Neverending Rap Battle

that waz so horrible i dont even need to rhyme
i dont need to waste my time
half ur **** didnt make sense
u must be fuckin dense
plexico and lebron r two different sports
plex is on the field and lebron on the court
but here we go again copying me wit plex
nigga im bout to give u a hex
ur the reason why rap music is in doubt
but watever im here so people will keep it but for now pce man im out

MAKE ONE WISH AND FRENCH KISS MY CLENCHED FISTS, AS YOU EVAPORATE SCREAMING IN THE FIRERY MISTS, IS THIS. ONE DEVIL AND FIVE HUNDRED DEMONS. FEEDING ON YOUR FLESH LIKE HUNGRY WOLVES AT A MEETING. ******* STEP BACK OR GET CLACKED OR GET CLAPPED.GET YOUR HOE ASS BACK OR LIKE A BITCH YOU GONE GET SLAPPED. OR GET PLOWED,, WE WILL BREAK YOUR ASS DOWN. LIKE A FUCKINGBULL DOZER MAD AT THE TOWN.

yall nate
i think u might need rymezone just to help u create
sum rymes
me and jose been sitting here just ******* wasting are time
ur barz are so dry ithink they need sum e45 cream
and dont forget to tell your mother next time not to scream
my barz will hit u like a beam of light
leave yall outta sight
u moms pussy so tight
that when i rub it tonight
she be like thats alright
and why u like u cuming in moms hair for
u aint even got a penis
yall strapons in your top draw
and yall aint commited no crime
ur worst crime was for lying
to ya teacher
for letting this kid beat cha
yall my barz are like nas
i got 6 new cars
yall moms tits in bra's
and ur like ima step up like dwight howard
whats a matter with you son
are u a coward
cant u step up like yourself
y u gonna pretend to be someone else
are u scared we gonna leave you in unconditional health
coz ill sneak up in stealth
and then finish u off
you be twitching around
like a blinded moth
not even a cough
not even a breeve
but dont worry i got barz up my sleeve

its time for me to leave
and let jose finish you off

ooh by the way i thought ur to fast for me
coz actully
it seems to me
that i beat you so hard
i was too hard to see
but come on "G"
i expected better from you
not to get beaton by 2 teenage white doods
but thats just the way that it goes
so maybe next time u might catch my flow
OH **** ur moms carrying ******* my baby "OH NO"

thats right nate
your got beat by us so lets get something straight
cant u see that two teenager white boy beat u in every rhyme
every verse and line
but im not gonna waist my time
cuz me and charlie dont need each other to take a faget
so ill see you later queer
i gotta go while charlie is hittin ur mom in the front ill be hitting her in the rear

Yea the boy think he sick,
Im located in tulsa, but came from NY n ****,
Upstate you bitch, ur from where the nieghbors complain bout it,
and when i say it, i mean me **** it im walkin and u scheming to be me,
i stay high, u other rappers dont comply,
and im breaking u wit mah words like ply, wood,
u ask me if im shitin or should, u wishin i would, u wishin u could,
get that understood, the sarge is here, mah bars out there,
And if i throw them, u'll prolly fetch em and hopefully think i'll pet "CharliesForce"
Im sick nigga, u actin sick juss tah miss school u dick,
it's all trick, stop tryna be me u cant,
Dont step to the champ, u washed up and ya niggaz is damp,
ur momz i dont **** wit tha tramp, but she offer tah suck,
im callin her up, and mah boys gett seconds n such
i smoke, but first im breaking the dutch,
then fillin it up, and u still tryna bring the beef up,
So u kno what, im scoopin ya chick,
then let tha gun have death serve you up, like ah ice cream truck,
i got goons that will check you up, that aint got phd's,
i get high, while sippin on goose, and some remy,
It's nothin while u cats duckin cuz i shoot at mah enemies,
ya girl mah t-mobile hoe,she textin me on the low,and she gives no chargin fee.
you digg it....

guyysssssss chillllllll chilll chillll.
man its not my faught sitting here all day, trying to come up with rymes just waisting my time, you take this **** so hard, like you white trash boy u cant rhyme you just ******* lard, i dont need this ****, get like me spittn in your moms clit, yuo think you guys are for real, i **** things that are better then eat this like your for a meal. this aint new news, use probably from detroit, just ask the lions they do nothing but lose, talkn about sports, you aint got games ask your mom i cum 2 quarts now thats a sport. i dont want to hear this **** just come to me when you think your kobe ill be waiting just like lebron james

no im not from detroit
but u not lebron ur no king ur the new kid on the block
about to get shot down like biggie and tupac
and anyways we dont tlk about sports so u jus fuckin retarded
u smell like **** u fat lard
you will see
you will fall on your ass
faster than the fat ass
that sat down to fast
when im down you will be a thing of the past
forgotten
just sitting in your living room wit nothin jus jerkin and rotten
ill take your girl car and job
while you will be goin sob sob
but im italian and i still dont need my mob
to smash a queer
you will be in the headlight like a mother ******* deer
cant you see you cant stop me im on a tear
nobody on this site is better than me
sit down listen and you will see
lil jose bitch im the

