Neverending Rap Battle

************ lemme come roast you
Any brother wanna bring their whole crew
I told you im close to Snapping
Never thought id be a rap king
But its happening
With a pen and pad I be damaging man
Establishing grands but that aint the plan thats in hand
Im imagining grabbing each fan by their hands
That reaction id rather than stacking in grands
I just wanna make music, from iraq to japan

[Intro]
*sound of flames*
*dial tone*
“999, what service do you require?”
I need the fire brigade! My house is on fire!
“And where are you, sir?”
I’m at 40 [edited], in [edited]
“No worries, sir – we’ll send a fire engine over to you!”
PLEASE HURRY!

[Verse 1]
Get on the wire to the Fire Department, the house is on fire
Tell them it’s spreadin’ like wildfire
There’s a childminder in the kitchen cookin’ food for the children
She set fire to the cooker, she’s got bruises and blisters
(AGH!) Oh my God, my, it’s frightenin’!
The flames are everywhere, bright like lightnin’!
And I’m afraid it’s gonna spread upstairs onto the bed
There’s a [four]-year-old in there, and he’s already [dead]!
{*cough cough cough*} These fumes I’m breathin’!
The rooms are lookin’ like sand dunes in Egypt
I swear this fire is gonna burn through the evenin’
I can see people outside – look, I’m screamin’!
I’m wavin’ my hands frantically, I’m asthmatic
Thinkin’ of jumpin’ out and I’ll take a stab at it
Run through the glass and plummet down low
Geronimo, motherfuckers! LOOK OUT BELOW!!!!!

[Hook]
The Fire Marshal’s comin’ to put out the fire
Everybody clear the way
The Fire Marshal’s gonna make that flame retire
And he’s gonna save your day
I got a 911 and a 999
So it’s time for me to roll
I’m gonna get to that house in the nick of time
And put that ************ out cold
Fire Marshal
Fire Marshal
Fire Marshal
Fire Marshal

[Verse 2]
(Where the **** are they? Where’s that god-frickin’ engine?!)
Chill, dude! The guy’ll be by in a second!
(You don’t understand, man, my baby’s in there!)
I thought you said he was [dead]! (No, I meant the kid’s scared!
The house is burnin’ down like a heap of coal
And it’s all tumblin’ over, bricks and all
The mortar and cement, it quick dissolves
I don’t think you’ve looked after it at all!
(I don’t care about the house, I just care about my spouse
My family’s important, and I pray they all come out!)
{*sound of siren*} Huh? Wait a minute! What’s that noise?
It’s the fire engine! Here come the boys!
Swervin’ the corner, watch ‘em go at it
Like madmen (Quick, put the fire out, dammit!
Don’t forget to save my family, they’re cryin’!)
What about the babysitter? (**** her! The bastard can die!)

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
Open the compartment, roll the hose up
(Ugh!) What’s goin’ on?! (The hose, it won’t budge!
Oh, ****! I think it’s stuck!
Someone give me a hand! Godfrickit! ****!!!!
Jesus, I think I broke the hose
I pulled on it too hard, man, the nose is broke!)
Hurry up, we got a family in there and they’re chokin’
Kids and a grandfather, I’m not jokin’!
Let’s get to it quick! Bust down the door!
****! The damn fire’s burned out the floor!
We can’t see where we’re goin’, there’s too much smoke
It’s covered the whole hall and the bags of dope
The smell is contagious, it’s hell and it’s blazin’
I can hear somebody yellin’, “Come save us!”
Get to the room, the guy was right
There’s a kid in the bedroom and a frightened wife
Huddlin’ in the corner cryin’ their eyes out
(Is that you?!) Hurry, come outside right now
Hold on to me, I’ll get you to safety!
(Thank you so much!) No need to thank me
Thank the Marshal, he’s the guy that got us here
(Sir! I’ve worked the hose! Quick, I’ve brought it! Here!)
Time to put the fire out! Spray the water!
The firemen are bringin’ that flame to slaughter
The fire’s out, it’s dyin’ down
It’s all gone, you can all go back inside now
The Marshal’s ended that situation dire
Maybe you’ll learn now not to play with fire!

