Neverending Rap Battle

i aint finish yet like game beef 50
im wickd wen i spit it turn out to b toxic
that would melt u into liquid
my lines r as hard as rock thats makin u bleed
my simile is like H5N1 virus that killin u inside out
ur just started to spit like da young bow wow
ive been doin this like da uncle of bow wow
my flow is ill and smooth
its skilld nd loaded
so im rdy to shoot
i kno ur alrdy dead from my last few lines
but i gotta mak sure that u wont come bak alive
u made big mistakes like Bush invaded Irag!

ur just a fag that tryin to rap
but heyo welcome to da class
that u can learn from
even if u graduate or not
ill still take u to da prom as my bitch
nd u kno y? cuz im too nice
i cant let my dog to die without its mate
u nd ur bars r going to break
nd this is da last line u gnna hear from me

hey you how old ru? lol im 21

lol that was gay as **** that **** dont even rhyme but ok ill keep going cuz im sick wid it like that

mothafucka your like ink..
you hear my rhymes, you get wet, then you smear
to me dogg your style is like sound proof glass its clear.
but something i dont want to hear..
mofucka im crazier then britney spears..
that bitch shaved my head and said you where next cuz she heard you where here
and thinking your gonna win, bitch your in denile
i spit rhymes long as the nile
i listen to your rhymes and think that **** is mild
but my **** is hot,, and i knew that when your bitch got a clot
cummed in her twat and she said that **** is hot..
she said that hit the spot, gave her an orgasm and made her pop a squat
sucked my dick so hard the vaines came out my cock..
after an hour the bitch was twitching i made her pop lock...
she said you can do that too,,, NOT !!!!!!!!!
see bitch dont try to diss me
cuz i can make your girl pee
and please dont try to come back cuz ill end your carrer like Nsync



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try to make it rhyme this time loser make me wait 2 hours for a gay as verse..
no offense

umm im 17 my nigg where u from ???

it aint about rhyming man its how u gonna slang with ur bars

this kid from SF nd u?

but it makes no sense
im from LA

I'm the page of the week
Got these Yankees hatin' on the sheiks, got a hundred bullies waitin' in the streets
It's the Free Agent, it's the homie's fourth mission
Replace your teeth with braces, leave your bony jaw missin'
I spy with my little eye, somethin' start with "J"
Got these jealous motherfuckers with hearts of hate
Tom Hanks, you're a "Castaway"
Marooned alone in the cave, lookin' like a fuckin' basket case
Y'all dudes is cold-hearted, well, let my heat melt ya
The peeps knew you were **** soon as the peeps smelt ya
The rap Ryan Giggs has just scored a sweet belter
And if I'm a +Fowler/fouler+, you can catch me on "EastEnders"
I'm all for the +Street+, **** the +cobblers+ in +Weatherfield+
These cats want beef, finna send 'em a leg of veal
Hot **** straight out the oven, makin' my Ready Meals
Got you runnin' back and forth like Benny Hill

bud id like to see u try to beat me i was just ******* around u talking **** ull be the first on the ground i may not be that good but i garenty i could woop ur ass in a battel or even on the street cause im just that neat ill get my boy k dawg 28 and he will help u shut ur fuckin gate ya u herd right my rhymes may not be that tight but im better then u im like king kong and ur the dog **** stuck on the bottem of my shoe so u can try to dis me at the same time ur mom will kiss me than shell tap me slap me make me ******* happy witch is pritty nasty but then agen look at u pce nigga bitch

wow is you serious this nigga must be dilirious
you better hope your friends dont see this
bitch your my rihanna ill slap u like chris
motha fucka dont tell me not to diss
dont talk to your daddy like that cuz ill close my fist
...
didnt i murder you a week ago you sorry hoe
your more anoyying then your mom, but that bitch can blow
please dogg dont come at me with that week flow
here lets make a deal, ill give you a week to grow
and turn into a better mC, maybe not as good as me
but that way i can laugh next time you flee and climb a tree
..
you woop my ass in the streets
keep dreaming bitch and have a seat
cuz i have 3 bitches waiting in line to eat my treat
so you wait your turn and beat your meat..
cuz thats what lozers like you do when they
meet someone like me that cant be beat
cuz in this game im like shaq i gots big feet
im as fast as a ninja playing hide and seek..
u dont belong in this kitchen cuz u cant take the heat.
..
so leave bitch cus your lucky 77 days have reaches an end
come back again and im gonna have to apprehend
turn in tina turner and get slapped again
im your idol bitch im like the crimson chin
and your the little boy chin wonder this is my domain
britney calls me insain
so know that im done killing you imma pop champagne
and give you one ticket to leave bitch take the train ...

