Neverending Rap Battle

Here's a fast rap:

I be’z like Steven Spielberg, makin’ this movie realer
of such a good structure, you would think I was a builder
Stackin’ these vocals
Packin’ these toasters
Comin’ atcha like a health inspector bringin’ your caff to a closure
Here comes the rap vet
Iller than SARs in a Japanese country spreadin’ like the Black Death
Guaranteed to scare motherfuckers with a weapon that I snuck in and I haven’t even packed yet
I don’t really mean to blow my own trumpet
Independently can hold my own, **** it!
Scatterin’ bullets the size of Chicken McNuggets
You want heat? I’ll give it to you fresh from the oven!
WHAT?!
You don’t really wanna get me in a temper
When I sever, leave you deader than some skeletons in dresses
So all you motherfeckers better scatter when I tell ya
When this hammer gets to settin’, you won’t make it to the exit
My tongue twists in a really mental manner when I try to get to spittin’, I get all up in a muddle
‘Cause it seems that I’m havin’ trouble rappin’ every fuckin’ time I need to which in turn leads to a struggle
Always keepin’ my head intact
Spit my writtens much cooler than the Men In Black
Make the Earth shake, cause a heavy impact
That you’re gonna need to stitch your fuckin’ head with plasters
Let Illustraight paint the picture perfect for you
Let every thug, chick and bird enjoy it
Then they can relish every line, stroke and dab that I apply which’ll make ‘em go “Heavens to Mergatroid, dude!”
Like Snagglepuss when he has one of his moments
I’m never gonna get this wicked talent stolen
And if anybody tries to take my wit
I’ll make that thievin’ little ************ WISH HE NEVER STOLE IT!!!!!

The pains living within the game Could have of been
Talent and fame not chains and woman
I ill never change for a thing read my name not the bling
I remain aiming to gain what i live, for
Am i insane, or am i just pissed
bitch, whores, Six porsches, kicks, Couple big rings
Is what there in for

Beautifuls ruined its stupid the fools are deluded there music is putrid
Shoulda be muted
Infact who concluded polluting the game was improvement
Recruiting the useless artists
And the booth masters never get a foot in the chartlist
i aint asking for the loot i know i gotta shoot for my chances
But the Bastards never choose who works hardest
So i gotta prove what im worth,
Conclude every verse with a boom to be heard
My futures soon to be learnt

Better start feeling this
My heart had a missions kids
Picture this, Lyrical art was religion bitch
But typical asses wanted to extuinguish My
Fire,
Fricken criminal bastards jealous of desire
I hold
I hope this road goes for miles

Word of the day ;
Rectum.
Who ever can make the best punchline (Not rap) about this word wins. Lol.

I keep stairing in the mirror, but I just can't bare
That the pieces stickin from my ass are rectum hairs

That chick got a rash infection
Time for her to have an ass injection
It's a pain in the backside, just ask the rectum

@Tic Tac Nic
First of all, I did not doubt if Illustraight had stolen his raps or not.
I just told him his **** was dope IF he had not stolen it. That DOES NOT mean I thought he had stolen.

Secondly, Rap may or may not be about the same topic...BUT IT SURE AS HELL IS NOT ABOUT STEALING RHYMES FROM OTHERS. Since you did....Hahahahahaha..no comments.

Lastly, The only reason I'm persisting on this topic is that YOU FALSELY ARE TELLING THAT I STOLE TOO...JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE FAKE DOES NOT MEAN, ANYONE WHO DISSES THE **** OUT OF YOU IS FAKE TOO...

