Neverending Rap Battle

yo u want a piece of me i'll gladly take u on/i'll smoke u more than dr.dre smokin that chron/put the chrome 2 ya dome and get to poppin/once i start though i aint stoppin/my flow is hot like curtis jacksons/i love laughin at u after readin ur reaction/if u wanna battle me then step up 2 the plate/but don't be surprised when u learn ya fate/i got a bulletproof vest that'll handle all your shots/i'll leave u on the ground until your body rots/leave ya ass full of red spots/u really want beef lets take it 2 the parking lot/u really don't wanna mess with me/cuz i'll do ur bitch ass like jada did 50/so if u think u tough and think u can win/then step 2 me and we'll c what happens then

i'm lookin 4 a real challenge none of that pussy ass vanilla ice bullshit

Let u all know
im aint spitting for a rank
no im in dis tank fighting world wars for the yanks
**** u all if your doubtfull
im here remenissing til yer mouths full
i illistrate pictures in your mind
mankind fucked up in ma hand
i hav this 1 big plan
that every rapper can be a man
spittin tha lick
u dont phase me
why dont u face me and ill put u down
**** u up clown
sit down,

no disrespect 2 big l
im 2 high not 2 rhyme
2 ill 4 my skill
but still i will fuk up from time 2 time
but your raps are sublime
so try 2 keep up or u
mite get knocked down
dragged face down on the ground
till u cry blood flouin out your eyes
aint no1 who can test me becuz i am the best u see
happly violating your moms ppl say im wrong
but dat wun stop me thinkin of droppin me
then ill put an end 2 dis properly u cant step up then you'll b sent
down 6 ft underground take a long rest rewrite your
rhymes and then we'll seeif u can stand like a man
battle me bitch i was fukin around but now u dun messed up
and talked **** i'll make u bite bullet real quick
just 2 stop u from sayin u spit ill ****
b4 long i'll b splittin your girlz clit im kinky so i'll
let her lick my dick 2long ive been away from
the game so niggas think they can buk with me
put the mic down and i'll knock u around 4 acouple rounds
2 think u thought
u were a thug well then bud imma beat u till your an inch
away from death bring u bak just 2 show u how t.o.
handles beef b4 long you'll see da real devils son
is white and about 2 ignite da spot where he drops
the real ****

u wanna talk **** then so b it
imma mad cracker who will crack
off a few shots that enter the red dots
in da middle of your forehead yes u is dead
now im laughin like a madman cuz i got a plan
2 slay any member of the KKK
leavin everybody in dissmay
havin da hicks hollerin 1 world
as they look like a heard of cows fallin prey 2 a mad nigger
whose drivin over them all with a ford
stikin 2 fingers up 2 all who tryin 2 front
so now shut the fuk up b4 i get crunked
cuz liek an angry crippled man dun push me
ill flip so fast on your ass
that u wun have time 2 grasp your gun
now u lyin on da ground gaspin 4 h20 u fukin hoe
rhyme no more

Ummm I saw star wars today
(I saw star wars)
Back off make way you rhyming wrong today
Why don't you just leave and go away
You can't rap for cookies
Another species beat you the wookies
You got your but kicked by a little droid
Your jedi membership is void
You can't use the force
You couldn't even beat a horse
It was a myth
That you joined the sith
But you tried and failed
And I have prevailed
It's have a lightsaber duel 1 on 1
Then chances of you winning are lesser than none
A tiny kid with a stick
Your butt he would kick
Even if you had a gun
You would still have to run

i need someone 2 battle so lemme know if u want 2 battle call me out and see what happens

STAR WARS IS STUPID
Yo man u saw star wars? that aint somethin u should mention
U prolly a fat kid who goes to star wars conventions
And u tlk about a kid a with a tiny stick
Thats u foo, u da one dat makes all the white girls sick
Ever hear the phrase "Don't judge a book by it's cover?"
You act like the sh*t but there's nothing unda therr to discover
But you say "Yea I do! I have a rope"
"I'll prove it to yea, just hand me that microscope!"
And you talk about cookies, this aint no cookin show
It's rap battle, truth out, like how I get yo mom down low
I member her screamin she wanted mo
Payin her a nickel, stupid h*e
You know I'm right, now you cold like an icycle
But that's what you get when yo mom's the town bicycle

--Marz/Sean

ok im callin u out dj

dis is 4 tha kids livin in da crack infested streats
thinkin the only way 2 get fed is through beef
bling so bright it blinds da week
but not dis kid im on a livin streak
15 years stright and not a day late on a payment
dis da real world and it aint no game kid
u think itis you'll end up bleeding on the pavement
hey man i speak the truth u think i give a **** wat u say
nigger this my time 2 play
lose myself in my words as they sprey like a AK
rippin through jack the ripper
like he was nothin but a splinter
removing fakes cuz they aint got wat it takes
so i hope there ma's dun cry
cuz wat i do makes the 5.0 lie
sayin im crazy killin wit no reson
im the friend of any1 whose fiendin
im not like the 1 whose talkin ****
im the 1 whose poppin u in the lip
rite after u slip and piss off the miss
touch 1 of my hoes and u pay eather way.

