Neverending Rap Battle

hey, yo u soft like noodle
i swallow u like african fufu
spit u out like voodo
poop u out like juju
den i dress u wit fubu
make u fans gone boo u
am the king saika zulu

@ice jay, Reale, and iamsam, and waka flocka
Wassup with all these rookies comin' up in A-Town?
These niggas better back off and bow 'cause I'm wearin' the crown
I'm talkin to everybody here except Illustraight, charly, and proffessor
Imma speak rhythm to you in your sleep sir, you need a rester
Flick your chest, forget the rest, I'm the best, and no one can match up too me and act like I'm a test
Cause I don't need to takin'. I'm already takin by your girl
I make her mouth druel and help her pussy whirl
It's Tic comin up with rhymes each minute
My raps are like vetos but they're too fantasic to be voted by the Senate
And take some action up in these States
Cause Tic comin on these streets with light-speed rates
My punches are fatal, my rhymes are hot
Homie get with me and your roasted like the Core is hot
Too me, ya too weak to be delt with so Imma wait for some replies and see who's good and who's not
Come on pussy rookies and lets see what you got...

u talkin about rookie nigga u sound like little kid
da flippin burger at mcdonald in skoke
u smell like ur girl friend smoky pussy
so watch me come wit more hit da gone make u look sorry
niggas comin wit rap wack tactic ya need more pratice
cause ya soft like plastic im classis n fantastic ya sound sarcastic
my rhym is bombastic u talk about nice body am gymnastic
ask ur girl friend she said am romatic she tryin to have sex wit me
i dont have no condom she say u can use a plastic am good bitch u nasty
my punches is dropin like weapons of mass distroction so u need to causion
b4 i put ur whole carriers in to critical condistion am not dissin so listen
ur talent is missin believe me if i play jason in ur mom bansment
is gone be no replacement n no ploce stament.
who crown u clown am here to take ur king title cause i spit cycle
n make all of den rappers cds recycle n make u my bitch ass disciple
buy u insurance from geico n name u paibo if u dont like dat i ill call taibo which one u chose

You wanna talk to me about sizes?
Nob, I'll show ya where your girls eye is,
Come back to your girl's bedroom,
Let's take a piss, I'll show you what reale masculinity is.
You wanna bicker with me? Blind me like you wear chrome,
You brandish your stick, waving it like a old granny in a care home.
You chat about your top button done, your suit and your suit case,
You keep pepper in your hand bag, it aint gonna stop me, I eat mace.
You're like a porta-loo vacuum or like a pedo chattin' **** in a chat room,
Old drunkard playing kids games, you giggle as you play in your bat costume,
Well, I'm robbin' you boy wonder. Join the witches, we got brooms.

I'm a little kid? ****, my raps are dope but yours are just torn
You talkin about child age, then I'm your daddy and you're just born
Half of your rap didn't even rhyme so get a Rhyme Dictionary if you can't understand
And half your crap I stopped listening too because in fictionary, you think your the man
This is a slaughter I'm bringing right here so step off homeplate and go into the shelter
Your gonna feel salty after I smack yo girls pussy and take her too my house so I can melt her
And stop with the lame "mom" jokes
Thats what fucked you up in your rhyming, and thats why imma fckin make you choke
ANd your not dissing me? Then why join this thread
Imma fckin assassinate this dude from all direction until all I see is red
Yeah, call me Tic Tac Nic, or rather Tic Tac Toe
cause when Im done with you we allready gonna have 3 on a row
X's n' O's. 3 wins to 3 loss, nigga Your my employer and Im the boss
SO until next time, stop bringing rookies raps too me or get lost

you know ima dinasour ill rip ya apart into tiny shards
its so besare how your words are bitter your innerds are thicker then a brickwall ill lay you out
im a core cracker the orignal rapper an origninated gawler brawler dont judge this book by its cover a endless chapter
ima rapter in the lyriclised world ill rain all over your words of war a fatal rawr sound of my language like painful napalm
my dome is chrome a solid stone infused by lava dont put it past ya ima intense defence thatll block any offence.

