Neverending Rap Battle

My initials are D M C
and i am da emcee
that runs it easy
I can flow like brees
when he throws a td
Then I make the hoes freeze
when they get a pose of me
I don't give a **** about
who you suppose to be
cuz
Professor's, a cross-dresser in drag
a child molester lookin for fags, ************
I take it all the way like Hester
Bringin' a buzz back to this bitch like a cigarette
The inflicter, shakin' the game like the richter
If u think ur richer, then send me a picture

You'll hafta dig deeper to bury me because I'ma
a mind crook, knockin down ur door,
I'll steal ur thoughts after I scalp you and ur whore
tie you up to some decor on ur floor, blood flowin like a downpour
I can't help it that I just sound more hardcore than what ur prepared for
Lizzie Borden wacks to your organ, ur whole raps got me snoren
like i have sleep apnea, ur so borin man what happened to ya

Where I'm from I got records in my name
I literally changed the whole game
So much fame and I came up from nothing
Track and Football was my thang
as a freshmen at the state meet they was like dang
who's this kid he must be on roids
but i'm the type of man that outworks boys

I could do to you more than you'd approve
because the way I move will make you lose
Through passion and heart, flowin like i'm passin' a fart
This ain't nothing but art, you'll need more than a head start
Cuz our styles are so far apart, we'll never see eye to eye
My raps are 20/20 and yours are like a bi-guy with a stye
Thinkin you can swing both ways, man you got to pick a team
Your words run out of gas and mine are full steam
Your entire rhyme scheme seems like it's been numbed with morphine
Everything you said was dull, I'm waiting for something more extreme
Let's see if you can redeem yourself, and prove your wealth
But i doubt it cuz you got papers to grade
Professor you gay, I knew it from the first day
that you layed them lame ass lines
everyone knows you way "past your prime"
Slice your spine with a blast from the nine
**** that I don't even need it this time
Cuz i'm rdy to jump out and attack with this sword
after smokin' crack an bare-backin a whore
bust a fat nut an take a nap on the floor
Don't hate me cuz ur cracker ass is poor
Smashin' bladders on crappy rappers an mackin bitches galore
Fascinated by broken pieces of glass and laserations
Grab the guage and act like i'm masterbatin
blastin off rounds like ejaculations
At these assholes hatin, man come and spray me ************ I'm waitin'
There ain't no debatin this satan conflict
You ain't a don bitch, you're a hick with a clit
that'll Get ur neck split all the way to your wrist
Take your fat titty and twist, I got plenty of this
I've been to the city but it ain't nothing I miss
Went to Buffalo, and every single day I was puffin' dro
flowin' like I'm at the Falls of Niagra woah!
My words stay hard but yours have gon limp
This fuckin wimp needs some verbal viagra fo
his rhyme but that won't help him this time
cuz he's pussy I can tell
I'ma have to wipe him down with vagisil
just to cover the smell

what up b- greezy


yea keep it coming like a sex addict
gotta death habit u look like the 8 mile spinnin wheel test rabbit
meth addict dick on ya breath habit
you tellin me i had it ,
well jus like sex when you bust youve never bin adequate at it
your neighberhood sweetheart was all over like street art
even if you had guns hard as rock ya teeth arent
were u born with neck down atrophy , ur off to a weak start
your life gets swiped like key cards
living fast n furious u never raced let alone stole a street car
i got bass in the speakers
you got base in the litre's
ima freemason placeing the leaders in front to desguise the back
the sky is back ! how fly is that ! only my weed n death get u high as that
give a **** if you admire that , the entire fact that it takes multiple call outs for yall to grow some balls now as they fall down your spines crawl out
just like ya girlfriends bloody bathroom diary i'll cut ya lines out
of rhymes mouth publish the real hip hop diary to tell you what im about , now shut up b4 i pimp miley cyrus an have her sell you what im about
your act get cut like celebrity stylists new coverbitch reppin envy eyelids , do a penny flip an youd suck any dick , many bitch but dogg u pussy ,
i guess you gotta do what ya got do get fucked pussy
ya you full a steam chu chu hot head ya blew you sucked
an noone gives a **** about u **** , some anal douch bags
ya'll reppin like do rags , ya'll steppin like two legs
left face down in a puddle ya faith drowned
leaving you paralyzed from the waste down
a mixture of defeat n mud hows that blood taste now




