Neverending Rap Battle

these raps are real cuz its wat i feel to be real you aint gotta steal wat i do im spittin for you dont be scared here i come boo. doin wat i like your raps are good sike! ill own watchu say own ya all day dont *uck wit me cuz ur gonna see how mean i can be ill put you in the cemetary talk sum *hit your gonna get reck your mouth sayin *hit you cant check go to the bank and try an get sum money but aint nuttin there aint that funny you better check ya rank i own a tank all you gots is a little beat shank shut ya *ss up before i erupt your girl sayin ya i told you yup dog im feelin this flow so im jus gonna go i run this show yo hide behind ya gat dirty *ass rat come step to my face you better say grace ill put 6 feet down dark dirty place im gonna end it now im done wit my flow endin this **** with *uck you i gotta go......... lol hit me [email protected] 8)

yo yo im a g i dont know y you rappin when you a gay ass mother fuckin stop talkin to much **** man, you dont know what you talkin bout what a bitch you got no chick you a gay ass bitch

you think yo rhyme so tight?
bitch ass ill fu' yo mom fo' the night
bustin out like some nigga in daylight
drop a rhyme tryna diss me?
**** u only fckin wannabe MC
my fckin rhymes'll leave you breathless
u seriously think u can leave me cussed?
I eat pieces of **** like you fo' breakfast
you muthafckin' bitch ass white jew
ay' u can suck on ur own blue
pussy,
hey u wanna see my magic stick?
ill let you get a bigass lick
amen to you bro im jus playin

-pimpG

i feel like im
trapped in the dark and i cant escape
strapped with plasters and masking tape
now my hearts beating at a faster rate
i wont last past half a day
harnessed to a bar with yards of chains
i wont harm again, when these carpets stains
mix witha match and start a lasting flame
all of this, because i kidnapped rap and played darts with names
again
if you mastered the art of harming starz with half your brain
wouldnt you, cast away the bastards lower classing the game today
fame for making the same ****
that you hear on these ancient lil wayne playlists,
plain old barz,is all the make
the walls on this cage, are slowly falling so i can fool these fakes
stand tall and rule the stage till the platform shakes and the fans create
..............mayhem

so dont abort this mission, support the wisdom
distorting kingdoms from small positions
bitches dont listen to the moral they just listen to whoevers spitting
the light above my head dimming just like the weathers keeps bringing more and more thunder storms
ive been sunk and torn
running aint an option no more
gotta show these cunts what they really for
brainwashing more, innocent youngas listening to poor
music, i gotta the ******* smallest of straws
time to get more raw than war
and restore the game to what it was before
explode in your face like i detonated c4
demonstrate how to resuusertate physical corpses
brought to the floor
by these ******* lyrical monsters
honestly criminal and pityfull if lyrics wer visual
witnessing these pictures would make ya feel sick
and every syllable is miserable missing the principal
of spitting verses, the storys you spill aint supposed to be fictional
so **** it take an interval but dont try and be a miracle
coz these typical imbaceles wont be listenable until
their dead as spirits fool,

round hear theres no thing as civilized
kill or die in given time living lives are minimized
i aint spitting lies every night is a sight through a killers eyes
finished guys in the skies
they submitted their life by swinging a knife
to commited to crime now their pitted for time
living in dirt a box with with no light
the familys hurt lotts, but its too late to turn time
billy wont return but he learnt being silly really
wasnt worth trading his life for earning a bird
lerking the curbs at quarter past midnight
serving the goons on the block diddnt fit right
carrying a stick with no clips to ignite
chick by his side in his whip felt fine
the end was insight but his eyes
where blinded by **** that he wanted to vizualize at the time

Punchlines and Methaphors

I Bowl out more Batsman then Flintoff
Enough to leave your team backwards like Kriss Kross
Im always on the Spot, when it Kicks off
Leave a man Potheaded-Spliff top
Ive got Dawgs thatll have your head Licked off
Take your chain for free-Ripped off
Theres a animal in this jungle-no King kong
And he will bounce your head back n' forth-Ping pong
Leave a ****** Confused-.Com

lool

I’m never leavin’ the game, I’m stayin’ where I am
Home is where the heart is, I was raised by the fam’
Praised by many as a straight kind of man
That overcame his problem and any other pain he might have had
He’s been labelled gay, crazy, banile and bad
Weird, crap, stupid, borin’ and lame; it’s quite sad
People question how he became this kind of man
That could easily control this whole game without a pad
A pimp with his hoes on swole, who’s paid a lot of cash
And can smack this whole bitch around the face with one hand
That’s how a guy can mack, my game is so bad
That even Don Juan or Katt Williams ain’t got **** on that
I’m not talkin’ like I’m Jamaican, Haitian, Irish or black
I’m Indian, I’m a Brit Asian with a flack
Of flair and verbal finesse portrayed in this kind of rap
The game is so MENTAL, and they’re blamin’ me for that
I AM mental, a psychopathic stranger with a pact
And my own motive, and that spells danger when I lash
At people who misunderstand or mistake me for a twat
I can’t stand that for one second, when will they get off my back?
I’m 25 now, I’m attainin’ late in rap
I’m still in my early days, which is a saving grace at that
Haven’t sold any mixtapes or made a Facebook page of facts
Haven’t made a URL page or made a crazy track
Haven’t hired a DJ to make the laser scratch
{*chika chika chika chika*} You could say that’s lame or wack
I’m keepin’ a rigid back, my limbs intact and straight shoulders
Finish that .... yo, Charlie, take over