@ Tic Tac Nic
The lil' guy who thinks he could beat you is Starky
Don't confuse him with me, I've already destroyed you, you see
Like I said earlier, this battle was like I was Shady and you were Weezy
Now I don't give a damn 'bout you stealing to diss me, ultimately you are always easy...
You feel the guilt now, sayin this **** is old like MJ's death
Legends like him never die bitch, so doeS your Stealing MC status, how foolish can you get ?
You did apologise later, yeah we heard your cries
The others forgave you, but I'm too wise, while I destroy you, cruelty in my eyes
I'm hotter than a flamin' inferno, but with rhyme stealers, I'm colder than ice
Feel the chill as I'm nearing my kill bitch, you've learnt your lesson, stealing is never nice
Your rhymes are getting poorer, please stop,your **** is whack, so is your attack
You suffered enough here, I'd advise you not to make a comeback
I may have fake MC fame, but sure as hell, I aint a fake MC bitch
You are, you'll be fuckin hoes and polishin shoes while I'll be sellin' and gettin' rich
The guy you messed with and then tried to falsely implicate isn't that delicate now is he ?
I'll fuckin spin your rhymes around and screw them one at a time till you start gettin dizzy
You call this battle metal ? Battling you was a piece of cake
Its high time Starky grabs the mic from you, cause there aint much you can take
I'm earnin' my big break, my careers flyin' while yours is crashin', bitch apply the brakes
I've fucked you in this too , like Eminem versus a thousand Drakes
If you're a killer, I'm a big bad cop. 'Fore you slice me, I'll knock you out
Tie you to a post and whip you till you're pale as a ghost, no one will hear you however loud you shout
You a "G for life" ? Fuckin' sissy, you're just a wannabe
BUt you'll never make it Nicky, stealing rhymes proved you a fake MC and a pussy
Yeah they'd give you a 10 out of fifty for "fryin my ass"
But they gave me a full fifty for destroying yours, now tell me which of us has better class ?
If you're gonna take my ass as a quiz, you're gonna fail like ****
Cause I **** on your species, make you remain a bitch critically hit
And for your info, NO ONE BACKED ME UP ...PROOF IN THIS FUCKIN THREAD
I was the lone bullet that crushed your skull and divided your head
**** your "# 1 crew ", a cock is what'll make them kneel down and chew
Faggots aint a match for me, so **** y'all too, I'll beat your crew black and blue
Tic Tac Nic, you're sinking in my flow, you STILL haven't got a fuckin' clue...

(I keep stairing in the mirror, but I just can't bare
That the pieces stickin from my ass are rectum hairs ) ???

LMFAO...That does not make any sense. No offense to our battle rivalry Tic Tac... but that rhyme sucked.

This is my hometown
But this goes out to the whole load of londons broke down
Estates faces and races eliminated from having hope now
Papers manipulating the whole nation to think we dont count
Contaminating the brains of civilisation portraying us as a cold crowd
But it aint just teenagers with a repretation of being dangerous

to be continued

Remarkable. I never thought I'd become the subject of a heated argument. I'm surprised.

You know, this is a rivalry that is NOT going to end
Tellin' me to give up, who da **** do I look like, I'm the 1 out of the 10
you could not beat me in
I'm taking your lines in and inhaling them out
Cuz they leave a bad taste in my mouth
You shout and pout cuz I stole 5 lines from famous rappers on the about
I'm tired of using the word "stole" it's getting on my nerves
Using the same word in both of our raps, like turning on a sharp curve
I grab my lyrical extension and thrust it through your back
I'm joggin' through your track while your making shitty lines that are dope and wack
I've picked up on your raps, there a joke, your a frog thats croakin'
You take my lines then put it in your rhymes, then you laugh and your jokin'
Thinkin', "I've finished off Tic Tac Nic, he's done for"
But in reality most of these people yawn and look at you with a bore
I will take you to the earths core, you want more? I'll slam you to the floor
Give you some lessons wit the Tic Tac Nic, you wont forget
Like bicycle training, or getting fit for a basketball game, so you wont get sprayed and quit
You may heard this saying "Never judge a book my it's cover"
Well even though I stole lines you should never do that cuz comparing me to
every other rapper in this game, theres no other
My rap status is clean but yours is dirty, you make dirt look brand new
I hit you out of this ball park while all the fans have seen you flew
I'm the artist of this master-piece, and I did not steal **** from THIS rap
So let us move on another topic, rappin' about one thing is just full-out crap
Prashant Shady II, our rivalry is like no other before and after us
But one man is going to be standing, you : face down in my lyrical dust
This is a Neverending Rap Battle, as you can tell
I'm not going to quit, quittin' to spittin' and I be shittin' on you as I be the one standing and your the one that fell

