Neverending Rap Battle

Quick pass me a chair son cause i can't stand your wackness....I don't reply to wack **** like that,Peace

im the new kid on the block
better get ready because your gonna get shot
you rap worse then my gramma
you couldent beat my little sister emma
you think your the best man you must be sick
heres what yo do every day suck my dick
oh i know why your a mess
thats beacuse yesterday you were eating **** from my ass
whats up with you your the worst
your the last and im first

Yo Socks, yo' think yo' can rap fine
That's not what I heard on the grapevine,
Yo' fall down on ya words
Yo' jus' treat them like swords
It's you that's like pasta
It's me that's the masta

u niggaz is wack i can smell yo stank stop rappin u all are fake
cut u in peices homies and feed u to salt lake.
burn ya whole carrer down after bake.
so u pussy betta wake. for yo sake.
bring a army or tank to u place.
young bones just demolatied dis place.

i didnt write dat it was my lil cousin

**** off with diss rap, now its time to switch lines
is it music? Thats not what i call them diss rhymes
this time, i gotta keep it real, i doubt a bitch
would try and talk the talk, flash a gun without a clip
so i'm callin you fakers now, who are lame at best
do i have to break it down, write in laymen's text?
you're the gayest fool, you aint a punchlines rapper
my advice, stay in school, try the lunch line bastard
don't bother dissin back, i'll break you into fractions
this aint bout the **** you lack, i hate you with a passion
cut the lies, you suck ****, ************ learn to rhyme
its no wonder you aint signed, you wouldn't earn a dime
this is off the top, you bitch, now the schoolin is out
if you think you're good at rap, you're just foolin yourself

When I hit Sklizzard and rip his arms off - I’m sittin’ with my arms crossed
Get in a tiff with this hard-on, finna hit him like Star Wars
I spit the tabasco sauce mixed with a hit of Tylenol
Illustraight straight kickin’ this bitch like a rockin’ horse
He’s dissin’ me ‘cause he didn’t get the picture that I draw
Standin’ still like a statue starin’, when I hit him, he’s all stalled
Thinkin’ he can diss me, he’s gettin’ the **** up all wrong
Stop blowin’ your trumpet before I take a **** in your horn, dog
Spittin’ about “dumb blondes”? I’m hittin’ his blonde, bro
Rippin’ her hair into shreds and twistin’ them into corn-rows
‘Til she looks like a crossover between Ludacris and Snoop Dogg
with yellow hair, complete with my juice **** on her new bra
I’m gettin’ my groove on – you ain’t spittin’ it true, dog
Give up that stupid rap and go sing the blues, dog
Threatenin’ me makes me want to hit you with a stool, bra
Come on – what kind of goddamn drizzugs is you on?
Talkin’ about “You’ll set me straight” like I’m the opposite sex
You couldn’t set me straight if I was a geometry set
But I “rule” over you while I “sharpen” this ****
Your mama’s obsessed ‘cause my dick’s hard and sharp as the lead
Laid her down like a blueprint and started plumpin’ her breasts
Worked my hands down to the navel and rubbed on her legs
I told her to go down, but she told me she can’t give me head
**** it – I used a “rubber” to **** her instead
Cummed in her, had a son, a brother, a cousin
Baby momma, baby father and daughter ... the list goes on, Marcia
No hard feelings, but I ain’t checkin’ that dumb rap
Might as well call theprofessor and ask him to come back

lets pretend for a sec that your a not a fag
and that you use a real towel instead of a jizz rag
while sittin on the jon flippin thru biz mags
well while ur doin that ima hit u like a punching bag
u beating me is unattainable yea thats right son
got as much chance as a baby vs mike tyson
dawg im a hood bison, and if its true "the good die young"
then youll live for eternity,
so get out of your moms basement, turn and see,
face the facts learn and see
what it takes to be a real emcee
and its obvious that your readily hateable
your sexual preference is debatable
if ur into screwing old women then thats on you
but as for me thats a bolt i wouldnt screw
pain like jolt straight threw u
more scars then shaving on a bumpy road with a razor
then cut you up with a plasma lazor
the right savior
then hit u with a light sabor
cuz im high like a fly stalker
a high talker
kill your ass like skywalker
after my rhyme flow ur starin, glarin with infatuation
yet your ashamed so try to hide your admiration
yet i know u where ur heads really facin
so get back to ur station
u free mason, while i control this nation
ur just funny colors put together, an ILLUSTRATION

oh man now im gonna play dark
you look like cartman in south park
i saw you boyfriend hes a witch
last night you were sucking his dick bitch
this is what you say every day
,,I love Bunnies I love you mommy oh no i heart my tommy"
im better so start waking
if you wanna rap with me you need to learn trash talkin

