Neverending Rap Battle

Ha sang and you said i have swagger aa hem ? check my last post

i love it im here till the years still appear cant kill the mirror ,image scrimage for the spinach wearing no labels not even my own i see it in your tombstones two drones short of a circuit give me a mixin board lsd for lickin perfect what you dont drugs sucks to be you r2 fucks d2 on my chess board yes sure feeling the pressure build professor dick nasty with a sassy classy melester ashley mcnasty dont give a **** either stay or leave its what ever you believe the story ends or just begun with her busty buns i got the music that'll make you have an orgasm
mouth an open chasm
facial twitch and leg spasms
music you can get high off
fly off
wont take ya eyes off
third eyes a bird
fly
soar
roar a lion
living at a fast pace but wont cheetah
person
from a litre of thirst then
got blood vessels bursting
curseing cussing adreniline rushing
bboy busting dust rings
brushing a portait of a earth sittin on a man sittin on a light bulb
emitting might evolve to admitting ad libbing mad kidden
my claws raw my paws pad hitten
mag ician
glad i got ya to listen
usually guys move to see if your watching
move the couch in front of the tv
move the garden in the basment
dudes muse hardened by the patients
growings blatent
when you come to my house
run to my house
come through the couch to grasp the remote
pass ya votes
hand over the controller
to the ones playing the game
romeo's slaying dames
to the homies slanging games
grandma's boys
everything we understands a ploy
but whose hand moves pinnocio boy
these strings are cuttin off strangulation
cut um
**** um
whats done is done
where ya froms where ya from
theres scum on the bedaus
theres scum in the meadows
theres something in the metal that wolverines
theres something to settle that resovle the scene
forget what all youve seen
crawl back in the uteris
now the future is
now the shooter is as always the one holdin
the smoking gun
ones golden
are suns smoldering
throw a rhyme in the cauldrin
and fall in
no withdrawls when
im with yall
take a hit ya'll
a man u cant make a bitch ya'll
understand
buried beneathe the bleachers of billions ,millions, hundreds a fans
its no wonder Hu-da-man
look in the mirror are you the man
got 3 legs 2 to walk 1 to stand
put on my new tennis shoe as you run through the land
**** it ,look its come to the man
we only become what we’ve bin
get fucked again
I don’t know if you have the the ******* flem
But ima write my own destiny
cause I got the ******* pen

i love it im here till the years still appear cant kill the mirror ,image scrimage for the spinach wearing no labels not even my own i see it in your tombstones two drones short of a circuit give me a mixin board lsd for lickin perfect what you dont drugs sucks to be you r2 fucks d2 on my chess board yes sure feeling the pressure build professor dick nasty with a sassy classy melester ashley mcnasty dont give a **** either stay or leave its what ever you believe the story ends or just begun with her busty buns i got the music that'll make you have an orgasm
mouth an open chasm
facial twitch and leg spasms
music you can get high off
fly off
wont take ya eyes off
third eyes a bird
fly
soar
roar a lion
living at a fast pace but wont cheetah
person
from a litre of thirst then
got blood vessels bursting
curseing cussing adreniline rushing
bboy busting dust rings
brushing a portait of a earth sittin on a man sittin on a light bulb
emitting might evolve to admitting ad libbing mad kidden
my claws raw my paws pad hitten
mag ician
glad i got ya to listen
usually guys move to see if your watching
move the couch in front of the tv
move the garden in the basment
dudes muse hardened by the patients
growings blatent
when you come to my house
run to my house
come through the couch to grasp the remote
pass ya votes
hand over the controller
to the ones playing the game
romeo's slaying dames
to the homies slanging games
grandma's boys
everything we understands a ploy
but whose hand moves pinnocio boy
these strings are cuttin off strangulation
cut um
**** um
whats done is done
where ya froms where ya from
theres scum on the bedaus
theres scum in the meadows
theres something in the metal that wolverines
theres something to settle that resovle the scene
forget what all youve seen
crawl back in the uteris
now the future is
now the shooter is as always the one holdin
the smoking gun
ones golden
are suns smoldering
throw a rhyme in the cauldrin
and fall in
no withdrawls when
im with yall
take a hit ya'll
a man u cant make a bitch ya'll
understand
buried beneathe the bleachers of billions ,millions, hundreds a fans
its no wonder Hu-da-man
look in the mirror are you the man
got 3 legs 2 to walk 1 to stand
put on my new tennis shoe as you run through the land
**** it ,look its come to the man
we only become what we’ve bin
get fucked again
I don’t know if you have the the ******* flem
But ima write my own destiny
cause I got the ******* pen


