Neverending Rap Battle

You wanna beef? How'd you like it cooked?
Well done, burnt or lightly mushed?
Speakin' of mushed, your mind's all over the place
I should draw lines all over your face
Until it looks like a damn colouring book
Talking of "plee" like you look to get a ************ here shook
I should kick your ass and take off with your loot
You just got hit by my two-way, you didn't bother to look
both ways, but there are no two ways about this
You rock the same old ****, you need to change your outfit
Hearin' all the bullshit this game's come out with
I should break its fuckin' head until the brains come out it
The game has been fair - it's a shame about it
Because now it's been twisted at an angle outwards
Like Kurt Angle tapped out in a wrestle bout
Peep this goddamn rap, see what it's about
This is a fight between cat and dog so be sure to keep the puppies and the kittens out

... i wanted to see what he'd say to me...

Oops, sorry. I guess I got a little carried away.

All good... I hope he reads mine. Lmfao,

DOES NOONE WANNA BATTLE ME ??????????? THIS SAYS IT ALL BITCHES!

whod of thought of this, rap icons thinking there contorsionists
playing games with minds importing voices we cant ignore for ****
high finances and morgages is what their souls are brought for with
supporting satans voice by spreading sources that are thoughts commit
to thinking are just rap lyrics spit from distraught plagerists
im hating this debating whether satan was the cause of this
haunting kids in orphanages that cant see the clear forced image
of pyrimids on dollar bills, thats a sign we should take caution with
usa and the uk fighting a lost war in poor incorp villages
dog tags around the collar of fighting soldiers whove been taught to switch
and shoot down any terrosist whether muslim or rapper supporting this
illuminati kamikaze dont take it light hearted
its the end of the world already and the cause has barely started.

Yo spit, i'll retaliate then

Im not use to the pain I just tolerate it
Everything I write I know ya'll gon hate it
In a day of the ages,you'll get sprayed by gauges
Over some lines you layed on dumb pages
It's outrageous
Down right contagious
It just sticks with you for days its
a burden
that measures in ways this
formation fore front we are facing
lays the path we must follow for todays kids
to find tomorrow. For certain
The grind is so hard tho,
My mind has such large sorrow, more
Hate, love I need to borrow
A arrow cuz cupid buried me.
in the snow oh so low
With no where to go.
That's why Im here, I'm oh so cold.
Oh no!
Oh wow, Woah now, Hold on!
I can't do what I'm told how
Or can I, stand by in the damn sky, in a Trans am on a gram High
Parashute pants and a flute in your pussy
at band camps, I'm in a hot air balloon so push me
and blow me you damn tramps,
Make it hot cuz I'm waiting for the shot
so make a pose and move your damn hands
I'll blow my load all over your nose
then it'll look like snot all over your clothes
If you puke up your guts I'll use your head as a mop
Shave your head and smoke the hair like pot
Till I don't care and forget why I'm at your spot
With a razor and theres blood on your cot
I'll leave you in the mud to rot
I dun give a **** if u a stud or not
I'll still Crush you like a Camel
Whether your a mammal
Cannibal or anti-animal
manical.

I’ve just invited Hannibal over to dinner this week
Today’s special is Dudu C’s head sprinkled with some mincemeat
That’s just for starters, and then for the hors d’oeuvres
He’s gonna drink some blood packed with some Starburst
Smoke some of his glucose crap with his Blackwood’s
Drink some more of Dudu’s blood – save THAT for the afters!
First, let’s get stuck in to the aperitif
Bite his tongue, lick his tonsils, sink into his pair of teeth
Eat his kidneys, his liver and ingest all his marrow meat
Swallow his stomach while digestin’ the cattle beef
And that, my friends, is a completely wicked recipe
To tickle your taste buds and get those chops lickin’ sweet
I’m about to school this seedy bastard, watch this Dudu become afters
After Hannibal’s swallowed him up, he’ll drool the greasy bad stuff
And that gruesome piece of afters is approved the neatest standard
Because this is truly a recipe for Dudu C's disaster!!!!