YTZ you done spittin im bout to make u shut up and swallow
u dun pissed me off so now im hittin u wit hollows
it dont matta if you spittin for rank or not ud still be a private
yo i seen you and faded he was determined to touch ya private
everyone can see thatcha gay son now u aint gotta hide it
u both flied out to vermont took ur knot and then tied it
faded y u keep hollin back, is u addicted to gettin smacked?
YTZ keep talkin trash, itll only get ya face smashed
u n faded r both busta bitches
as we all kno snitches get stitches and occasionally ditches
faded son y u still rappin dont u get it? aint nobody clappin
im nastia then wuts between ya girls legs before tha shavin happened
thas cuz ya whack kid and now that thats stated
i think ima go back in time..before ya parents even dated
na **** that -- before they even mated
i know y u **** up so much, its cuz u jus a mistake urself
battlin me is like lyrical suicide
but jus like ur credit card ur charge is denied
YTZ's **** is motha goose
faded rhymes aint tight
as a matta of fact they real loose
yall really dont kno who u fuckin wit
i got a smith n wesson and im buckin it
son i was raised to the smell of weed bein lit
so ill continue to spit in a clit and u can continue to lick on that dick
fa real both yall is pussies like a chick flick
i wont hesitate to let that gun go click fasta than i can spit tha lick
u bitches is downsized coppin a dime while im coppin a brick
battlin me was a close cut like schick
dont b mad yall got broke by a hick
whetha im spittinthalick or spit in a clit it dont matta
ur rhymes is preschool so eitha way mine is still phatta
im swattin ya shots at me away like Chris Bosh
u both prolly suck so much dick u think cum is a mouthwash
im done wit both of u fuckas i got betta **** to do
i crushed both of u suckas in 1 free -- that makes me betta than u

ayo now that im done wit faded ill move to dj quik kid
u dont want it wit me son cuz ill drop u quick kid
im chokin on hydro, u tokin on **** mids
nobody **** wit me cuz im known to split lids
callin out nebody i dont think u kno wut u did
u just fucked urself like a softcore porn vid
u tryna gamble against but i got tha higher bid
u dont undastand wut u got urself into ytz
he jealous i got more respect in 6 posts than he got in 40
at 10 i think ima retire cuz yall startin to bore me
dont step wit ya weak ass **** son u spittin immaturely
both in ya head and in bed
i guarentee if u keep rhymin like that tears will be shed
i dont kno if it gon be me laughin or u cryin
u suck son and thas tha truth i aint lyin

spittinthalick
go suck a dick
your ryhmes dont even make any sense
sell your lame ass rhymes for a few cents
thats all you will earn
and maybe you'll learn
your rhymes suck
i make big bucks
yous the one that bore us
so you better hush
its gon b you crying after im done bustin yo ass
since you think your so badass
retire at 10
then go back to ****in some more men
maybe you'll earn more then pennies and dimes
once im done youll be sayin '**** this is the good ol times'
you'll remember me as the slanted eye rapper
and if you ever get a girlfriend remind me to slap her
and tell her why you datin this loser
why date this poser?
go home "son"
cause im done

this aint a joke son im not u i dont play wit otha guys
ill chop u up in pieces the size of the slits u got for eyes
this kids tha crouchin tiger, he shoulda been the hidden dragon
cmon guys why u makin me battle jackie chans 1st son
ill kill wit chopsticks man i dont even need a gun
u jus callin me a poser cuz im posin a threat to ya rhymes
i will retire at 10 as long as u retire at 2
we can continue to do this if u wanna
im a masta at bringin tha drama
thas y i been on this post for a week and everybody be takin shots
i leave ya teeth wit more open spaces then emtpy car lots
i sed it before hes tha crouchin tiger cuz hes good on his knees
he asked a girl on a date and she was like 'chink please'
only **** im hushin is tha crowd cuz they wanna see wut u gonna do next
damn man i hope u get tha message, its written in plain text

yo not a cent to be lent... get back, you don't know me like that...