Honestly i am the prodigy follow my lyrical oddysey,
'N colony commonly known as the bodies of quality
Constantly following policys
Unfortunently the rap game is no comedy
So please have some modesty and wipe of the novelty
Money and Woman wobbling their bodies
probably self conciously
Now college wannabes tryna copy a life of monopoly
I am real, so no comparing me to nominess like lil wayne
And his possy of odditys
Verbal attrocities
Merged ina world of their own self beleiving philosiphies
Its time to modestly demolish these mockeries
Robbing poor Poverty Stricken children For their pocket P
Earned by working on their own property
Save your apoligies, your Genorositys mytholigy
Im forming an abnormal oral velocity
Ready to storm from the top
picking you at random like the lottery
And holding you at ransom till you say sorry properly.
Its common to copy me its obvious
Theres something wrong with me
Theres no stopping me rocket to the top
And pop like a bottle cork
Im not all talk
Actions speak louder than words
And i aint acting bad for birds
I actually pack a massacre of verbal savagery
Attacking G's with exact rap vocabulary
Dont stand and pee
React with average rapping

to be continued ........

[Hook 3]
Listen, all of you who studied the Romans
Here’s somethin’ different from this intelligent showman
Take a pew, please
And lend me your ears
‘Cause I’m gonna talk Latin for you emcee’s here

[Verse]
My mind technology’s profound when I flow
Mens sana in corpore sano
A lot of people look at me in great doubt but I know
They shouldn’t judge ne ultra crepidam – not the sandal
And that means never judge anyone beyond their expertise
Tupac and Biggie Smalls, rest in peace
Or requiescat in pace, heros who were worthy
You made us see life when our visions were blurry
Villains to the government, but that’s a different story
Dolce et decorum est pro patria mori
It is sweet and fittin’ to die for the streets
You gave bellum (war) to those full of greed
And that’s what it means to overcome bad with good
And one thing that’s truly understood
In the ghetto, it’s always quid pro quo
Overcome the greed – vince malum bono
But homies speak borin’ - the rules, they’re ignorin’ them
Continually; argumentum ad nauseam
‘Cause we know radix malorum est cupiditas
Brothers gettin’ greedy every day but they don’t see that
And as far as the government’s concerned
There’s always translatio imperii – the government should learn
That our lives are not to be played with, and we’re warnin’ ya
But you sign our lives away, manu propria
Why can’t we go back to statu quo ante?
The way things were then, before we were vigilantes
Before the towers were bombed by the serpenti
It’s not like those innocents deserved to die
**** it, it’s no surprise; nihil admirari
We can never predict the killers’ modus operandi
I guess that’s the whole planet’s modus vivendi
Death and life are equal; nec pluribus impar
Everyone is fightin’ everybody
Bellum omnium contra omnes – they won’t stop it
Gunshots, necks gettin’ brazed
And no justice; inter arma enim silent leges
All these brothers warrin’ like cavaliers
To be the primus inter pares, the first among peers
But I think they’re just nowhere near
‘Cause most of them are insincere, in pectore

I dont claim to be a soldier
Coz this resistance has reason
Ill keep proceeding in speaking until these demons aint breathing
Conspiracys theorys are theorys coz we aint led to beleive 'em
And we aint meant to see 'em So people like me to eventually release 'em

You seem as though you may be speaking intellectually! keep up the sharing of info as this is how I and all others learn.