I'm a natural disaster waiting to explode
Nitric Oxide got me spittin the code
Bite into your Nikes and I'll spit out your Toes
If I don't like em, I just use em' then get rid of the hoes
I write my lines with peroxide
got wounded flows
Only a lil hound dog but I keep it real everyone knows
But when I blow and it's my time to go
I ain't gon' quit we'll do another round for show
Pounds of dro, an ounce of blow
I'd pounce on an ounce let me know
get high as **** with Hannibal
do a cannon ball, aiming at ya'll
Ammo strapped, Rambo gat
Ratta tat tat on that little putty cat
You think you got a wicked recipe, but I know you can't cook crap
Even if you sat on the BBQ grill and you shat! LOL
I'm marinating flesh, you better take a second look, Jack
Skin on the grill, you should get back
cuz this **** is heated, burning hot no low and slow, I'm hungry so
I'ma eat it, your whole torso and even your elbow
Slacks never cut when your fucked up, you dumb sluts, better know
that when I come with the flow
that's whats up.

Leave the professor alone
Quit rapping and get a clone before you break a silly bone
Wat are you, a troll? You think rapping 3 times in a row will get you into the flow?
Stop being silly and get it straight, thats why your this fake like that illumanti bitch called drake,
I'm not trying to be an MC, unlike you, you're a straight up wannabe sucking after them fake g's

Pussy, money, weed is wat all of you 'want to be' rappers rap in deed?
If I were u I would not rap and die in greed and cut my self until I stop the bleed,
Becareful and don't get scared, or would you dare?
.....
What's this? Do you first diss on professor and illustraight and then act like a pussy? Hahahaha...

SHOW ME THE MONEY!
**** a street thug, im only banging with them hard G's
money is the reason that my heart beats,
these pussies aint certified so i call Em half breeds
We talk money-Barclays
and if your ******* with my dargz peas,
i will push it in and then twist-car keys
when i cock the 4'5 and then bark 3
ill be strangerling my strap till it cant breath
in these dark streets
if you aint talking money then we cant speak
you know me, im the real ****
these men are 5bills- half G's
You know im banging with the real gangs
so that means you know whats the fucks tucked under-are jeans
another thing my girl shines like my car gleams
ill show you pussys what hard means....
SHOW ME THE MONEY!

me illustraight and proff have been rapping on here for a long time, your fresh meat, so ill come back, u bests bring your best or you will get destroyed bitch...

you better think though , close your windows
i will let my ting blow 6 holes throught your skin bro
there will be no limbs in a sling bro,
straight up coffin 6 foot in to a steep hole
rap is the soul reason that my heart beats
so you think that your an mc and your barz speak
ive had harder shits then you throught my ass cheeks
i cant sleep knowing that your start cheap
so thats why i dont play fair, im straight up narsty
never speak my name, charlies too fast for your army
call yourself pirates, all i see is somalis
i will runup in your millhouse with the maggie and make your marge scream!

THAT LAST LINE JUST KILLED YOU OFF MY FRIEND!

OPINIONS! who do you think is the best rapper ever.
my opinion is eminem(call me a dickrider if you want its only because your know your against the truth)
listen to No love ft lil wayne(gay)
Em kills it!

im bringing back the wisdom that this thing called rap is missing
spitting and illing lyrics invisioned as a lonley kid in his kitchen
he could not only listen but rip on rappers in his division
it was his decision to take rap as religion
**** the cocksucking **** spitters who spit on tracks for drugs and bitches
they aint part of the script thats written
i started this mission to depart all these dicks from the game my hearts in
ima bombard in and scar all of em' with barz so smart they starting to think

I pop pills daily jus to try to ease the pain
the excstacy and xanex helps erase my brain
pain killers, hurry up and kill the pain
cause im a snip away from slicin up my own veins
O-boy the boy don't say the name in vain
i'll blow up, go ahead and pull a kurt cobain
if you want the fame, go and take it mayne
i'm blowin smoke from my mind like a freight train
and yes this is O's game, and i'm so insane
picture yourself dead, i'll pull you out the frame
and i don't need ya shame, i got enough of it
these drugs is my friend and i don't need a buddy
come dope with it, go for it, flow with it
smoke with it, then overdose and go to the floor with it
and God ain't my witness, Jehova ain't my business
and i'm chemically imbalanced like a mad chemist

haha

now mama told me i should stop doin drugs ya see
why lay off them, when they workin for me
and who is she that stands inside my distance
and who she that claims to be my mistress
i pop a pill i pop a pill and then i pop them
i pop a bitch i pop a bitch and now he rottin
you pop a smurf? Well **** i'm hallucinatin'
give me a bar to get to my mind of statin'
and now i can't fake this, i know i can't shake this
i'm wasted inside ya eyes and infront of ya faces
the chills is my cases, the bars is so lazy
and i can't cum, i'm so sorry baby
i've had that dope dick and i've had it lately
i'm drippin like a faucet, and i can't floss it
these pills got me in the dark like a closet