you said it agent the page of the weak,
your like a bad pipe your shits gonna leak
with those gay rhymes your chances of winning are bleak
and the j you spot in your eye is 4 jizz when i gave you the treat
same as your girl when i fucked her in the backseat
..
free agent is that your name?
lol i know why cuz nobody wants to give you a record deal
i bet your a blood cuz my vains are bright blue
and imma kill you like hitler and all the gay jews
they call me a legend who is babe ruth
and dont be mad cuz i speak of the truth
dont get close or youll spit out a tooth
and please try me cuz im way nicer then you ..........

**** motherfuckers!
charliesforces is back leaving yall with a rap
leaving your lips dry and chapped as if u been sucking on crack
better listen carefully or your get caught in my trap
but also watch your back or your get physically clapped
your barz are just wack, but im drawing for the straight facts
you think you stand a chance, well you better compare my great stats
stat number one! you been ******* all those stray cats
whilst jerking off to all those homosexual gay mags!

to be continued...................................................................

they say the odds against me are crooked than impossible
like i was born with a whole in my heart, its an obstacle
im left to die by the doctors in the childrens hospital
but i never lose hope, success is psychological
the world is volital and the street is my education
shaping the nation like the blueprints of a maison
while shawshank record deals get you raped on occasion
so im focused on my economic situation
im like the little kids on tv that dig through the trash
i hustle regardless of the way you talk **** and laugh
a lot of niggas but they dont know the math cus they mind is narrower than the righteous path
its funny how on the blockniggas'll kill you for cash but never raise the gun and cry out "freedom at last"
the cold war's over but the world is still getting colder atlas walking through the projects with the hood on my shoulders
i would like to raise my children to grow to be soldiers but then a general would decide when they life would be over
so i work hard until my personality split, like the black panthers into the bloods and the crips
they said i'd never be ****, but now i sit and reminisce
flippin through genesis, ignorance is venemous and it murders the soul, spreading like a virus running red but out of control
ktown hustla in the streets back on the hustle
cuz three strikes'll get you life for stuffng crack in a duffel
upstate behind steel gates attacked in a scuffle
razor blades stuck on the side of pencils hacked to your muscle
but the emptiness is what bleeds you to death when it cuts you
and its the lawyers not the inmates scheming to **** you
trying to fight the system from inside eventually corrupts you
but thats what you get when you put a corporation above you
and it's the people that love you that seem to hurt you the most
sometimes when they die you find yourself cursing they ghost
but you make success nobody delivers your fates sometimes you give and you take since prehistoric vertebrates crawled out of the lakes
and thats the truth about life, what to do with the ghetto and the car rims or your ice
cuz even though we survive through the struggle that made us we still look at ourselves through the eyes of people that hate us
but ima make it regardless of the trugged up charges and semi-automatic barrages that empty your cartridge

crooked j on the mic took it away
ya'll caught hook line an sinker , got ya eyes in ya mouth look what ya say
i'll market my grand scheme ,well your living the fan dreams ,
my hands gleam my eyes blamm bleam , like cyclops
clearing up the red eye with some mic eye drop
leaveing red bulls and dead guys with the mics i drop
just to resurrect their insecurity
like reliving bad dreams of frosh month at your local fraternity
wont make me dope an ill for eternity
just cause i can rope kill your vocal chords burgundy
you think the weight of the situation burden me
i use every single word in me
multisyllable surgery we need some metaphors its and emergency
phoneix emerging free leave the world virgin free
but do it gracefully tastefully certainly you girls can't taste bully
im a baller a brawler and a night crawler
not gonna be the one that mauld- her
right skully
your bitch like skully, so i tossed her your bag a bones
the bag fostered an imposter
so close the make up guys deserve an oscar
the spine was made of foam
design made of drone
bling made of chrome
and a serial code ring ,
thing is think we should tell the government or they'd of known , already
im what you call the grimm reaper im who god call's deadly
when allah calls to keep ya mind ready
myan time ryhmeing im on time all ready
ya'll steady trying to learn the sequence
method turns to knowledge turns to power turns to secret
under the terms those who learn to keep it ! enough said