@ ice jay, iamsam and wocka flocka

I spit lines so heavy, I think now’s a good a time as any
More lethal than knives and machetes though I write so many lines already
No time like the present, time is of the essence
I’m like a guidin’ light shinin’ bright, but I got a darker presence
I’ve heard people bite off more than gums
Illustraight writes an awesome bunch
And all of them tight and pack more bite than Monster Munch
This guy is more than rough, my spit is right and sorta tough
Make you suffer a heart attack, plus all of you dykes just caught a rush
I keep it “G” like a Warren does
Soulful like Nate Dogg and stuff
Goin’ overboard, I think they’ve heard more than enough
That’s a point to add to the merit score
Knock you back like a checkers board, and make you have more rags than a set of drawers
I’ve never been more truer
Hot under the collar, chuck me in the cooler
A raw rapper with more anger and wrath than Shin Akuma
So you can call this a subliminal diss
I say a great big “**** you!” and blow a beautiful kiss

Bizzare,

Innards

roar

u talkin about rhyme dictionary am ur rap legendary
now i know my rhyme is gone get u scary am ready to mixed u up like vodka n cranberry,
n am mad now like mad dog ready chap ur cock off
so back off u gay ass nigga u dond get any pussy all u do is jack off
wit ur hand around ur dick thigh like hand cuffs
u priceless nigga i gat diamond in my necklace make u confess like yo dis nigga is harder me n netflex now u reckless
so dont contest b4 i hit u wit my glak on ur chest n leave ur whole body breathless
so kick back n lay lo i think u should go solo
cause u just a homo look like the other version of KC,n JOJO running from the POPO
cause u have no flow no dope n no whoes
ya am nice call me ice am gone make u pay the price n i gat the rite size make ur girlfriend want me to **** her twice
am spining like jagua den i drop havey bas n dry all ur spit make u want some aqua make u loose ur ryhme n u speakin patua dude u already loose dis battle like manny pacquiao
am de weather man am gone rack u 4 ever i can change de weather is 4 what ever
but gon home n check ur face on de mirrow am still nicer than u n cinderella

I’m gonna trek to the North Pole and carve myself an ice-pick
Come back and pick this ice jay, scarrin’ him with Nike ticks
How I’m bombin’ him is priceless, I charge at him like bisons
Scorch him with a light until he’s soluble like nitrates
He’s a frozen copy of Shawn Carter when he’s rhymin’
Took the “Jay” from “Jay-Z” and put at the start of his byname
You’re not cool as ice, you’re not jewelled with lights
Claimin’ to have bling, when you DON’T, just makes you a fool for life!
You see all those rappers rockin’ ice and diamonds
And exclaim, “Wow, dude! I wanna rock ice just like them!
Their eyes are shinin’, and their thighs are brightenin’
Look at those lucky charms light up the sky like Brighton!”
Ice this, ice that – you think this guy’s enlightened?
**** that! I should just drop this mic and ice him!

At least Tic Tac Nic has the right idea.
ice jay is quite shirty with this rhymes .... BUT I DON’T LIKE IT!

I separated those two lines just to accentuate them clearly
Get flak from wocka flocka, but a standing ovation from Reale
An actor with spectacular, sound poise
A mad rapper with panache and loud noise
Tackle verses like quarterbacks for the Jacksonville Jaguars or Dallas Cowboys
In YOUR case, you’re as cold as an abominable snowman
Playin’ soccer with a Pole man, usin’ the penguins’ stomachs as the goal stands
When you kick the ball, and it gets caught in the blizzard
And hits you where it hurts – your balls have been injured
Ice jay’s playin’ hockey, he is FREEZIN’ his balls off
But it gets much worse when he’s aggrieved by the hard puck
Make him bleed on the cold floor, die from bad pneumonia
With his heart and his blood rate causin’ pandemonium
And I’m standin’ over him, my raps have frozen him
Ice jay’s just had his whole manhood stole from him
He’s caught the frostbite, his body’s all stiff
He ain’t goin’ nowhere; he’s just caught the frostnip

Awesome Ill's Good To hear your making moves

ima hit these suckers up in a bit ima go blaze one


Ps , all u guys better step it up !!!!! i'll put a verse out to each of you , that i guaruntee will cause you to contimplate retirement ...