[Hook]

@Prashant Shady II

I spit my rhymes so complex I could be a genius stump
You wouldn't be hard if you had a penis pump
Stop being afraid and get heart
I'm the **** and you ain't even a wet fart
Mess around with me and get hurt
You wouldn't have the hood around you if you wearin' a sweatshirt
I'm the illest must I remind?
You wouldn't be **** if you come out behind
All these great lines, they mergin fast
**** homie, you know my rhymes are tighter then a virgins ass
I run this game, you can't stop the owner
You say you hard but you can't even pop a boner
No matter what I try I try to make a quick buck
You a bitch homie, how much for a dick suck?
Cooking up rhymes like a kitchen
You say you real but what you represent is fiction
When it comes to these rhymes I'm a lyrical thug
I'm so sick I couldn't be cured by a mircal drug
No body got yo' back, you standin there all alone
Standin' in my hood AKA the danger zone
Mess wit' me, garanteed, you get yo' brains blown
Beatin' me would be breakin' one of natures laws
Because last night I was sort of like old Stanta Clause
'Cause I was messin' around with yo skanky ho ho ho
And if you ask her about it she'll say "Oh, no no no."
I run this block, hell I run this town
Everyone here knows you goin' down
I'm the teacher, and I'm takin' you to class
I'll kick you so hard, it'll leave a footprint on your ass
Homie, you nuttin' but a stupid little ****
Yeah, I'm gonna' smoke you out like a chronic blunt
Besides, you nothin' but a little goody good
Who doesn't know what it's like to live in the hood
Yeah, I'm gonna' give you more beef than a BK Stacker
I'm gonna' tackle you down like a Green Bay Packer
Yeah homie, that's right, stay in yo place
Even better yet, homie get out of my face
Can't touch me 'cause I'm ahead of the race
Want to catch up with me, you better pick up the pace
You think you the best? Oh, homie please
I'm gonna bring you fake G's down to your knees
And my flow sicker then 7 STD's
I ain't done
You know I run
I shine like the sun
I already won
Yeah that's right son


Prashant Shady II, I already know what things you are going to say :
"You stoll that!!!" (Even though I didn't) or:
You gonna say some **** like "You call that your 100%? Lmfao..."
Or maybe you won't say those things, but it doesnt matter cause I know this battle has been going on for a while, but this is just the beggining B.

Not finished yet, homie, I'll fill this whole page
You said give 100%, and now I'm forced within' rage
I could spit all day, and spit all night
I don't need a breath, yea homie thats right
Get big wit me dawg, I got you in check
Pressin' "Play Now" and you surpirsed with my dialect
You betta check yo self before you wreck yo self Slimmy
I got you in hush mode like what Lil Kim did to Nikki

Yeah boy what up, thats why they made a game after me
Tic Tac Toe, but I won this battle 10 to 0, no more three in a row
Matter of fact, I didn't win, cause I know you gonna be comin' back for some more
Well bring it Slimmy, I'll be right here...all day, sittin' on the floor
Waitin' for you...

Well well well...Didn't I say I was going to fill up this page?
My music notes circle around you like bars and you trapped in a cage
You say you right your raps in 10-15 minutes? Now I know whats on this track
Now I know why all your rhymes are dope and wack
Cause you don't take time, and thats why you never going to make it
ANd after this, your gonna wish you ate my rhymes and take it
Rather then keep comin' deeper in my trap
But don't let my disses full you, and you call it a wrap

I know whats goin through your head right now
You probably thinkin' "Wow, 3 days and he only came up with this?!"
Well your wrong, that's only a 1 part rap diss
On those 3 days I made up soooooo many **** in Study Hall
Once you realize who the real me is, I bet your gonna get your homies a call

What is so wrong with being a intellectual rapper and expanding your frame of reference?