Swagger!!!!!!!

and i don't apolagize for cussing **** it

You think your all that but your mama says different
she be whak asking for some crack
you know your ryhms they bust them lines
you cant rap for crap you intend to be the best
but for the rest we think its just best if you go and head west
stay outa this page becouse we dun hate unless we create
thats my rhym is against them blinds who think there eminem
the bitchy ass man who thinks he can
but no one out blasts the king of words who shows all you terds
who holds the biggest words

yo i know you guys want to make a name off me chiksterr tried it to an theres a reason why she hasnt posted for about a month now and why im the longest running emcee on the site you guys decide whose best to me its just semantics
i know who i am
what i am
what i am capable of

im not your stepping stone ecspecially when most of you are parapalegic rappers , get ya own styles ,your own personality's and your own message

you sound like retarded carbon copies of carbon based life support systems


cashie sounds like freud a lil paranoid
grow a lil pair a boys
it was apparent
when we asked ya parents
where the birth certificate
it was transparent
your worse then a hipocrite
fish hook u cause you suck but ya lips dont fit
u look like a fat bitch with no tits
oh **** you think ur eminem ,and your biggest word was different
what difference does it make
blow out ya candles or cut the cake
to old for this
i dont know how many ppl told you this
your a microclone kissin the ass ya told ta kiss
kid you cant hold ya piss
have ya bladder splattered on jacobs ladder with a soldier fist
you still wearing hand me downs from ya older sis
trust honour respect , the code of this
mic

em does em
u do u
me i am who i am
been this way since 87
wont leave till im in hell maybe heaven
im 21 your rhyme skill maybe 7
your real age maybe 11
but ricki there cant be two number 1's
ya'll puppy's hundred n 1
check my record hundred ta none
check ya checkers this is chess we playing under the sun
leaveing the fabric of time undone
un spun
unspooled
u sound unschooled
im leaveing this baby's new year nuclear like the suns fuel
when i blow up , ima leave you in the shadows
noone believe you when you battle
enough of ya horseshit n the pen you saddle
u little kids dont get it ,puttin me next to em's a compliment
it means im compitent
and ya dad an moms isnt


lol< alright Cashie have a good day , i make music with a message so your not left dead in a death bed ,i use that freethinking method for you little meth heads

i eat cereal with your name u serious ,http://www.kashi.com/
check this out and tell me if you shouldnt change your name http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qPGEFFkhxmk

Cashie19,
I'll split your dome piece
and leave you to die
splitting your spleen
ill leave the scene
while im in between
yo mamas legs
and i got semen
flowing through her teeth
so far down her throat
it was murder she wrote
she suck my dick harder than the green she toke
your just a smoke n mirror faggot that dun know..
you cant run the show
I put my summers on and run over you hoes
so get the **** outta here
you be drinkin too many beers
to even show your face around here..
this world is pretty big
but not big enough for the both of us
so move your fatass outta my way
and start diggin a grave for yourself, doofus
i got lucifus beggin to me on his knees
to drive your soul to hell, it will make him pleased
eternal damnation is where you need to be
anywhere but not here tryna rap..
get the **** out plzzz

and thats a wrap..

i ain't on this this site but i know right.
we can all tell that u sit at home when u all alone
watching 8 mile while all the while u wank over sumink vile.
just sit there in a pile of your cum.
in love with cheddar bob and rabbits mum.

im new here but i know we ment to rap not fk about sites n food
but my raps r home made
not taken from rabit in a raid.
i read your rap and in rap u ment to insolt and ryime
just take the mick out of your self being here
sat at at your laptop fingering your rear
u ment to have luck at rapen cus it didn't come with your face.

do u wont to let people know i beat u or just say this never happend
maybe i could let people know u chock like 8 mile and u don't have no style
but u watch it any way and u read this over n over
fken a 4 leaf clover.
now this battles over
all i need is a reply.
like said by that guy
in 8 mile
And all is well that ends ok.
So I’ll end this **** with a ... **** you but have a nice day!