This is too easy i seen harder **** in the toilet
watch my level in-crease like i'm ironin with starches
so give me a lil room like a vacant apartment
i aint Moses but what i see is you bein parted
yo, intro done i'm already threw this kid
nah he gettin rode on like busy street sewer lids
you lost this game look at ya name they can tell you weak
dovlaking when you melt you just my toppin to this beef
shouldn't been in the room tryin ask for me
nah ma lyrics touchin more threads than sewin machines
i know you hungry so i'm go head toss you dis biscuit
cause you gettin fucked in this like you Mr biggs mistress
you know you wack you not even feelin yaself
except when ya hand slip up under ya belt to play wit yaself
you faggot, i know you lonely just gettin to puberty stages
only time you pullin numbers is when rip out the yellow pages

Excuse me but i don't like battlin children
i'm an earthquake, you're a rattlin buildin

watch how i shatter your feelings, break your morale
you like to suck dick but this aint the corral

i'm a true boss you're just bashin checks
i've been around the world, you haven't left the nest

i'm tellin you dawg you better reconsider
battlin me, typin the keys, yeah you hard on twitter

but when you see me you'll flee like a critter
i'll drop you lower than pants on a wigger

(Ok first that is just racist. Two why are you calling us niggaz? Did any of us say we were black? And third SHUT UP!)

Yo Whitemike stop swearing all the time, cause it makes you sour like a key lime, mess with me homeboy don't want to risk it or I'm gonna grill u like a badly burnt brisket. Your rap is slow and old stinks like mould so ya better just fold.
Ha you carn't burn me cause I'm made of fire gonna melt ya like a hillbilly's tyre, I'm hotter then the buring sun piss me off your gonna get strung.

You can not cut me cause your knife plastic do about as damge as a piece of elastic, so come against us your spastic. They call me Desert Eagle semi auto full of lead you mess with us again you might end up dead 0_0.

insulting my name look at yours mic-holder
the truth would be the dick-holder
shut up because your whole face will be gone
little kid you still watch pokemon
when you look at someone they say your lame
you go to your home and say mommy just like you the call me the same
for dinner i can eat ya
at this game a little girl can beat ya

Expectin me to reply to your 4 wack rhymes? Quit dreaming....Do somethin like 16 man

I dont expect i knew you would choke
you cant make a rhyme your broke
your 16 rhymes arent worth my 4
when i knock you down you fall on the floor
16 thats more then your family makes in a year
**** off stop watching my rear

first of all you saw that name in getting up
you bought your hair in a shop
you are fat like white mike
but at least hes not psych
for you to beat me its gonna take awhile
you think you can rap just because you watched 8 mile

all you wack rappers MIC-HOLDER already told yah..
as we grow older are lyrics become colder
we drop bombs and bolders and demolish controllers
of this rap site, controlled by shelf loaders
we could take you all on and still leave the kings
now days we hold the throne with rocks bigger than the actual rings
are shits blinged as we sing amputate limbs with barz that will sting
make hannibal lectar cringe , smash the rap door of the hinge, to find us injecting are lyrics through a broken syringe!
thats the thing,
we write are verses in a couple mins..
we rip emcees for their souls, because we like nice things


done in 3mins!

heres a word respect
thats what you will never get
you were in my house doing the lick
man your weaker than my dick
and how lame you are thats sad
if you try to reply you will be dead

Let me swagg it up a lil bit

thats right i'm the freestyle king of the south
ladies always stare when mic-holders in da house
keep the heat in my lap, keep my meat in your spouse
please don't disturb us when we on your couch
DAMN mic-holders soundin like Pimp C
still independent, no label can pimp me
want a verse from me, thinkin its free
then get a C L U E, current price is two g's
always see me with a few hootchies with big booties and big boobies
make em pay for me when we go to the movies
on this mic, i wreck boys who say Waynes on top
my raps go so hard they rattle your headboard
help lord, fore they knowith not what they do
especially if they tellin you mic-holder is not the truth
look at all the game that i brought to you
i aint gonna blame you, like Koopa, i would hate on me too
all of you who know me, tell em what the deal is
this kid got the lyrics they aint able to deal with
this kid got the ability to get Pinkett from Will Smith
shhh don't tell will, or it will be miss smith
really i'm iller than Wayne and Drake
unless the rumours are true about them givin baby brain
money aint the only thing raining when they make it rain
i aint insane, i'm after sexy broads like Megan Foxx
lay out game, watch em shed their braw
if i haven't got her so hot it melted off
i'm slidin in her like a credit card
haters hate, but they just jealous
i got the dimes buyin me jareds
diamonds are shinin and blindin but i can't help it
tuckin in under my shirt, but it still won't shed it
and to any individual thinkin he's More lyrical
run up talkin ****, watch out before your condition is critical
its cynical and the next time i'm endin em
declin with them, gets on my nerves
they better pray, they better go to church
before i run up in his crib and steal his clean shirts....So i'm endin my verse

i contain a mannor of pain that rips wackers for every grain
turn super saiyan and exploit ther ways whether cold hearted or strained from playing..
this game they call the rap game, i maintain what i am saying by backing it up every day,
check what i say dont correct what i say im basically jesus in my own way,
this was just a quick 1 minute real spray but was so straight it could turn u gay!