there ain't too many who can hang, think you better, do your thang
**** you threw my way came back at you like a boomerang
think I'm new to the game? This ain't a fuc*in' movie mayne
**** you people do for fame, pimp yourself like Pootie Tang
ruthless with the Brooklyn slang, rollin' with the crooked game
mad because we took your dame, **** we could have took your chain
now it's just a fuc*in' shame, told your friends we used to hang
groupie bitches do the same, shoulda never shook your hand
what the hell's it gonna take for you to get this through your brain?
couldn't get the picture, so I guess I'll just remove the frame
who's to blame? You my friend. Ain't nothin' here for you to gain
got set up to lose again, by now you should be used to pain
can't see me in raps, so in battles better use a cane
leave you dancin' on the train, beggin random dudes for change
frontin' like a shooter when you know you shoulda took the lane
even John Henry couldn't fu*k with tracks I used to bang

Spittin tha lick
is a rapper who who thinks his it
by now he thinks hes bored.. and making out that he's good...
but we all know he's ****,
like a horror flict /he'd be dead by now/
cos i would ov been jason x shredding his head.. but how???
let me tell u
i'd get dis knife look him in his girly face and shred til theres blood erased/// from his guts to his hairy N*ts
but that aint all ov it
when i finished his head be hanging in ma living room with a medal for me saying youve done good,
u say u gained respect in ten than me in thorty
man here u the best take this and pause in three 1..... 2...... 3.......
its has'''' your head has swelled because its just got bigger
u big headed like arnold and the last action hero figure
man stop trna rap like a fortune teller and a famous ni*ga
look at me and im the winner
yeah u better retire cos im here
wheneva u feel your head is still getting bigger,
ill be here to pull that silver trigger
be ready take this book called YTZ how to rap
in 1... 2..... 3....

YTZ just alittle something something what that last nusery ryhme you spit

This is my 1st post, but not my last, I can promise you that/
comin with more force then a Vicious dogs attack/
I battle rap for a livin' and YTZ that shits wack/
You couldn't battle ****, Even if I gave you bat/
or a gat, a glock, or a nine/
couldn't pull the trigger, cause your just a scared kid inside/
I dont blame you, I see lots of kids like you/
saying there down with whatever, and then they "try" diss you/
but ****, YTZ you need to practice the art of rappin/
in the middle of your rap, I almost started nappin/
Pick up your game, Spit more punchlines/
but I bet that's all your capable of with a mind that size/
because I kill the competition, I'm mobster in this game/
Kill so many people, I dont bother to learn their names/
**** I'm out, if you want to challenge me go right ahead/
cause the way i'm going to kill you, you'll be more dead then dead/

who said it was done dude
u talk 2 much a post watch the 6o'clocc news
u'll see this dude stretched out like his girls favorite pair of shoes
this guy gotta write a whole page fo da kid
he see im nice so he gotta wait fo da kid
im tired of this dude u makin 2 many enemies
i give it a month ur gonna be screwed
attackin peps at random
hes funny thats why no one can stand em
u losin respect every time u post
u acin like a female doin the most
ya name should spit in the clit
b'cuz every time ya rhyme
it smell like pussy and ****
and tell me why ya punch lines dont stick
i punched the line that punched u's and put em down thats it
just cuz u write as much as u can
it make u look colorful like tucan sam
understand the plan is ta kill the enemy wit one verse damn
i didnt even read ya diss
but u on the kid so i kno u gonna read this bitch

man i saved a bar
aint my fault ya chicc knees is scared
she the one that said she's good at CPR
im a g i do walk by's instead of the one's u do in cars
if this was golf i'd be 100 under par
plz dont start the boy so sick its like im givin out SARS
im the grand stand better yet the fuccin general
and the pump i posses will put a end ta u
put u ta sleep by puttin ten in you
lookin at the sky askin the lord why
i been unleashed and i've been sent for u ta die
man im faded
the one that should have been born instead of David
hit the pavment
b'cuz the K is out and he about ta get ta sprayin

yo wat kind of name is spittin tha lick/ya name should be more like suckin the dick/i called out a pro and got a chump/u betta watch urself or you'll get a shell from my pump/u say if i keep rhymin tears will be shed/wat u don't understand is they're 4 u cuz after this battle your dead/come 2 my block and i'll make sure u feel the heat of my glock/i'll leave u sweatin like ur mom when she was suckin my cock/ur worth about enuff money as some chump change/leave u sweatin like 50 at a shootin range/i'll go how long u want and i know i'll win/cuz u steppin 2 me is like committin a sin/this battle is over cuz the fat lady has sung/u should commit suicide or get hung/ur raps are about as bad as william hung/so at the end of round one i leave u lookin like a dummy/u better off battliin the easter bunny

someone tell me how 2 reply 2 a battle so i can put spittin tha lick 2 shame