**** OFF BITCHES


PEACE OUT to the real homies u know who u r !!!!!

yo tic tac ur gonna be where we are soon just keep kicking um ....


Much Love Homies !!!!

Aye man I just be doin what I do hahaaaa
You already know whats goin down nigga

This kid is so predictable
He's boring and wack/If he don't mention birthdays or wishes .. then I will forfeit the match
All that played out nameplay is lame and it stinks like hell
You couldn't "coin a deep flow fa wish" throwing change in a wishing well
I'm crazy and sick as hell
It's making him **** himself
No hazard is passing these bars the same as a killer held
and caged in a prison cell
I'm made to deliver hell
Your fake as a womans yells
You hit the flow with ya lines then you was placin' a fishing reel
Straight in a river well
See he's the retard-type trying ta be-all-hype without the words and the wisdom
But this dicks missing the point like a circumsission
Something must be blurring his vision claiming he got skills in abundance
They must've cost him an arm and a leg ... cuz he aint kicking the punches and aint nobody dropping **** as slick as these raps
As I'm killin these kats
You couldn't stop me smoking this fag with some British theamed chats
and a niccotene patch
How can you say he's dope with blunt raps
He aint got nothing to say but he chokes on dub sack
When he sucks on a jay
You want beef.. I got it covered like gravy
You'll get served
I'm a savage so best believe I'm swinging the cleavers if I'm buryin hatches And you'll learn with this dope ****...
Nobody can touch me and I laughed at ya bitch when she wanted to **** me She's as ugly as **** .. you bust a nut hittin' this bitch and ya cum tries to run back up into ya dick
I'm not giving a **** if ya claiming the right to try to aim for the sky...
You'll never make it alive cuz if we ever cross paths ..
I'mma take ya life right after I snatch ya jewelry to break the ice
We all know he's gonna cheat he's too soft to hurt me he couldn't win fair and square if he was blonde and nerdy

niqqa you can tell your raps are written . ur gunna bite me ^ what else have u bitten . u homo ass niqqa your just a little wannabe rapper whos never gunna fit in . i pay to have your block shot up den we dippin .. u rap about fake **** make no sense my lyrics so intence u faqqot ass niqqa u not even on my leval . keep practicinq when u get betta let me kno . cuz if u keep fuckin wit me its gunna be a T.K.O

Ya Weak-Rappers/
Technique-Lackers/
speach-jackers/
ur statements sound like male masterbation porn
don't know what could be wacker ?
u need to trim ur bush ,b4 i cut ya grass an weed whack ya



IamSam ..... thats just being ignorant

BRRRRRAAAPPPP , **** That
what the Five fingers say to the face SMACK

Rappers nowadays have University Degrees an college diploma's
come long way from doin a verse on city streets an corner's
run multimillion dollar orginizations
civilians that collect billions in donations
give to people who need it ,better believe it ,
an receive standing ovations
vocal vocation
envoked, we breathe it , and breed it,
we'll ppl like you try to bleed it , we open up bloodbanks an succeeded
we put our hearts in it
start, finish ,n everything in between our arts in this
smart enough to spark menace
but rather embark on cruesade with truth blades battle the dark apprentice


there two sides two every story , n my blade has blood on both
i read what u said , what a joke ,
whats next-damn-yall sound like a miley cyrus sex-scandal
a fuckin hoax
mase is a preacher
krs ones a teacher
tupac has a School Of arts and a chest full of bullet scars
,jay z runs a billion dollar company
u sound like a punk to me

real people know real **** happens
from bullet holes to scrapping
Rock N Roll to Rapping

aint just one genre, that talk about guns n ganja
smoke marijuana an bring guns to the concert
u look at rap like its a monster
its really a beast , of ppl feeling the beats in the belly ,well ur filling the belly of the beast ,trying to police ,speach with ur negative beliefs
add a magnetic reaction when im positive my piece ,
have you prayin u outta live , please , u outta give god a rib
an be ******* grateful ,
e'd talk to you,
let alone, let you eat at is table , an talk through you !



