Neverending Rap Battle

a lot of heat in my tongue
as i vomit bombs
cut haters heads off an send em straight to their moms
am aggressive with bows
so i'll be hot with my flows
and my sweat is like petrol
burning ur clothes

Who da **** I look like takin' this ****
Hold up, rewind that rap just a bit
You're throwin' a fit like a lil bitch who cant spit worth ****
Look at this choke artist man
I can finish you off in a one hitter quitter
Your rhymes are like your moms pussy, there a lil bitter
Im fake? fo real dog you gonna say some **** like that?
You sound like a pissed off rapper who never made it
Fuckin wit the Tic nigga you HAVE to be playin
Even Eminem looks at you like "what the **** is he sayin?"
From your rhymes I can tell you are white, your a wannabe
I look up Shittalker in the dictionary, its says a fake mc
Tryin to diss Tic Ill beat you in the street
Knock off ur cap, show u how to rap
I cant take this no more, your rhymes are crap
Im icy like a frost flake in a frozen lake
This guy is done, I ate you like a cake
My rhythm liquid is just to tight
I can come with the freestyle game all night
this is shittalker, the fake mc
Your done like always, tryin' to be me
Pssh, please nigga your just a wannabe

First of all Nic,
you better make up your mind.
Why you keep callin me nigga?
I thought you said I was white.

I can't tell if you're rapping half of the time,
cause over half of the time your lines barely rhyme.
You need to switch up a bit, find yourself a flow of a scarier kind.
You a fruity ass bitch, I'll peel you like the rinds of a lemon or lime.

Hang you by your crucifix necklace to give you a surprise,
crying out for god, consider yourself suspended in time,
hanging like a fish on a line, don't test
nor mess with a prime, I'm the numerator that you cannot divide.

Do something hater, prove something player.
I'm just using you like food from a vine,
stomp you, squeeze you, till you're bitter as vinegar
and then revert you to wine.

krackswagger
whack rapper
cracker actor
not dapper
pot? never <-------as in smokes
nor clever
whore yessir

I'm more fresher
now your aggressor
how many more stressors
before you crack from the pressure

(lol just trying to doing something different with my flow)

I hope y'all know, before you get your panties up in a bunch, I'm just doing this **** for fun. I want polish my skills and ****. I want to get better at rebuttals. So don't think I'm some new guy, thinking he's fly, just talking mad **** to irritate people. I'd say this **** to your face, cause I'm joking. And then I'd blaze you a blunt for humiliating you. Peace

Aye bruh, we doin this for fun too
Lol, don't trip.

@ shittalker
its krackswagga ......thats two forces combine
stack up to me i'll defeat u multiple tyms
u'll say that krack is evil as the cat 'sabrina'
coz i'll murderlize u like am huriccane 'katrina'
ur last verse was wack .... i only counted two lines
if ur weapon is a bat..... mine's a two tech nine

@ RANDOM MANDEM
Now that you're back with the second rap
Its time for all of us to quit the topic and take a nap
Your girlfriend thinks its time you quit trying to rhyme
Reading your post is an insult to Rap, you'll be better off in crime
There are better chances for you there, atleast we wont be hearing your chants and broke ass swears
Give the broke jokes a rest kid, theres only so much we can bear
"So 'fuke' with me, I'll **** you" ? Bitch I aint fuckin you
I'mma just keep walkin and talkin and you're gettin dissed, there ain't **** you can do
Take my advice and quit trying to be wise, you can't win this race
Thought you made a comeback with those whack lines, you weren't wanted here in the first place
Keep preparing for celebrity status, 'cause you aint never gonna reach there
No ones noticing your fucked up whines, its not like they care
Keep dreamin, while I'm rolling, wheeling with my freestyle
You're gonna see me take Shady's place in the sequel to 8 Mile !
Were you serious when you said, "Stardom is all mine" ?
Quit being hillarious kid, you can't even write a dope line...

@ SETH AYERS
You say you foil my plans with illegal contraband
In my world, contrabands legal, sit down and wipe my ass with your bare hands
Dont make me bare my fangs, that effect will be felt by your mom, worse than her childbirth pangs
See when I step into the block, keep your glock strapped to your cock
People see me they drop, haters mess, then they're running screaming "Help me Doc" !
You say " My rhymes are anything but fantastic, I'll rebound like elastic"
But I'm static, aroused, I'll rip your elastic like how fire melts plastic
Your rhymes are on another level, they're buried beneath the gravel
I don't need to "increase or decrease the treble", Bro you have no chances of getting spotted by a label
Your **** was good, but mine woke up the hood, rocked the neighbourhood
You thought you killed it, but the cheque, I billed it
You'll be better off writing one to get back at me
For you see, in the end, your **** you thought was cool, wasn't that easy...

@ SHITTALKER
Your intelligence wit is as sharp as the tip of my razor
I shave my pubic hair with the razor, you can suck my dick, better late than never !
You call others 'fakers', look at you, you fake ****
Its high time you realise all your fucked up lines suck
You wanna mess with real lyricists, I just jumped into the fire
I'mma shove my little finger up your ass and lift you six feet higher
Six feet under, thats where you will be once I'm done
You're ******* with the wrong people here, pay heed, you ignorant ****
Guns, knives, hatchets, I promote violence
You can't see who you're messing with bitch, get the dirt off your cheap eye lens
If you wanna get back, think of something whack, all your previous lines were ****
Quit tryin to get attention rabbit, I'm a rabied dog and you're the next one in my list to get bit !

