i will always be DA best
Ive seen ya rap about pink coat hanger and some other lame **** just admit ya will smith ya raps are craps dead rats eat cats i am the true battle cat ill give you a smack in the face i am back the big dog puppy dog when i am on the front line in a war you will be in the lab with the other professors finding a cure for your hepatitis virus or HIV virus i be the real og so please
my **** will freeze ya brain sells walk through hell ring the golden bell watch the fallen angel my words are fatal so professor i am back to smack some sense in to you its true i was here when ya claimed like a big man i just got outta lock up you tuff guy gay guy acting all hard and ****
saying i am back who gave a **** it was good you were gone claiming you were singing the jail bird song taking big dig in the mouth arse men farking you fast in and out your holes now you strip in gay bars ......








just a quick one I AM BACK BEYTCH PROFESSOR I AM COMING FOR YOU AGAIN LOL you will smith wonnabe ill eat you up and spit you out with out a doubt I AM BACK

you aint fatal
jus cause ya mom bout over fed ya
,thought who ever she gave head ta
was pre-natal
set fire to thee cradle were ya'll maturity rest
you've never bin as positive as the paternity test
your gonna be a mommy dummy
giving birth to a thought
at first you thought
you were funny
at first verse ,thought you could learn something from me
now all these high flying verbal gymnastics got you layin in the bay of fundy
alright thats its ,you never pay respect , pay some money
i take cash or cheques
the chain off ya neck
and the fear ya eye's reflect, midst
the cytoplasm floating in ya drink , looking a lil river styx faced
when the reaper gets a sip
how does that taste
like maggot juice
pour a lil out for the homies out this flesh bag a juice
grab ya bitch for a new fresh bag a juice
sweet down to the nectar
hannibal lector hip hop cannabilist
never trip rip up a hand a bliss
cannabis turns hands ta fists
when ya'll camera kiss
amethyst crystal attached
to my needle's, scratched
,the surface,
frequency's that surpass churches
service
breakdown of all systems circulatory digestive, nervous?,
no reason to be
this plasma flow a breeze an through tree's through you n through me
ya'll emcee's lack depth the pages ya step 2-d
ive been to the edge life pushed you
same situations life throw you
i know we might rush through
and what you might go through
the lengths you might go to
the strengths and weakness of every falicy
strategy' drawn in the sand of time ,star dust ya galaxy
flow juggernauts ,
leave ya pen hand an ya jaws swoll , whether ya a thug a not
you'll never develop a deeper plot
if you were to level up bring the devil up and explore his deepest thought
microphones in allignment with constallations
constant information
processing and contimplation
manifested destiny
your a celestial whore you put milky way in all your recipe's
let the heavens reflect how you look at your self
are you orion, his sword ,or belt
i got my cannons fuse lit
stand and use it
shoot past the stars ,your never gonna know for your self
what its like
unless you ignite insight


well im just gonna lay it out there you can hit me back

anyone who has constructive critism or any comments always welcome?

Q) Why do scientists pay billions of dollar for a single brain that belongs to a rapper?
A) Because their brains are brand new, never been used.

Q) how come your life is so desolate that you go on batttle rapping sites to make fun of people a shallow attempt to make yourself more then just a speck of star dust
A) cause your lonely and ya dicks chafeing , and your palms are still trying to heal the lacerations from which you got ya lubrication

A High School student in Oakland, California, received a homework assignment in his Ebonics Class. All he had to do was put each of the following words in a sentence. This is what he did:


1. Rectum...I had two Cadillacs, but my ol' lady rectum both.

2. Hotel...I gave my girlfriend the crabs, and the hotel everybody.

3. Odyssey..I tol' my bro, you odyssey the jugs on dis hoe.

4. Stain...My mother-in-law axed if I was stain fo dinner again.

5. Seldom...My cousin gave me two tickets to the Knicks game, so I seldom.

6. Penis...I went to a doctor and he gave a cup and said penis.

7. Catacomb...Don King was at the fight the other night. Man, somebody give that catacomb.

8. Foreclose...If I pay alimony this month I'll have no money foreclose.

9. Undermine...There a fine lookin' hoe in the apartment undermine.

10. Disappointment...My parole officer tol' me if I miss disappointment they gonna send me back to the bighouse.

11. Income...I jus' got in bed wit de hoe, and income my wife.

12. Honor...At the rape trial, the judge axed my bro' who be honor first?

13. Fortify...I axed the hoe how much, and she say fortify.

14. Israel...Alonso tried to sell me a Rolex; I said man, that looks fake; he say, no, Israel.

kinda funny mildly offensive - u get a family guy rateing!!!

yo PROFESSOR you gonna let zippo just call you and every battler retarded
lets stop this battle this zippo biytch comes on line just to cold dis this shyt
yeah we battle and we all diss each other but we have a understanding its just a battle this fool zippo bytch gets on line to fill in his shytie time with his no friends and no life to impost on our shyt and call you all retards who the fark is he with his shytie hat and his make up this fool don't know
****


YOU ALL JUST GONNA SIT BACK AND LET THIS FOOL DISS EVERY BATTLER ON THIS FOURM stop the battle AIM YA SHYT AT ZIPPO

why did he even come in this forum any way it may be beacuse he thought he could battle but he just cant dumb bytch so ZIPPO your not welcome fake bytch

you think you can rap about my god
man your a fuckin joke, just another fraud
so start prayin,gods' the only one savin you
you a sloppy mawfuckin jew
you need some beats to come to the rescue
coz your broke ass can only afford a kazoo
man your a loose screw
hopefully were havin a breakthrough
you cant rap
so just shut your trap
all that comes out when you spit is crap
so lets recap
you think you can kill god, are you on crack
the lord above
doesnt even have to give you one shove
coz in one clap
he'll bring hitler back
no one will stop him from killin all you mawfuckin jews
coz you all abunch cock chews
so tick tock the times runnin out
give god a shout
hes just gunna tell your fag ass to burn hell
so **** you bitch!