LeSSonS IN Structure -101 taught by Prof , AKA The Milk Box Kid

Metaphors

before the storm an our eyes were flooded by emotion
b4 the heart was filled with a blood of devotion

zion made of ions - couplet
protons atoms photons fathomed - abab multi w exactly same # of syllables
a couple quarks started to spark in the dark - aaaa single liner of partial rhymes
something in the abyss started throwing a fist -single line multi


Full Verse usually 16 i did 19 !

this fight-1 multi 2sylls A
with light-2 multi 2sylls
cause raw insight-3
the sky's a reflection of that night-4 partial multi 9 syls
this life is how perceptions ignite-5 partial multi 9 syls
a cyph is a weapon of whats right-6 partial multi 9 syls
cause its all we have left ,stay fresh,speak the truth to the death aight ,-7
no slight a hand -8
soul writer's can use a can ,or an canvas , to paint an image , or stanza -9
skull's bright ,-10
tommorow's going to be alright-11
, all mic's an smashed hall lights,-12
n ya'll might see , where the spark is in the darkness -13
some think its a gray matter , but it ain't always black n white-14
like its ok to smoke weed but not crack in a pipe n take flight -15
grab a mic savage like 10 times average height-16
reunite u with ur burial site-17
from day to night , page to cyph, day to day life , the blade of knights-18
, its a shade of life , a stage a mic , a way of life , its a wave of light-19

ight- is the main rhyme sound you'll notice its carried through the whole 16 thats why it's a Full verse!

this has multi's ,assonance, partial ryhmes an all that

here's Alliteration

Gallons of Gals in the Galaxy Gallore

the Masked Master -A
Massacre Masses Massive Mass Hysteria ,-B
u can't unlock my ryhme schemes without the secret password-A



Peace Yo Hit me back

Nope you arent the subject man... Not at all... And I don't think this is a heated arguement any longer.
You may be included (especially since Tic Tac Nic thinks I DOUBT you wrote your raps.) Frankly , I don't. Otherwise I wouldnt have called them dope.

yh thanks for that, i would have wrote more but i had to get up for school the next morning and it was late, i will carry it on now..

@ TIC TAC NIC
You're wrong, this rivalry has already ended, you're too stupid to beef
I've fucked you up already, like I'm the mighty Kong and you're just a weak leaf
You're broken in this battle, snapped in half, your vision's all blurry and misty
Against my lyrical flow, you're a dwarf, unable to contain the rate of my spate, all aggressive and feisty
Out of your 10, I'd beat all and destroy you like a poor joke
I've lighted a fire under your ass, your punchlines all rise up in smoke
Ironic, you're tired of using "stole" but weren't tired of stealing
Better start stealin' again bitch, your rhymes are filled with justifyin' and squealin'
Tell me Tic Tac, how can a line be both dope AND whack ?
Ain't makin sense, shut the **** up and cut the crap 'fore I break your back
Your rhymes are no match to my lines, through them, with my lyrical dagger I cut and hack
You rhyme worse than Weezy, when the ************ spat, his lungs black with crack
Bitch you aint fun to battle, you're like a cripple trying to walk
Wasting my time reading your whack lines, you're like a dumb trying to talk
You can't take me to Earth's core, that would destroy it, I emit lyrical heat through these gashes
Besides, you aint worthy to lift me up, 'fore we reach there, you would be reduced to ashes
'Cause you a fake MC in this game, you have failed the admission test
Yet to prove yourself, still wailin' and cryin' like Taylor Swift when she got dissed by Kanye West
You fuckin right, comparing you to others, theres no other rapper
'Cause no one steals rhymes, they mind-freestyle and write them on a paper
Since you accepted your 'fake MC' stature, this topics over, guess it won't matter
Yeah I'm a ball in the air, be warned, I'm directly overhead
Fans cheer, I drop with such lyrical intensity on your misery, you'll fuckin wish you were already dead
And this rivalry is like no other : a 'freeSTYLER' versus a 'freeSTEALER'
But I've torn you apart, your disses are in the gutter, while mine are being compared to "Ether"
And even if you didn't steal this time ,you did for your previous rhymes, you arent to be trusted
Heard the sayin "First impression is the last impression" ?? Bitch you'll start again when you rhymes are beginning to get rusted
So pay heed, you're still tryin to fight, too proud and egotistical to admit defeat and quit
But what else can you do, pathetic Nic... you've absolutely run out of wit !