speak it with the winds of change
leak it in to the streams of veins
grasp it with the hands of justice
classic with the bam bam bust this
standing on your chest you finally understand my cusses
mongrel's don't wanna talk let hands discuss this
u normal smoke marijuana then here use your hands to bust this
here's a lighter theres the bong you got the cheech now chong
i got the speach now song
got ya speakers now on
ya decible meters now gone
the extraterrestrial creature is now own , earth for the first time
relax it'll only hurt your first time
cause if you try to verse mine i'll reverse time
and revert ya kind
to turpintine burns an lime juice in your conception
a calm weapon on set n
ready to glow
all explosive and fireworks rigged set and ready to explode
if you would like to see the conclusion please tune in to the next episode
of epic flows

yo props ktown ... your writeing has really improved who have you been listening to lately??? peace prof aka crooked j

brought up from the slums sick streets get ya gunned,
no missin the beats im on the mic hit up number One!
an while the other bitches wan me to farther them, i dont bother when they act up an i'll get to slaughter them, under water slim im tha harder grim,
scared arm from war niggas no part of it,
scream louder then my gat with tha hollow tips,
i dont call niggas out by the way they livin,
my heart an soul sent to me , an the pain was just givin im timid, rap juss ain a gimic.
**** all tha religion , **** wit me to long, cant tell me i aint livin while im spitten this song,
come to tha studio an tell me that ive written it wrong,
im pissed off cuz reality is makin us strong,
my intention on explosives will be makin a bomb, so tell me what the **** is goin on?? haha
these fake niggas rappin outside tha apollo,
my dick is like my music but more harder to swallow,
an kids all round me tellin me im like a fire,
so put ya weed ya ya lungs cuz my blood flows like you desire,
so no more thinkin that ya niggas down with me you crossed the boundaries,
no more mother fuckin round wit me,
or ya'll bound to see, how fuckin much my hounds wanna eat.
i dont act wit them motha fuckas outta new york but ima take out any niggas cuz i rap like sport, get ya hurt when im outdoors,
to close my tip pop hit shots when i flip rocks,
so dont be writen me tellin its independently ,
cuz my emotion got no control when i commit felony's,
ya brain will look like fuckin speghetti your weak,
when i drop the mic, its your go, nigga im ready to beef!
steady wit beats the barreta is heat so dont throw chedda at me!!!!

just when you thought i was gone
see me see that i'm not
closing up shop with doors locked
i dont mean to be mean
too easy suffocating mcs who feel
life without skill still sees his **** as real
leave all that leakin honesty of who the **** i am
where the **** i came from the back
hands down fake it making me laugh
tasting each hand for that salt on your ass
this **** is forever too long to last
psych your mad now i have surpassed
you two got to be beat but demons in me
too deep to be being in this **** its just beef
leaving me with nothing so youll have to believe
with your fuckin brain and not your eyes
youre a grain and i'm just a guy
vacume cleaning suckin up your life
tough enough get up and ask your wife
she would probably say the same
i am me but she only knows my name
says youre gay while youre away
and im naked in your bed getting head from her face
so now i'm dead to this place
i will be with her until the end
would you call me gay if she wasnt a man
it never hurts to pretend you think you like women
your wife was last week
your sister is this weekend

ayo motha fucka , i heard ya name was First Respawns,
i'll send a decoy out get ya teeth gone, i got dirt on you, so lets get this beef on!
i was in school but ma heart still got love fo da streeets,
plot ma paper writin off this run way of beats,
dreams of big money, drinkin beers off cocanut seats,
there once was a whore, we was drinkin galore sniffin coke on tha reef,
puff dat weed way back an my clothes still reak!
DRO money is fo sho money to im earnin my keeep!
so watch be get this cash, no joke fell down broke in tha past!
an i hate to brag, i got tha chrome upfront of me, slicker than jags!
put that kilo of coke in tha duffle an zipper tha bag!
an i forepass an jackass try'na act bad.. cuz that a prime example why niggas get toe tagged!!
an all ya fake rappers , professional gay ass graabbers,
i'll pull out tha cal start firin that gat at ya's!
little cat rappers juss attack like a mad trappers,
im just a mad blaster come test my gun nigga im tha black master!
homie never got his 9 down, go head an run that mouth, ima fire 9 rounds,
clip empty ya'll will juss hear 9 sounds, this my town, fly boy get ya gun down!
live is difficult but dont let tha hard bring,
or i'll open up ya chest an pull down on ya heart strings!