M1 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8OEjh95g_vE&NR=1&feature=fvwp

My formidable flow
Will be killing the riddim when you be lisitening to pitiful villains wishing to blow
Minimal symphothy for gimicky little spitters, pitiful lyrics
In a minute ill kill em with a syllable flow
Im just letting you know
I hope to blow like a bulb
And impose all open shows

I'm too hot blow the spot
Nitroglycerin, Sizzlin
Dropping more lines then fisherman
With hooks to keep you listenin

Going to make you move like eviction
Feel my jurisdiction?
Try to step but I'm ten steps ahead of your crew
I'm deaden you

my rhymes are like an earthquake
i make ya brain shake
yalls rhymes is fake
ill squash em like.. pound-cake
errrrrrrrrt, parking brake
man you need to take a coffee break?

@ Tic Tac Nic
hAHAHAHAHAHA ! You are like a rapper who tries to diss his opponent in a given time limit...then says "wait a sec, I'm not finished"..then again, "Hey, theres more..." then, "plleease wait lemme finish...!" haha !! Dont you realise Nic you are making a fool of yourself by using 3-4 posts against just my one post ?

Yo yo yo, it took you years to bounce back in this comeback ?
It took me 15 minutes dog, your **** is still stupid and whack
You spice up your flow by using rhymes made by freestyle pros, lil hoe, you aint got the rap knack
Sit back 'fore you get slapped so hard youre bleeding from your ass crack
Yo I am not hard but atleast I got a penis
Unlike you with a pussy, gettin horny lookin at Dennis the menace
Bitch I start again after a break, now you gotta face it
My rap wheels have started spinnin, drop a nuke bomb and right inside your ass I place it
Make it explode and watch the stolen **** flow out
Leave you in a sorry mess Nic, that'll clear my doubt
You admitted you a **** (hahaha)...you a whiny bitch like Baywatch babe Pam
And Im 'Not Afraid' dog, thats just 'The Way I Am'
Rhymes tighter than a virgins ass ? That **** is blunt
But when I'll lyrically bone you, you'll end up bleeding from your front
Make your 'cherry pop', you a rider left paralysed after a flop stunt
Bitch close your ****, we're the hunters, youre the victim, and I'm leadin the hunt
Spot you and pull the trigger leavin a trail of flames between your frail face and the shell
Leave you fallin in a red pool of blood, like the red carpet on which Kate Beckinsale tripped and fell
My rhymes are so corny they'll leave your mom horny, though adultery's a crime
After these skills Im honin', it'll be her I'll be bonin', believe Tic, you'll see everythin in time
And Im a miracle drug, Im curing your 'sick' **** Tic
You didnt think it would happen but it did, now get on your feet and lick my dick
I don't live in the hood, but I'll wake them up with my flows
Have them thugs cook my food and their whores'll be doin my chores
You are worth my leftovers, for you, that **** is slick
I smoke rhymes like marijuana, my lines give you the kick
Rappin isnt your thing, I'll get you a job in the porn industry, shoot a flick of Tic suckin dick
My camera'll go 'click', your pic all over the boards, 'The new hick on the red block, Tic Tac Nic'
Im foolish to continue fuckin with the guy who is still gettin his ass fried
You'll get sentenced to the asylum for retards, without even gettin tried
Who is this lost bride on my side ? Nic, this isnt your spot, get the **** out of my ride
Or else my lyrical mac'll start to spray and your gay ass be forced to run off to hide
After dissin you I guess, I'll wait for another week to get back to battle and mess
For I stripped you naked now, It'll take a week for you to think of a reply and get dressed
But remember hoe, I'm still leadin this **** BY FAR, you're soaked and drippin black in my lyrical tar
You better start admittin I'm hard, 'fore I blow your charred ass off to the stars...

And Nic I wrote this **** in just 15 minutes. You never were, never are and never will be a rhymer because, haha you take almost 4-5 days to come up with something? Thats LAME dog.Really really SLOW. You do steal lines here and there from others...don't think we cant spot you. The only reason I'm keeping it shut is because I'm STILL ******* you up.
And this has been goin for weeks now and you still sayin the BEGINNING ??? Do you even know what the word 'beginning' means ?