if ya tink I is a fool,
den come meet me face2face at my swiming pool
cuz when you get der you'll be eatin my stool
ya. all will finally learn to go bak to skool

Nigga u think that was tight? That wasnt even close to **** to end this fight.
More powerful than Gods one handed might, i'll smack you like a bitch reactin like you just seen the light.
Other niggas they be lookin at my style wondering where i got it from
but sorry to burst ya bubble its my mans mind raised by a single mum
it ain't no pussy ****, i live the soldier life, comin outa the jungle without a scratch and just a knife, i penetrate bitches, just ask ya wife
and i dont really stress over imitation niggas cause they know they ain't like me sittin on 7 figures. Go figure that your words can't touch the untouchable, you can run along like the little kid you are snackin on a lunchable.

So lets see you give it a shot chump.

Kwc you ain't got no God, you a nigga flyin solo like a Nostradamus Hog
Ive seen **** you ain't never seen before, **** that'll make you bleed on the insides and have you cryin "no more!" the type of **** that only a soldier could handle, and my son you are no John Randle.
please don't get mad just because i'm stylin on you cause i got niggas on my back that would lay shotty pumps on you and that'd just be the start of would they would do, police heard you missing without a clue while we mossin around the city, yea thats my crew

think your a soilder, but you aint in the millary
you just anotha fucked up fairy
claim you got the roughest crew
i dont think dat tru
come play
ill pull out da AK
might wanna get ready when you hear da cad rumblin down the street
before your head is beside your feet

ill put you in my gas chamber like a Jew ill cause a holocaust with the words i spit
my words are like slugs from a SS soldiers gun now zippo Betta run a single shot to the back of ya head now biytch ya dead throw ya body in a ditch with other victims .. taking drugs to keep my mind at ease blood on my hands watch the devils glance looking at the lite shade
with human skin a tattoo as the design ill drink a cup of blood and wine wash my hands with human fat listen to the gats go ratta tat tat jews hiding in roofs eating dead rats ready to smash a german with a baseball bat
trick my victims to take a shower and lock the door with the deadly gas bodies laying still Hitlers life fulfilled so fark a Nazi fark a soldier i am here to make you fear me drop a tear as blood spills all for thrills so zippo keep looking like a beytch with lip stick and make up and that farked up hat now you can listen to my GATT go ratta tat tat




YOU BYTCH ZIPPO

Doggie your rhymes are weak and pathetic, if you keep spittin this fake ****, ima have to call a verbal medic
talkin **** about my crew? little boy, we was pushing half pounds when you were only 2 and for all you muthafuckas i got some news for you, this fakestar ain't a gangsta, the only thing hes squeezin is his feet in his little brothers shoe
now how you gonna keep spittin lyrical bullshit, you better gear the **** up cause ima bout to let off a full clip

yall scared ta reply come on some1 lets battle

1.2 i got my sights on you ill put you in to a mental ward screaming my name i inflict brain damage with a single word i make the earth shake when i spit my **** you suck another mans dick i am like a horror movie
ill keep ya on the edge of that seat your on NANG ON ding dong my door bell rang HANG ON I AM COMEING sorry peoples it was Avon ringing my bell she was a sexy little bitch oh here i go 3.4 Ive gaged her mouth Ive strung her up sowed her eyes lids closed let my demons go i am gonna eat this ho i put a hole in her skull for fun blood on my face blood on my hands
blood on the floor here i go with the evil flow get a axe and hack her up
drink her blood as it runs down her tits hay kids its all for kicks
eat her tongue its nearly all dun ................. HANG ON once again I AM TRUELY SORRY ........5.6 its a battle oh yeah i for got here i go again WHAT IS GOING ON WITH ME OGEE THATS ME i fill body bags wipe my hands with bloody rags putting up tags with blood now bytches y'all Betta run roast ya brain put you to shame who gonna start with me
let it be known i am the gun shooting lyrical slugs killing nuns
my evil is never out dun so come on a journey to another dimension
open ya mind lets go back in time sing the evil rhyme 1/2 CrUsHeR is coming for you 3/4 ya Betta lock your door ill rape ya fukin whore 5/6 hold a crucifix 7/8 ya Betta stay awake 9/10 ill make ya body shake god sake
all you biytches are fake ill take ya soule to hell ring the devils bell
watch out ill take ya all to hell




LET THE BATTLE BEGIN

1/2 why u wanna battle me when im betta than u,
ya rhymes got nottin on me and ya know its true,
you've seen what kind of a rapper i've developed into,
3/4 ive got alot of wins i can account for,
come ta my hood and ya blood al have ta be mopped up of the floor,
i got more defense than the marine corps,
5/6 im gitten tired a battlin yall pricks,
but a good ass woopen al give ya a fix,
and when it happens ill be of at ma crib with ya chicks,
7/8 ya think ya a gansta's but where ya live dont even have a crime rate,
u know I'm winnin there's no debate,
ya cant beat me why try ya must have hit a mental state,
9/10 i won ya rap career has come to an end

fuc you you ******* pussey why dont you suck my dick lets get it