@ ZIKAMIT
If you think you've heard rapping and heard enough
I'mma give you something that'll blow your ears off whore, if you think you're that tough
The diss you wrote wasn't worth a penny, rhymes, you haven't got any, stop wasting our time
Read mine bitch, if you wanna see real lines, I'm equivalent to eleven Einsteins
Odd Socks may be dead and outdated, yours is dead, buried and already rotted
You got to seriously quit rappin, try Sex Ed instead
By the way are you a girl, fuckin sissie ? How 'bout I ejaculate on your face and make it red
You ain't cold bitch, you're softer than an ice cream cone
The only reason you turned to rap is 'cause you have NO chances of gettin boned
Yeah, you are disease free, 'cause you've never been laid
Change you appearance, try make up instead, it'll increase your chances of gettin' cum on your face
And don't diss me back, you can't 'cause you're whack, you'll never take my place
I'm nasty, as you can see, as long as I exist, you have NO chances of winning this race...

@ RUSTY HATCHET 18
**** you trying to diss Steadster
You see that chick with a dick, go and give head to her
You say your lyrics are weapons, they come out in mass
My word itself is a weapon bitch, it'll gather your lyrics and shove them inside your ass
Your lines do not make sense, its obvious you were trying to rhyme
Stop wasting our time with your lines, they weren't worth a dime
They call you jellyfish, 'cause you haven't been kissed, they call me a white shark
I'mma **** you up with my words, they're as dark as they are stark
Whip you till I rip you and throw your body in the park
It'll be good for all of us, atleast we won't have to hear you bark
You say you've seen more intelligence in a flamingo
Now you got a flamingo to ****, whatever happened to the previous whore ?
The intelligence you have is nothing, you're fuckin brain matter is thinner than a G-string
I have met turds like you before, let them bore you with the fury my words can bring
Get the **** out of here before I punch you in the face
You're girl gave me head, I paid her well, $3 put her in her place
If you wanna get back at me feel free bitch
Thats all I got to say, don't wanna waste rhymes
Waiting for your reply dickhead, take your own time...

(JUST TRYING TO HAVE FUN AND RHYME)

It's Tic the Tac to the Nic in able2know
I'll rap til the day I die and fall to the flo'
I'm a G4 Life, nigga's gettin jealous so they grab a gun and just blow
I got people workin' my corner includin yo hoe
You're a rookie and I'm a veteren when it comes to rap
Imma bust this rhyme like imma bust your cap
I got the Manteverdi taken my order as I run this house
I'll hunt you down, cat and a mouse
It's the G life I knew you would know
But your ghetto life aint nuthin' like my lyrical flow
I glide through this rhythm piece because I'm just to great
They call me the Rap God, they play my music on there iPod, it lyrically was my fate
I open the Gate of Heaven, Jesus saved us all and all but one, he saved the mentally dumb
He said "**** Satan, and let the kingdom come"
Christianity is my religon, rap is too
I'll grab the mic and sing wit my #1 crew
You better get ready, get your fingers into a cross
Cuz when I'm done wit you, you'll know that Im the boss


(If anyone wanna rap one back, go for it, and Im not tryin to get beef wit anyone, Im just tryin to get some stuff started because looks like all of ya good rappers are leavin, haha)

you are retarded.

About Krackswagga, couldn't help noticing that too. MC Retard.

Hmm seems I need to come back here. I've missed alot -_-

@ TIC TAC NIC
Bitch you call yourself Tic the Tac to the Nic
Nic the prick would sound better, you ain't even worth hoppin' on my dick
You may rap till you die and fall on the floor
Real lyricists like me go on and on, even after death we maintain our flow
You aren't a G, put it this way, you're just another wannabe
Keep your big mouth shut dog, 'fore I cum on your face and make it sticky, see
You'll never be what you wanna be, get a life little Nicky, please
Seth Ayers is gone to hell, you're the next one to be resting in peace
Talkin' about busting a cap, you better start learnin' rap
Watching me drown these ignorant clowns, all you can do is clap !
**** your "#1 crew", I'll snatch all your MCs and stir up a lyrical brew
Watch me rape this fool, who you're fuckin' with son, you haven't got a clue
Faggots call you Rap God, dude, we aren't havin' fun, stop jokin'
You mess with me, you'll feel the pain, for its MY gun that'll be smokin'
I'm keeping my fingers crossed, but you ain't dope, you call yourself the boss ?
Face the fact, comparin' me to you is like comparin' the might Slim to fatass Rick Ross
The only reason fake fucks like you are alive is 'cause killing's a crime
Your diss to ****-talker, you can't write ****, BUT WHY THE **** DID YOU USE SHADY'S LINES FROM 8 MILE'S BATTLE RHYMES ?!!

u fake ass rappers are callin me a retard coz u cant step p to my kind of flow
anyways ................................f**k u all..............die slow gays

Wow i like the mandumb quote
lets skip to ur name shall we shittalker
cause you know it talks for itself
your a hazard to everyones health
cause you just cant rap.. I should come at you with a baseball bat
and leave my rhymes on ur mat as ud get out rapped by postman pat
just please give up now... Throw in the towel... Cry to your pal..
For all i care you cud get eaten by a bear as this is all bant
ur about the size of an ant..
None of this is supposed to be meaningful
im not gna lie ur rap was pretty cool
but cmon i will beat u dont be a fool
ill leave you in the dark you tool
you try n do me ill beat you in the hall and drown you in the pool as i watch you fall
dont hide that tear you gt nuthin to fear
im the only one here that knows your queer...

Cheers for the reply im high your thai ima drop you out the sky this is all for fun so bye bye lol

BACON SARNIEE

****, I fucked up on that last line. Ghostface only sucker-punched Mase in the face and left him with a broken nose; he didn't actually throw him down the stairs.