bring some real **** homie **** ya both bitches hahah

DUDU C


hey everyone i had to frued this one

whole time your calling me gay , im happy as the **** you say
when ya fed mdma for a week and the dust between cheeks leaks today
record the whole process a week today
asking for pictures like its your first time on how to catch a predator
next competitor
this crack head says he's n artist what n etch n sketch competitor


peace ********** ima go get my dick sucked in a theatre get the picture

that sounds really familiar ???

Check dis bruv

Yo,
I'm on top of ma game
I make bare mans lame
A year in the game and evry thang changed
Don't you know i'm king of ma section
got flows harder than an erection
I'm a preditor
Head of ma sector
Rollin with gangstas
Don't make man dem shank yas
The professor, get back to school
Both you and your crew
Any time i'm ready to duel
I'm a badman and i never run out of fuel
Cuz at school i wasn't a fool
The truth is i own cuz i'm to cool
Don't get rude cuz i'm cruel
I beat ya without breakin a sweat
I can tell ya wack and i ain't hear you rap yet

Im kinda drunk so i will just do what i can do lol.


the sickest is back,
hit you so hard 'cause a heart attack.
listen to my freestyle rap,
making you scream rape,
attack as fast as an ape,
**** this **** im putting on a magic cape,
strong as a cave man,
never see it coming like the stone age,
whats bustin' out is rage,
im back,
return to my best friends doing crack,
i just walk away and hack,
BOGE this joint,
tell you wuts up and get straight to the POINT,
your full of imagination,
listen to my creation,


**** ok im to drunk im done writing hhaha

say what the **** you gotta say ,you'll still never be a god a spray
spraycan spiderman only real hip hop's n graf artists talk this way
got a lochness spray
no matter how many times you see it u never believe it
emcee spits , like i got the mic locked n loaded when your ready 2 empty clips !
mines a smoking gun
take me to court an assassin with good fashion n a well spoken one
leaveing these small gloves choken one , out
magnums were two small moved up to elephant rifles
intelligence eifel ya towers an stifle you cowards
on ya tombstone write prof's sheethe cause my knife fill u cowards
non-fiction everything ive gone written for real u cowards
think i would drop the mic n walk away
poppin like tupac today two shots today
tommorow blood ya gargle cause yeterday was not ya day
another rapper shot today ,barrels my bone marrow leave flesh smokin
ya whole life you were asleep i leave death awokin
disect these frogs, cleave ya ribbit , i don't here professor croakin
thats only one alias , a name of what he says he is ,
chemical reality, thought process , the smokin one
roll up ya crack pipes in 100$ bills and start smokin sum
your the result of a broken cum bag
pregnant bitch crack smoken one drag , an hour
call ya 9/11 if ya man tower , over me , spitting soberly
getting 5 clover leaf , odour cheech , you overspeak
saying **** for the sake of being fake
im no superman humanbeings brake
and your broke as a whore cokes throat
whores throats choke n gag
and throw away the open bag you drip from
call this kid john doe noone gone know he a victum
your moms a fish swim in a sea of dick cum
**** with a parapelgic bitch till its numb
and spits some
drop more ink the bible verses ive writ tons
just like a priest son you get nun
i got two weapons , brains an belief
my aim n the reef
never miss a hit
unlike these hippocrites , its so bitch
shitttt ! No ****
i'll grab ya worlds an shakespeares like a poet
feed you cherrios for days O ****
im a serial killer that likes to read the obits
your rhymes are like a fat bitch with no tits
notice nobody wanna **** with you
miserable motherfuckers stuck with you
ya dads miserable , and every girls like yuck with you
then yup its you
for heavensake earths at stake hell what you wanna up it to
pinnocio gods just a puppet to !