haha easy man "pop pills"...
Just tryin to stick to the topic

That’s what’s up? No, the ceiling’s what’s up!
Too much of that “Nitric Oxide” has filled you right up
It’s filled the top of your throat until you’re spillin’ your guts
Regurgitatin’, vomitin’, hands gripped to your stomach
Now you’re walkin’ bow-legged, desperate for a dump
Fixin’ to take a crap in the toilet – yeah, **** in the tub
Constipated-ass rapper with a painful bad bladder
Peein’ all over your Phat Farms, trainers and Skechers
Now you’re all dirty like Christina Aguilera
Excuse me, I meant “Gagulera” – candy-ass trash spitter
Spittin’ rubbish on the pavement, picked up by the trash collectors
It’s garbage day, chuck away his ass – that’s better!
In a second I learn, every spit that you word
Oops, I meant “word that you spit” – my mistake, it’s an error
Too much of your bullshit is absurd
Call me a little putty cat, watch me flip you the bird
You’re marinating flesh burnin’ in the pan slow
I got chargrilled chicken courtesy of Nando’s
This is the type of **** you should be scurred of when I rap, bro
Too much of that ‘dro has turned you into asphalt
I should switch off this jerk and sit him back slow
Like M.O.P. with the AZ person on the track, yo!
Dudu C tries to slaughter me, but he gets slaughtered back
If he’s got a flow, then why the **** do we have water taps?
I’m not cookin’ crap, I’m cookin’ rap
Forté raw play – put in that!
But YOU, being silly - I know you’re pretty good at that!
This mook’s on crack
In fact, Dudu C IS cookin’ crack!
And everybody can “C” that talkin’ that **** can get “Dudu” SLAPPED!!!!

vengeance is sweet, by revenge tastes bitter
your a sinner growing thinner in the cold, and i always be the winner
this a rap battle for the harshest not a battle for a singer
stick to popping pills ill just blend mine with my afternoon dinner
i hope you overdose on paracetomols, i stick your inners in my chiller
ill overdose on viagra and watch my dick grow even bigger
im no beginner my dicks been called "the filler"
once its dipped in ice vanilla
"ice ice baby" that tune is quite familiar
why was your mama singing it when before she asked my dick to kill'a

nothing personal MIC just a little mess around, really wack lyrics lool

You wont last in this battle, your rhymes are not pervasive
neither persuasive, couldn't Judas if you were Satan
for you i'm prayin "God please help his mental retardation"
why am i battlin a patient of lobotomy operations
i operate and let the bars bang ya head leavin splits like circumcision
watch blood vessels ooze and leave ya bitch ass with annurism
and eventually there's death after all the torturin
then you're lyrically murdered, God forgive me for this mortal sin
i'm battlin leavin ya punchlines emasculent
and jus to add insult, i've sickened them with pathogens
and the outcome is simple so
i ain't hearin none of ya rhymes you're a victim of strep throat
kid quit talkin dirt and keep it sanitary
cause you makin me itch, with ya 3rd grade vocabulary
so now i see that you a fake, you're busted
so i'm through with this rapper, another case for "Johanessburg" court judges

****'s easy...Face me kid, no more shootin in the back

looking in the mirror these eyes no longer glimmer
my mind is growing thinner as the light is glowing dimmer
my bones crumbling like breadsticks on a childs only dinner
the soul of this former winner in slowly falling inta a hole to big'ta
climb back outta now and im overpowered by this force to big to conquer
i wanna step write over it but the thrust is growing stronger
the road is longer
the time to explode is nearly over
so i need to take this chance and show the whole world my position as raps holder!
POW!
im back with a cut throat, arterie puncturing verse on this one
ripping superstecions thats missing the fact im putting food in the kitchen your toe nail clippings are flipping because the force of you tripping is like a dick when its stiffing because a hot chick is stripping
im killing the illest emcees listed
listen who the **** do you seriously thinks been missing
im wishing you can invision my talents programmed by my ambition
im not caring for **** my heritage shows that smiths are killing
emcees willingly spiritually physically and lyrically
rappers no im a presence thats been sent from the heavens
feeling the game 24/7 pratically a giant but my name aint devlin
what do you reckon , are you feeling me?
seriously this **** aint no conspiracy like 9/11
representing the uk for every verse and every second


puncturing your arteries functioning garden seeds
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