,earths hectic
you never had half the work ethic
to drop a verse after work ,at ya work ,thinking that'll work
start sinking into ink linking everyday into a battle verse


I work 16 hr days , blaze an spray ,a daily occasion
hey im caucasian maybe raising issue's with ur stereotype
dont try rageing its crude ,or go raising fists dude
,bary yo mic ,aerial flight into a burial site
ur couldnt be ressurecting a deader cause
to many metaphors ? is it time for ur metapause ?
i Rhyme for a better cause
what you said is flawed
think b4 you speak


Yo im out Peace Prof Alive this zombie decapitated n Deceased !!!

I have no words of wisdom only vision,
watch what you say , u never know who's listenin
I have no words of wisdom only vision,
watch what you say , u never know who will listen
I have no words of wisdom only vision,
watch what you say , u know the real will still listen
if whats ur doing is real ,u dont need permission.....

Ayo Chuckie, lemme get at you real quick

Battlin me again, I think you’re delirious
You suck so bad, I can’t even take you serious
You only talk **** when you’re safe at your computer.
I think now it’s time for T-dogg to get neutered
I use the same rhymes every time, according to you.
You might wanna check your facts, all my lyrics are brand new.
You don’t know what you’re talkin bout, you don’t have a clue.
It’s all out my head, its comin out of the blue.
White face and red cheeks, looks like you got a fever.
And your teeth look like one of your parents was a beaver.
I’ll go forever, and keep rhymes comin all day,
Am I gonna stop soon? Son you better pray.
Cause I’ll ruin your reputation and I’ll mess with you’re head.
I’ll embarrass you so bad that you’ll wish you were dead.
You like to act like you're 50 Cent
But in the gym locker room you're always pitchin tents.
You say I’m gay, but I want you to pause it.
I’m still waitin on you to come out of the closet.
Losin to Reed, then me, and now me again.
You getting your ass kicked is becoming a trend.
I got enough rhymes to go on for years,
But if I don’t stop now, you’re gonna be in tears.
I beat you again, but I don’t think you learned,
When you **** with me, then you’re gonna get burned

Yo T.I.C, let me give you a T.I.P,
Don't grunt at me like a P.I.G,
The gay parade gave you a free I.D,
Your mum hung around a lot of people, check your DNA,
That **** probably has more people than the CIA,
Sorry, I had to spell that out but I'm gonna teach you the skool way,
Lets get straight to business, with girls I skip the foreplay,
Stamp on your neck, smear your blood on the floor space,
Tell me one of your Knock Knock jokes, Who's there? Door>Face.
I aint delirious like chuckie, but he's lucky coz I'm serious,
I'm like Norris, I already knew what Einsteins new theory was.
Your confused like an atheist, tell me about your purpose,
Your just like spare change or 50 Cent. Worthless.

Yo you took up the whole page, you want attention?
You're just Bieber's doppelganger from another dimension,
Wanna get mentioned, well take a seat, I bench pensioners, I bench pricks too,
I need to get some **** off my chest, that means 'you'.
You think we can muck-about and kid gloves,
They say I'm more of a peacemaker, I spit doves,
I'm a war machine, I make you spit blood,
You spit black bile and your mouth shits mud.

If you gonna abreviate, then do it right
Forgetting the ch in school, and you sayin' I'm not bright
Comparing me to you is like right and wrong
I know your not that smart but I think you can go along
With this rap cause Imma leave you in silence
Give you some rap license and put you in guidance
Einsteins theory was "T.I.C" is gonna pound "R.E.A.L.E"
You already know I'm comin' back with some raps to decline your floor space
I'm gonna **** on you and all these other rookies in my rap-game-pase
I bet you, right when you read this rap you gonna be like "WOW"
Knock Knock, "Who's there?" It's Tic Tac Nic bitch. BLAOW!
I bring weather to me cause I can control this earth
Bring back this world and the rhythm of rap. Call me Tic Tac Rebirth
I'm gonna spray some Anti-Reale on me so I can get rid of the horrible sequence of your rapping
We two gladiators, Emperor gives you the thumbs down and I slice ya throat, you gonna hear hands clapping
You can keep coming at with your rhymes cause I got plenty
At least I got 50 Cent, to me, your just one penny!