Neverending Rap Battle

I'm like a dang bee sting
What you talking bout toy bling

Think this dude writes proper?........
I carry the beam like Luke skywalker

Nah mate were the best by far
We got more power than the Death Star
O.e

What you're spittin is dumb G
this niggers trippin' like he's clumsy

Tupacs of eminems for 50 cent, thats ludacris
i can see my friend your new to this
so ima spew some stupid ****
ill turn you blue and move you quick
till your eyes are red like a rubix-prick
then ill shoot cupid with my mood swing stick
so he punches the **** outta you and your bitch

ive got a punchline, and your sitting in it
so take your bruise and your beat till your spewing liquid

when im done, ill let you wonder off limping
swollen yellow on your face like homer simpson

through petrol over you, then spark the lighter
phone denzil on the phone- we gotta man on fire

i gotta Call so i know that im on my Duty
leave you laying in a coma like sleeping beauty

loooool this was my first attempt ever to do punchlines, what do u think?

(James)
yo check! Homie stop frontin like ya been somethin'
this hip hop bitch ain't nothin'
dawg you jus a bug on the dash
i got 12 grands and 100 keys in the stash
i got lamborghinis paid in full cash
tell me what ya know bout that
got the AK tell me what ya know bout that
this jigajigs shits gotta stop quick
before you get caught with shots to the chest like Pac did...
Yo holla back ass crack

Lol i'm so relaxed man...Ima let ma lil homie ride on ya

I keep it pimpin until the day i'm finished
so many boppers on my jock, i have to set a time limit
old school like Emmit, my wheels bouncin like balls in tennis
if i dissed a lil bitch here, then i meant it
i warned then before, don't make me hurt you
no one even wants to see's you, like football game commercial
wont have to ask "did i have to do that?", like Erckel
i'll take ya game and never reimburse you
draw like Doc Holiday, watch me pull these nines out
times up and you already used all three times outs
they say i ain't a player, but i'm like **** it
this dick get dipped more times than chicken McNuggets
you can be in denile of my keystyles
meanwhile these freestyles bring smiles
you sittin there thinkin how to bring style
get ahead of me, you boys gonna have to leap miles

Yo i'm HIGH....Ganja spliff baby! Ha ha

What are you talking about?

Battle him man DAMN

yo yo yo this dude raps suck ass and he talks to much **** for a lil bitch you see you better run everybody who tried to **** with me i left them with a black eye and he cried like a lil baby so you better take a step back or else the same for you cause you a lil douche damn man i just fuckin owned you you suck at rappin and take a seat and dont ask for help cause we aint homies

**** you asshole....Ya ain't even worth a reply

I ain’t gonna rap about your background or origin
But I rap about what you YAP about; what you yack about is BORIN’, Jig!
‘Cause your wack rap we’re ignorin’ it - we’re not about to call it, Jig
But one of us is gonna call it **** comin’ from a full-on bitch!
You got the game all wrong, Jig!
What the **** is the matter with you? You sad dude!
Everybody knew you were no good in this game – and you’re pretty bad, too!
‘Cause the game doesn’t take cheaters/cheetahs, but you’re quite an “animal”
Fuckin’ with this carnivorous MC-eater, eatin’ you raw like a cannibal
Listenin’ to you bitch about, “I’m a sick emcee with the heaters and the indo!”
After this ****, I’ll make you fold down like Velux on a window
Just because you see me stand here twiddlin’ my fingers
It’s quite obvious that you’re not gettin’ my picture
I tell quite a good story when I’m flippin’ this scripture
And you’re not spittin’ good **** ‘cause your lyrics are mixed up
You’re just tryin’ to keep up appearances, in’t ya?
Talkin’ **** will make you disappear in a minute, bra!
Like Merlin with the magic or a wizard with spells or
A witch with a recipe for a terrible mixture
Hubble bubble, toil and brubble
This ************’s tryin’ to stir up trouble
Square up and you can get burned with knuckles
Gassed like a flametorch or burnt like rubber
All the bullshit you talk is just a verse worse than another
We’re not hearin’ it, duke – it’s absurd, ************!
And I use the term “duke”, because I’m a Grand Old soldier
March my crew up to the top and crash them down like boulders
I’m bringin’ this argument down to a closure
I’m buildin’ a bridge above this clown, ‘cause it’s OVER!

yo mic holder you cant rap so stop it you makin it look bad!! it sad that you even try so stop trying before you get slapped in the mouth you talk to much **** for a fake wanna be rapper damn man im not even tryin i dont know even y i should waste my raps on you matter fact rapper4lif is back

me and my friend did this one its okay i guess ^^

Ayo i'm bustin it grimey.....
Ya did that **** with ya friend? but somehow that doesn't suprise me
you say i'm wack, wow that must've made ya feel like a real gangster
but you wouldn't have "mic presents" if ya had a deal with Santa
yo i'll leave ya nicely dressed in a hearse
and ya rhymes DAMN! are gettin progressively worse

ain't feelin like typin anyways, but ya BODIED already on this board nigger

yo ur lyrics are wack
stop talkin **** and get back to doin ur smack
its my first time on this site but ima let u hear it
so every time u hear my name ull start to fear it
i bet u been doin this **** ur hole life
but ur liked as much as a emo with a knife
ye im gunna dis u but dont take it to the heart
if u give me some back then somethings gunna start
im just sick and tired of all these lame people
show me what u got and their will be a sequal
u just aint good why cant u see
ull be stuck on here while im on mtv
and while im on t.v makin a decent future
u will be here doin a job that suites ya
makin 100 pounds a week
while im gettin girls kisses on ma cheek
now ill finish this of with a goodbye
im goin to get stoned and reach the sky.

by jay from england.

How does the kid do it? He's got the simplest dreams
of complex accomplishments he'd wish to achieve
that are simingly barricaded by these obstacles of failure
that twist with its tighter grip upon his genitalia
but it don't really matter, he'll still go balls to the wall
feelin "ready to die" like he done called Biggie Smalls
cause he knows his day's comin so he ain't really afraid
contemplatin' death and wonderin' how it'd feel to get sprayed
and if it happens, then he won't wanna survive
simply pity of pain makes him wish he would be buried alive
then dirt would be his worth since that's what they expected
unlike all the options that were massively rejected
when he opened the door to a brand new level
see, he can fend for himself, ain't a damn dude better
and if you can tell for yourself if you follow his story
that today there was pain but tomorrow there's glory

i was plannin' on leavin' this forum, but damn i jus can't quit

Wait a min.. do you really think that?

And are you calling me a nigger -_-

**** i don't what you are....Matter fact i need an incurable disease more than i need you

theres more tlaent on this site than in the rap game nowdays! lol