wudd up mofuckas? no one gunna reply, i need some competition......

man you think you guys can bust it back
what's up with that
then again your raps are whack
i bet you never been put down
by a chick in a skirt
but i can make you boys cry
and that's for sure
i've been beaten and bruised
lied to and used
taken advantage of and flaunted on the news

my garage full of cars like grand theft auto
bitch you'll look at me like i'm a model
my bank cards full and my clothes are tight
i wear gucci and stunnas at night
i got a man on my arm and spinnas on my car
i can flip my hair and make you fellas drop your jaw
i can pop your clutch like my ktm
like the energizer bunny bitch i keep goin
i take first place in a race everytime
just like the diamond hand, i shine

i shine like the spotlight that i'm standin in
been waitin for my chance now it's my time again
remember 032 will hit the ground runnin
just like my daddy i'll be stuntin
you backwoods niggas can't compare to me
you're just wiggers, losers, and a bunch of wannabe's
you think you got game, baby, come step to me
i'll show you the baddest bitch you ever seen
i love how you bitches think you're packin
but half you mother fuckas are actin
how bout you close your browser and limp off to a real war
so i can beat your ass worse than before
your battling skills on low on the the totem pole
bitches get on your knees and know your role.

yh check this **** out,

i was born with a brain, whilst everything was a strain
pulling back the rusted straps just to be the top of the game
after pulling the trigger, everything was the same
apart from the hurtened familys who where feeling the pain
i was gaining respect, whist i was making the fame
gripping those stacks as if they where dropping down like the rain
and now im ******* stuck here,
...and who else is to blame
all those hurt and grieving souls
i shuda jumped on the train
and now standing here, with no homies or brothers
ive been sent to hell, but god just where the **** are the others
with the time i got left, its best to ******* hide under covers
no person for guidance, where the **** are the mothers!
im sorry to say ive reached my final destination in life
swallowing those pills to reach the cause of my strife
..experiancing the thrills, and the entertainment in life
just made me even more eger to take a slash with my knife
not knowing who ill be hurting, could be a husband or wife
staring in the devils eyes is like a script or a reading
there telling you the pain youve caused, all the hurting and greiving
and now its the end of my time, i must be sunk down deep
just like all those swollen familys that i put down to sleep!

i pack a punch , grand openin on emcee's back to lunch
before you develop the hunger, to bring hell up or go under
blow under .075
, but you still can't pull over full sober , without ya license
gambling with the knife and ya lifes been playing with the dice since
chamber the ice rinse
more oil then saudi arabia got the game in the vice grips
nice whips cassanova slash zorro
passing over supernova's we the class, a tommarrow
super to know ya weed for cash , and you wanna borrow
ask us tommarrow
mask us tommarrow ,
so today we can be peter parker and mary jane
clark kent and lois lane
mr an ms fantastic mr an mrs smith core out those granny apples to smoke this spliff
come on i know you know this mang
no **** brains , this ain't a life bit
you may like dick ,but the only thing touching ur ass is a knife tip
,since ur dad and ur last cell mate were so small it might rip ,
but you'd probally like it ,
just like ya mom she's is into bondage n sodomy
is she comin on to me, i thought she was a dyke bitch
commonly i keep rappers in check with my nike kicks
it's about rap n respect , im mean you can talk about blappin a tech
if in real life, your life, these actions effect! but if your rapping for cheques
and you say your making music what ur making is clay aiken bull ****
better of if they'd taken bullet
your fake n bullshit **** sir
talking about getting grammy's and feeding ya family
i'll be shineing my nobel and takein a pulitzer
better know its the sounds waves that make my bullets blur
i'll be taken what ever god wanna hand me its bin my plan b
since i learned the language of streets ,
you understand me
one of those dang kids that love speach ,
rubber glove speech
and keep ******* with the mother of each ,emcee ,