alright see how it works now ?


i got ur numbers haha peace Prof

gotta a question in your own opinions ? who is the best rapper on the site ?
and who do u think the best rappers in the world are ?

k im just going to be honest here ! i make single drop and noone responds for days or not at all whats up with that ? grow some ******* balls n battle

The sickest ain't back
Blad, i'm platinum black
And i'm on the attack
I'ma let you know
Ya freestyle is whack
I'm drug free
A role model
With a coke bottle
Able to handle you
I'll be on every avenue
A black man turned into a canible
A cornered animal
I'm waitin snake
A rattle and don't mistake
You'll hear me coming like a head ache
And i ain't no fake
So i'll tell ya this for ya own benefit
Ya rap is wack
Especially when ya wrote 90% of it
Its renegate

really biting eminem now yea faggot of course i wrote it there no ******* audio feed retard !

takzilla is a biter


ps : takes you days , what i do in 30 min get off the site ******* biters make me sick

A yo prof im back from vacation lets show these punks what realistic is...
this goes out to Takzila
you ready?

Takzila's a ******* disgrace,
the kind that gets popped in the face,
i was gone for awhile but now im back in the race,
just like B Rabbit,
8 mile tracked it?
you want lessons on skills,
heres a notebook you can have it,
copywriting aint gonna bring you the bills,
im back so its time to rack up the kills,
hang your head on my trophy wall,
your black but i scare you so bad you look like paul wall, haha
some of the posts you wrote were mine from different websites,
your busted im leaving you scratching your head like you got lice,
hip hop musik,
wasnt my style but i got used to it,
tie a noose 'round ur neck and i aint loosenin' it,
my style is rare,
cement blocks moulded to your feet,
dump you in a river and let your heart lose its beat,
listen well cuz this is a rare treat,
shouldn't post this cuz u might copy n past to the E it,
everybody hear beleives it,
if you dont like my style then you best beat it.. PEACE ****** hahaha

oh yeah remember one thing the prof's got tons of people so dont blame him for copy and pasting.. hes real as it gets.. just like me and most of the rap battlers on this site, NUKKA

Hey could anyone give me some tips on how to write better bars. Im kinda new to this scene =P

yea buy a poetry book not being sarcastic im absolutely serious and practice different styles thats bout it !

only here for artistic merit, this is like an audistic marriage
i asked jesus the hippy with dreads how much does that cross weigh
responded u'll know when its your cross ta bare it
enemy infantry infiltrating across the barracks
fighting for the cost of carrots
well ur talking bout hustling n flossing carrats
what about those kids that lost there parents
no hand to rock there carriage some to old for foster parents

alright you ready?

i'm comin at you like i came on your mom
blowin holes in ya ass like we back from vietnam
i'm standin strong pockets like 150s
everyday you talk hard comittin blasphemy
you wanna get at it i lock you in the attic
gas leak in the air ya betta watch the static
doc says you critical, lyrically dead
since you done rappin i take your crew instead
i'm like jesus up on the water walkin
leavin heads turnin and all the people talkin
get to wicked walkin up on ya grave
mouth still movin cause you feelin hella brave
yes you'll go on just to live another day
but bitch this ain't BK you can't have it your way

hmm... so youlike talking about moms eh?

first off you dont know my mom,
im sendin a bomb, in the mail box,
just like my rhymes it'll blow you out your sox,
a beat with style from the street,
i got three sisters with no munchies to eat,
whenever my moms home its a rare treat,
shes at neighbors house waiting for her next H..I..T,
listen to my story, i live independent,
livin up to the name of my bro cory,
hes trapped in hell, metaphorically,
gangbangin got him in a cell, realisticly,
in jail with no bail, so im bringing the storms,
you better hope its not hail, cuz when stress forms,
a demon romes,
the streets, tracking devices on your I-phones,
so you better run to your homes,
lock your doors hit the floor,
and im bringin the worst,
i will be the first, real-legend,
Majestik gimme your purse, i aint pre-tendin'
take your money and send you sprintin'
check me, im pimpin,
no answer to why my walk got a limp in,

ahhh im done messege me back man im gonna respond tommarow when im not burnt out lol