hahaah yall kinda suck teheheh


You betta take a second to accept defeat
If you don't come correct there aint no steppin to me
Livin in the streets you can call me a G
Reppin the midwest in the 103
I cant murder you wit words but you gonna wish you died
My heart still beatin thats why you alive
Cant stand it that white boy rappin
Cuz if I piss you off enough you gonna start cappin
But its shoot up the place first then take names
Then exit watch the remains of yo brain
Cant think correct
Hear me on the mic might make you errect
Imma shut the place like its a wreck
This random style will have you breathless
But Imma let u sit there lifeless
Thinkin you can survive this
Put you in a daze amaze
Feelin the flow
Something like magic when I holla at you boy
But you betta know this D gurl
And I aint tryin to hate
Tryin to get my voice heard while you dicrimantie





but i have no idea wat midwest 103 is ahah it sounded gud tho!

i guess lifes a bitch and she thrives off dick
from nine to six lines of kids decided whether shes kinda fit
stick their prick up her behind whilst a smile joins their lips
enjoy your trip, hell isnt too cold.
you just screwed life in her hole and tits
theres no going back to your home with wine n biscuits
you spineless bitches missed your life for a short time
shooting your bile liquid in the eyes of life now your mined
into a life with george michael and the cycle is reoccuring
there goes the claxon
now your joined by garry glitter and michael jackson
holding action man mags covering their penile reaction
are u senial or is this actually happening
did mary kate and ashley just shove a pack of tampax
up kim kardashians ass again?
lemme go ask them
better not startle them
pass the passle is a game you dont wanna start with them
unless you can pass a large card box through your ass with them

At the point of no return Your leave the face of the earth No trace of your early birth, or the date you submerged into dirt Any photos are erased or just imerge as a blur No ones heard who you where or of the places you turfed Your race isnt worth, investigating for ages to learn... No baby with the skin colour of satan was nursed after birth Or perservered in hurting and creating the worst of the worst Demonstrating how to curse every person who lived perverse Every word or verse you layed was filled with pain and hurt Your aim was to learn how to contain The world through disturbing coerce A burning furnace is just the place that you work your experts This place is just reocurring circus where if you sin you return Ive travelled through menacing passages filled with barbwire its nothing like being captive surrounded by fire savage attires making the eyes cry on this tiger

At the point of no return Your leave the face of the earth No trace of your early birth, or the date you submerged into dirt Any photos are erased or just imerge as a blur No ones heard who you where or of the places you turfed Your race isnt worth, investigating for ages to learn... No baby with the skin colour of satan was nursed after birth Or perservered in hurting and creating the worst of the worst Demonstrating how to curse every person who lived perverse Every word or verse you layed was filled with pain and hurt Your aim was to learn how to contain The world through disturbing coerce A burning furnace is just the place that you work your experts This place is just reocurring circus where if you sin you return Ive travelled through menacing passages filled with barbwire its nothing like being captive surrounded by fire savage attires making the eyes cry on this tiger

Wait a minute ...
Haven’t I read this verse before?

I don’t know how to start this, but that verse has got you open
How can you rep if you didn’t know what the code meant?
You took somebody else’s verse and switched it up a little
That was STUPID – AND it’s got you in a fuckin’ pickle
I’m about to cut you with a ginzu, it’s simple
And if THAT fails to pick you, I’ll stick you with a pencil
Break your kneecap and have you walkin’ with a limped foot
You’ll be walkin’ away with a face covered in dimples
Anna13able will be so disabled
She won’t be able to pick up a chair or lift a table
You should hook up with **** u all blood
Form a straight line so I can **** you all up
I “betta know this D gurl”, yappin’ like a seagull
Who’s about as “magic” as Disco Montego
One word of advice – stop bitin’ other people’s rhymes
Get off this site, and stop wastin’ other people’s time!

is this nigga copying someone elses veres?? cause he dont know how to rap what a douche bag you so dope bitch

Who are you on about?

charlie force

ill take that as a compliment that you think im copying someones elses verses,
also if im so "dope" and i dont know how to rap?
why the **** dont i see you tryna battle me bitch
**** it lets battle and we will see whos **** then...

Now THIS ..... I'd love to see. I'll judge the battle.

Its christmas time, full of crackers and hyms G
santa claus sneeks in with big stacks, of the fiftys
but something smelt fishey, and it wasnt your bitch G
an then i realised it was you and blew you back up the chimney!
cracked your head on some whiskey
choked you out with some mince meat


i really cant be bothered too put effort into battling you, so if you bring something good i will put effort into it coz your the wackest guy ive seen on this website tbh

"yo yo im a g i dont know y you rappin when you a gay ass mother fuckin stop talkin to much **** man, you dont know what you talkin bout what a bitch you got no chick you a gay ass bitch"
need i say more.......?

sorry i never saw your comment... i would have put on a performance if i did,
lemme just see what he brings coz im not wasting my time on a pointless battle otherwise lol