k well if you want to use your own lines (slim ) and stop talking about wannabe eminems when its clear you cats r haha

i'll respond when u use yourr own material hahaha

u guys are jokes

thanks for the laugh , and what makes you think im not em kids ,rapping under an alias to scout talent

tick tock the clocks tickin
an you cocky mf are still chickens
bock bock finger lickins
like that mariah carey singer after i put my dick in
what are you an anoerix pimp, Slim pickins

wow if had fats with better beat then that
u should lick my meat u twat
take a seat n ill show u what it at
then pound your as into the mat

now drop a better beat than that

the stars layed with the heavens
orion still holding the blade of heaven
god grew up on earth an made the heavens
aphrodite picked an apple off the ugliest bush
which grew vines which grew grapes
through time grew apes
and the wine cellars started talking with there mouths full
drunk off realization
sober of society
four leaf clover notoriety
four leaf change over '
a new season to discover the change
enough memory banks to remember my name
and my aim
if i aim
high !!!
then my plane fly !!!
how many men became the sky
closed are mouths an our hearts became the eye's
i no of an arc
and a million man march
primordial soup for dinner
fountain of youth ya souls parched
its those hearts ,that make you smile with a look
a child with a book
a smile on a crook
not a crooked look
how many cooks it took
for this recipe
a taste of destiny
a splash of karma a love for lady luck and a date with fate
sun you dont want to be late dawns waiting
spawns procreateing
im about bros relateing
its not the clothes we made king
whats a crown without the kingdom that surround
im sure down if your up for it
im sure now i will never up an forfeit
to clever
looking to reach
new endevaours
new heights
do whatever it takes
mistakes
this stakes
for all the bones broken and fist breaks
this solution is forged out of absolution
not retribution get the neuce n then what
get the truth , the ugh
get in the booth hold your empty pens up
flems up
and gone , wonder where its gonna end up
i wanna smoke marijuana with my friends what
you got lighters you got fists throw them up
you have a heart a soul and a mind open up
its time for change im just begging for some open cups
hold ya think up
and drink up
put ya ink up
theses are my dogs what you think pups
when i was at the edge i didnt grasp it
i went past it
my rocket pack blasted , my wings were on fire
always went above and beyond
when they where sure i couldn't have gone higher
left the masses that bound me
breaking boundries
takeing boundries and redrawing the line of scrimmage
looked behind the eyes of the sinnics
and the lies of ya gimmics
some ppl spend there lives on the minute
some throw it away in a minute
im staying in it
super sayin spit
man i feel super saying it ,everyday in it ,nights replayin it
thats the bed we made , as we layin it
i'll break it down an make it simple
but theres no way im lamen it (lame in it )
i came in flipped the light switch
payed the bills and got the light fixed
stay and chill we got all night click
the taps are running the wishing well is a guyser
i couldnt dwell on evil
i believe in better ,wishing well its just wiser
the hell inside a church steeple is gonna hurt people
same ppl who use a gun to hurt people
you think its fun when your hurt people
what happens when its your son in the dirt equals
theres people then theres evil
wheres kenevel there in people darein people
to fight whats scareing people
smoke ,drink ,fight, theres no cents compareing lethal
whats apparent evil what ya parents evil
do americans have hair on eagles
damn i wish we could put some hair on egos
we'd have alot of highflying seagulls
some furry cockroaches an beetles
glocks roaches needles
all i can prescribe is a fresh vibe to make your flesh alive
jeeze in this life i hope death survives
it deaths ur drive ,what kinda car you driveing when death arrives
lets get the right handed first ,then whats left ta die
left of eye miss lopez tupac and jimmy jammin with eddie
the devil looking at god ,saying!!! damn him and that medley
i orchestrated the symphony
demonstrated that simply
we advocated a da vinci
a place we havent located since we
left
hey woven bethoven into my breath
may not hear me but you'll feel it
nay say the theory but what can you say to your spirit
this the real **** just ask ya colon
and midas why you always try to hide behind the face ur holding
sure your fake an golden
first the heartbreaks the soul then
it takes time to get over the heartache ,faith turns golden
wraiths turn old n
the pages turn old then , we either print a new copy or write a new story
did you see the hype on the new story
must be kidding me mikes a news story
mikes a library mikes true story
might be 2 stories higher then the sky
the fire in his eyes
n you wonder why you find yourself admirein this guy
the fire in his eyes