I'm Saturday Night Live
like Zach Galifianakis
I rock chalk-this, like a JayHawk-bitch
Talk-**** spit frostin', cuz this a cakewalk-trip
Sprinkles n whip cream cherry's on top-with
Chocolate, a lil' vanilla ice flavor, ya I got it
Profit in my pocket, can't stop the "tick-tocking"
cuz ya'll love "watching" when I'm rim-rocking
dunkin' my words try an mock em'
but ya'll know you can't top em'
Biters think they prophet
but they really not ****
I'm so off the top with all-this
I ball so much that I can't miss
I'm from fuckin' Kansas
and I'm the fuckin' man with this damn-****
Ya'll just don't understand-it I'm from the land
of the oz from the gods a nighthawk bandit
bustin' through you like sheetrock
tear it down, mud, then sand-it
my name is dustin an I'm non-stop
hustlin' cuz that's what I do damn-it
An that's the difference betweeen me an you
Man-****, clean your ass from can-with
Bidet, flowin but you still don't get-it today
Professor man, give me a grade
before I throw you in a grave with a live grenade
at a verterans day parade
while I'm screamin save-the-slaves
I say lets slay-the-babes
and just lay-with-gays
till both our legs-give-away
cuz we're too weak-with-aids
LOL, i'm jokin like a geek-with-braids
I speak-this-way, cuz my mind is tweaked
and a week seems like two-days
Spit till my tooth-sprays through booth-waves
then these biters can munch my style
freestyle n re-post on tuesday

LiKe Mah NiGga DrakE SaID,
Im'a Need You Tah Say SOmething
Cuz The Flow, HydroCodone I Cant Feel Nothing,
I got you Lyrical Foes, Not Surpassing That Level,
Cuz U guys Just Gasing, N Done Stepped on The Pedal,
Living The Life Im Way PAst Gettin ah Rental,
Sick Like When Is it Gonna Be Blamed On my Mental,
Cuzzz,
U Guys Are unlikely, Tryin Tah Be Jus Like Me,
It's Funny BecaUse, ur In No Position Tah Fight mE,
Go Ahead, Juss Try n Stop me..
Im'a make it to the Top, Juss Call me Rocky
Matta Fact juss Call Me Bruce Li,
Cuz The Game Needs Some Kick, And Im givin Em like Ads In ah Magazine,
Chyeaa,
Their MAybe Something Wrong With me,
But theres Always someThing Wrong, Hell Yea Bobby N Whitney,
For Example, u Lames Tryna Come n Take An Unavailable Spot,
But the seatS Taken, Occupied and the Door IS LoCked,
U Prolly ReAdin This And Lookin So Shocked,
This is Not Ah Drill, Nor ah Request,
Bars Make The Ceiling Fall, Boys N Girls Gett under The Desk,
We n Skool Here, And This Fool Here, Needs Ah Lesson
From His Sensai, You Better Of Askin Questions,
U shouldn't Depend on A Rap Already Written,
Now and Days Guys Dont Freestyle, Ur Flow Was already Mentioned,
The game Is In Play, And U Waitn On The Sidelines,
U a Benchwarmer, Tryna Compare Tah This Primetime,
Get Ur Mind Right,
Cuz these 23 Bars Done Stole Ur Spot LIght..

JOrdan Flow, i Got This **** Situated,
put Ya bitch Under Mah Control, So mAnipulated,
Straight Cut you Short, So Amputated,
Can't Find Another Like Me, i Stay Originated..

lol.BRo

im a sick guy,
on a hundredth level,
dont test me,
im a little rebel,
come round my end,
and you'll get legged up,
manz startin 2 think that im kregged up