yall nate ima make ****
this real quick
and make rymes short
and ill send it to ur mother in the bed or the court
u like to spit about sports
is it a habit
so y dont you just reach out and grab it
instead of sitting at ur computer desk with ur rymebook and rabbit
left hook
right hook
ill leave you stunned and shook
you be wishing you could hang with a gangsta or crook
and y u dissing lil jose for
jus coz hes better than you
you say white boys cant ryme
but we got better things to do
instead of battling wid an ametur trying to hang wid the crew
and by crew i mean real spitters
and that aint you
not sum fagget ass trying to smell mothers knickers
or are grandmothers slippers
dam are you a peado
your starting to scare me thou
but dont worry when you start to grow a penis
we seperate the boys from the men
and then maybe that way ur spitting will get a rate out of ten
but here we go again
we gonna be battling for days
until you realise when
this **** gonna come to an end
but fuk this ****
this **** wernt my best
im just keeping to your level
and putting yer to the test

wat iz yu on wit yo fat kid loves cake,
i dnt noe wat yu lyk more 50, or this d*** in yur face
yur rapin?, or pretendin?
i dnt noe if its yur d*** or yur dadz thatz extendin
yur gay raps are phony
ill have yu murderd lookin lyk a Cannelloni
ill have yu bleedin till yur burgundy
this rap game aint new to me
take a minute and rite some real raps
and ill love for this shyt to last
so ill take pictures of my rear end,so yu wont forget my ass
hit me back

ur an idiot thts off 8 mile

Yo check it,
you can try to clown on God
but I dont play
rappin is a habbit so battling is my way
so history’s what I’ll make
ill wrap you in a box while im on stage and drown you in your birthday cake.
Ill shove a beer bottle down ya throat and clown at you while you wallow in your own sorrow and laugh at you while you swallow the bottle whole.
ill beat the **** out of cause i got birthday licks(#of hits you get if its your b day)
u scream "GOD HELP!!!!!!" but he dont care
cause im beatin you with his sons crucifix!
should i spare you and use my fists
hell **** it you deserve a beating
you stupid fuckin atheist.
change ya ways nigga or this **** will happen
so just stop fuckin hatin
and stop fuckin rappin

all personal
and eminem is my idol
PEACE!

piece of it
in my hand
my glove for you
and ampersand

what is all this **** bout mums
nun of u like mums
if anythink u like male bums
nun of u can cum
u sit at home sucking ur fum
this site ****
ur ****
its all ****
mmmrm fum cum mum
i think uaint rapers ur dum

this is to all of you cmon i'll take you all on i'll write a verse for each of you hit me up !!!

eyo professor
lets goooo

Ayo while ya'll standin in praise, my eyes aim, gat burstin out flames.
just got out of jail, im a Lost animal, Viciously untaimed,
call me insane nigga my mind is derranged,
hit you from both sides, full blinded with no vibe,
my whole state locked up sellin dimes,
these bars spitten acid straight shots killen rhymes,
ya ova dosin ya whole speghetti brain lose!
strike ya waist, billy bat make ya face bruise!
im in a race, not stop plastered gates,
my teck blast slugs badder then a faster Pace!
put you locked in a Secure Mental Institute!
Cuz my lyrics make people's Brains ooze!
while stunnin wit money in ma yellow rain suit!
No mo yellin rates fool,
my whole block counted red in the braves rule,
number one trade schoool!
Ima street leaper, gat steady like a straight tool.
Aimed to ya face make it look like a framed clue
my chemical change mess wit ya lame dudes.
full fire sprayed , never made to blame crews!
im makin stacks, ya'll hopin for the same juice.
Stuck written with this un-gifted fright,
miss understood in the unlifted light,
**** you and This rap ****, while im livin this twisted life!
Game over , done smashin ya dome,
nigga my flow so chrome make ya hold ya own throat , ya blood start to flow, Ya dead in a closed hole. no noise heard, thrown in a stone home.

you were born with a dick in ur brain, yeah fucked in the head,
ur step father said that u sucked in the bed,
til one night he snuk in and said,
i want my dick sucked in the shed,
cant we just play with the playstation instead,
after u fucked him in the butt and gave some head,
bust a nut then got some rest,
the next day ur mother said,
what the **** is with him,
is he still fucked in the head
ur father acted innocent said i got no clue,
while ur mother looked at u she couldnt give a poo,
u were only just young,
thought ur dad was number one,
but then u couldnt run cos ur sore up the bum


I love you all

bitch!, that is eminem you **** nut

im probably a idiot, but im proud of it
had your mom strapped up and she didnt complain about it
thinkin your the **** but you dont know this
im always on track blowin smoke like a locomotive
my raps spit out golden masterpieces
ill win the rap fight while i state my thesis
my crew clipped up, killin you through telekenieses
ill kil yu im not blak or cocasion
im juzt a hispanic beatin yu up like a mafia war invasion
what type of gangsta iz yu,never been on probation
your raps are pollution.mines mixed with contamination
lookin to you givin the examination
have you bleedin like a cartoon but mor like a animation
i hit the bong smokin up the lamination of narration
have you beggin for mercy from a terrogation
your beggin...beggin to free willy
my raps sick but im illy
make your moms ass pop a wheelie
comin out fresh cause my hat say philly

eyo
maybe my mom wasnt complainin at first
but then when she realized your the worst
i heard her yelp for help
she wasnt aware of what you were lacking below the belt
i heard her yell and squeal
all she wanted was a dick she could feel
black and caucassion r two different things
now i called u out again i bet you wanna run at me and take a swing
but you can try but you wont get a swing
not against me the king
and now your illy
this aint lil wayne music whats next ur gonna be a yung millie
dont think so, im not beggin for mercy im still standin
ill have you pleadin
cuz my names jose
and if you come up in my hood you better be on your knees
or youll be sayin please
jose dont shoot me
now you see
i dont need no telecafaget
i can be a man about it and **** up this lil maget
after readin this you will have a big sigh
and i can sit back and relax for i know u wont reply