hi everyone tell me what you think its just you know me so all feedbacks welcome

heres instrumentals to listen to well reading http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WEqdr_Awdak&feature=PlayList&p=513387AEB6D76B34&index=3&playnext=4&playnext_from=PL


its inspirational music peace love happyness

wtf that is ****
face it there to long
like my slong
u ware a fong

your raps r ngall wrong
mum said your dads not long
u said it tick tock
suck me cock
my raps r rock
got u in a lock
fk u u lil frock

here i made it easy for yea !!! Slim


Ur a Super Sucker Jive Turkey Bad Motha Always Getting The Shaft
Forgetting To Live Life Forgetting To Laugh
look in the mirror its the only time u Gettin A Laugh


Yours Truely , Societys number #1 somebody's gotta Do It
you wouldnt have a shot if you had a Gun Stupid

i dont need easy just not a fucken ses
u ain't no pro fes i am chek this ****

I’m taking you to school
Call me the professor
You’re sexually confused
Cause you’re a cwossdwessa.
You wike to kiss men
And that’s weal funny
Call up Hugh Hefner You’re a gay boy bunny.
You’re wost on this stage
You need a map, Junkie
You made a wong weft turn
At Albuquerque
One mo! One mo!
I’m a pimp cause my hunting appeal’s hot, son,
I do a dwive by on your hole
With my double bawweled shotgun

long for u if not learn this.
my pen and paper cause a chain reaction
To get your brain relaxin, a zany actin maniac in action
A brainiac in fact son, you mainly lack attraction
You look insanely wack when just a fraction of my tracks run
My rhyming skills got you climbing hills
I travel through your mind into your spine like siren drills
I'm sliming grills of roaches, with spray that disinfects
And twisting necks of rappers 'til their spinal column disconnects
Put this in decks and check the monologue, turn your system up
Twist 'em up, and indulge in the marijuana smog
This is the season for noise pollution contamination
Examination of more cartoons than animation
My lamination of narration
Hits the snare and bass in a track for duck rapper interrogation
When I declare invasion, there ain't no time to be staring, gazing
I turn the stage into a barren wasteland...
I'm Infinite

You know you live in 2009 when..

1.)You accidentally enter your password on a microwave.

2.)You haven't played solitaire with real cards in years.

3.)The reason for not staying in touch with your friends is that they don't have a screen name.

4.)You'd rather look all over the house for the remote instead of just pushing the button on the tv.

6.)Your boss doesn't even have the ability to do your job.

7.)You read this list, & keep nodding and smiling.

8.)As you read this list, you think about sending it to all your friends.

9.)And you were too busy to notice number 5

10.)You actually scrolled back up to check that there was a number 5.

11.)And now you're laughing at your stupidity.

12.)Put this on your profile if you got owned, and you know you did.

you biter who the hell do u think u are stealing eminems infinite

thats it get off the sit your whack you literally just bit a whole verse from eminem's demo infinite

bounce


WE HAVE A BITER YOU WANNA STEAL EMINEMS LIINES AND USE THEM ON ME

i only had to read the 1st two lines
to realize
that i was just wasting my time..
the rest of your rap lyrics came out of nursery rhymes
ur life has almost run outta time
so quit sucking eminems dick
and go listen to some sublime
& go run along little girl
and may god help you
in the strange but wonderful world
a world that would be better off without you
so i hope you die, have no regrets because ur daddy fucked you
even ask your girlfriend,
when i was at her house
she had my fried eggs and dumplings in her mouth
so next time you open your trap
just keep in mind
what comes out is nothing but crap
like your opinions dont even matter
plz go drown yourself in the next available crapper

you are no rapper..
you are a failure..
so dont hate on the game,
hate the player

dont fk with my line just cus your fking nuthink else
talken bout my girl just cus yours is called ted
ill ******* brake your spine
just cus your girls got u hanging on a threed
theres meny er people in my line
your muma droped you on your head
dont diss my line cus u know there fine
and we all know your lyics have been said