Yo, I'd like to box you, joe
And me givin' you a slap is not optional
I'm popular with the pop and soda
'Cause I'll pop you 'til you sizzle like soda then it's over
Now you got a chip on your shoulder
A sausage up your ass and a dildo in your holster
**** at rappin', but this jerk will deny it
He couldn't sing a hook if he worked with a pirate
Superman's come to stop the earthquake
And I knock on enough wood to make a hearse break
I'm not a freshman, this is not my first day
I listen to my own advice, I do what my words say
I'm about to F you up in the worst way
Then U will C, how I mack, spelt with a K
This is the 10,000th time that I've cursed today
I guess there'll be hell and the underworld to pay
Hey!

NO OFFENSE TO EVERYBODY WHO POSTS THEIR STUFF HERE, BUT TAKE THIS AS CONSTRUCTIVE CRITISISM.
I CAN ONLY SEE 2 PEOPLE ON HERE WHO USES MULTISYYLABLES IN THERE RAPS-THESE ARE THE BASICS OF BEING A GOOD RAPPER
(EVEN LIL WAYNE CAN DO IT LOL)
OBVIOUSLY EVERYONE HAS THEIR DIFFERENT STYLES, BUT I PERSONALLY FEEL THE BEST RAPPERS USE MULTISYLLABLE RHYMING.
Practice people, it will improve you!!!

Man, you have so many spellin’ mistakes, I feel like smackin’ you

You speak Klingon? Here’s a message from the Enterprise
“LEAVE, OR GEORDI LA-FORGE WILL WRECK YOU WITH HIS SPEC EYES!”
Activate the phaser beams and turn you into particles
**** usin’ heat seekers, I’ll burn you with a popsicle
Leave you looked after by the nurses in the hospital

Nurse: Are you okay?
Jigajig: *groan*
Nurse: Which hurts worse? Is it the scar or wound?
Let me tie some bandages around that grazed arm.
Jigajig: Are you gonna hurt me?!
Nurse: Please, sir, just stay calm!
I need to apply some antiseptic on it
It’ll heal the bleedin’.
Jigajig: AAGHH! IT HURTS! STOP IT!
WHAT THE **** ARE YOU TRYIN’ TO DO? KILL ME?!
Nurse: Sir, I really need to clean your arm, ‘cause it’s filthy.
You need to rest; meanwhile, let me check your temperature.
Jigajig: **** that, I’d rather heal myself with my amincantamintor!
Nurse: An “amincantamintor”? What the hell is that?
Jigajig: I don’t know, but it’s bound to get rid of this feckin’ scab!

Jigajig’s baskin’ in his time of glory
Jackanory; two sides to a story!
He really doesn’t know how to rap, does he?
He’s got the balls to be cheeky; this man’s gusty!
But, behind the exterior, I think he’s mad grumpy
‘Cause he hasn’t got enough clout to punch me
Prof, charlie, mic, or whichever man he’s battlin’
I’d just like to meet the fuckin’ cat who dragged him in

yo man im the bomb
blowin this battle up like Vietnam
if you got a problem just email your comments to suckmydick.com

Son you garbage we got lie detectors, man we know your fake,
cause you amount to more ass than girls at a concert for Justin Timberlake,
yo motha fucka so u think u bad,
u need to get a motha fuckin writin pad,
take notes cause im about to destroy you,
and this **** here is way overdue,
homie this **** here is my life,
ima open this up like a switch blade knife,

i hope u will learn somthing today,
i leave people in a disarray,
this **** right here is unfair,
im so gifted and and my talent is very rare,

u never seen this **** so clean,
to measure the damage on u we will need a machine,
cause its just sad all this **** im doin to you,
battlein me is somethin like taboo,

cause i will massacure you just like jason or freddy,
im comin at ya and i dont care if ur ready.

Yo Joeboxer94 yo sound just like my bro Billy use to, "when we would dance with the devil! Do you Know Billy? Listen to this rap about my bro Billy!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qggxTtnKTMo

@Prashant Shady II,
Hmm.....okay

Tic Tac, the Tic Tac Nic, my rhymes are thick, they slide right off my dick
Horror Flick, they leave a frighting kick in your bricks
Thinkin' you slick, you click on my buttons, sayin' I have no penis? How would you know you fuckin prick
That joke is so old, the so ancient, the legend, i can't even believe what im hearin
This is preasent, but I can take you back to the past, so u wont be queerin
May need dino **** to fill up your fuckin rap level cuz it hypporesedentually sucks
When I hear your rhymes, Yes, I hear spittin but studerin also like Donald the Duck
You stupid ****, "Hahahahahahaha" this dick in yo mouth
You pull up a fuckin' Confederate Flag, representin the south
**** these red necks, they have no right to be steppin' on my land
And you sayin' I also steal all my other raps from other people?
Keep your fictional thoughts too your self and stay with squeakin with the Alvin and the Chimpmunks Sequal
And the only reason why I was gone for 4-5 more days 'cause my dad was sick
But I dont want that ruining our battles, I aint pickin u up with a pick
I'm pickin you up with my bear hands, tellin' you whos the man
Oh, is this rap battle 100%? Nope, none of these posts were, I aint doin what u say
Actin' like im your hoe, i aint fuckin Adam Lambert, Im not gay
I ride so slow no moe cuz these fuckin hoes got no where to say or go
"I know you stole that" I know I did too
I stole your girls virginity right on que
Hows that for a "Counterback on using your openents rhymes"?
**** the counterback, Cuz I already won in a row, counting 10 times
25 Atomic Bombs kills earth, must i teach you a lesson?
I don't even know why I asks, you stupid as ****, you dont need a question
Why am I bringing Atomic Bombs in this battle? I dont even know why
This replay back to Slimmy shady must suck I wont lie
But Im not going to die, and lie on this ground
I'm wearin this gaunlets of Rap Music, must be Bound
And yes I know what the word "Beginning means" Do you know what Tic Tac Nic means?
I'll let you answer that, imma keep my rhymes in clean
**** this reply post, this one sucked ass
I dont know why but im feeling like the student in this class...


****Too all users in Able2Know/Never Ending Rap Battle****
Ayo, Prashant Shady II is a good rapper.
I'll make a deal with ya. Me and Prashant Shady II will have one more rap battle, one on one. You guys be the judges. We got one rap we tell to each other. And thats it. Say "I" if your in with this.

now that was just horrible, worse than trash
im just being an innocent man, i got it from cass
but listen, you boys dont deserve a mic
give you a ticket to my show and say "observe tonight"
i'll even give you boys a pad and a pencil
this could end well, or you outlined like stencils

just stop with the horror ****, i'm the horror bitch
and i keep the heckler and i spit it for the heck of it
just stop, your lines get dumber
boy i bang more pipes than a clumbsy plumber
you just broke, money stay in my denim
thats prolly why i get blowed like eyes with dirrt in them.

So y'all on crack livin' in dah streets,
Forgettin' all the people yah meet,
You fall like sleet;
Pretending yo' snow, but yo' know,
You're just slush.
And don't worry - I'll flush,
Your rhymes down the gutta.
I'd prefer for you to stutta,
'Cos it bugs me when yah mutta.
Speak up homeboy, I can't hear yah.
You call yo'self a playa,
The maya' of this crazy town,
But remember that ho; you gotta pay 'er.
Sounds like you made up these rhymes,
Back in the times,
Where you'd rap on the streets fo' dimes,
Tryin' to find the coconut to go wit' yo' lime.
Those lyrics don't even refer to me,
Whaddaya see?
I ain't a black girl, I'm a white one,
But I call you err'thing under the sun.
Hun, I don't like big butts and I cannot lie,
My ass is white and I ain't shy,
'Cos you know I'm the one lookin' fly,
When you're the one tryna avert your eyes,
So I don't get all up in yo' face homie,
But seriously, you need to do the back beat fo' me.
You'll give up on this battle,
You'll run with the cattle,
And even though you may call me a ho,
I'm the one who knows fo' sho',
That you're jealous,
I know yo' ain't zealous,
That you can't keep up.
So sit down,
Bitch.