Neverending Rap Battle

qwerty who do u think you are
a badass rapper well thats way too far
telling a person to hang themself
well fyi look in ur shelf
do u see the picture with me and your wife
damn ur a waste of life
i shoved a knife in her pussy
damn she didnt stopped crying what a wussy
i left her 50 bucks because that was the pay
to bribe the smelly pussy to go away
but before i left she sucked my dick
her ass is more annoying than a ******* tick
well im out so i dont waste my time
like a little wanna be person like u wat a grime

ur lucky i dont take offence to that u fuckin prick
but my girl is safe with me cuz im harder than my dick
id take ur girl too but acctually its a guy
these other people might be better but its cuz i dont even try
all my good **** goes in my songs
compared to them this is like twinkle twinkle little star... a sing along
u prob just some nerd hired as a tutor
u only talk **** when u safe behind a computer
ill use my gun and go overkill like black ops.. first person shooter
u say u got the best 69 but i think u mean mine
id **** a bitch even if my life was on the line
i got the best 69 doggystyle and piledriver
went in so hard she blacked out and i have to revive her

Got no girlfriend, and girls are good for your health,
Know what I mean? Uh, at least I work for myself,
You see me here, kid, and I rhyme crazy,
Used to have a job reading to a rich blind lady
You rhyme crazy, and sometimes you rhyme lazy,
But I love this rap game, ‘cause rhyming is my baby,
Visually, lyrically I’m known as a mystery,
I rip real ****, and yall is history.
Don’t read into it too much
I hear you rappin but I think I heard enough
Your **** is dead and outdated
top notch to the top, I’m rated
while you still freestylin and masterbatin
I’m cold I know, I gotta reason to be
24 years old, and no one seems to see
that I’m worth my weight In gold and still disease free
Just gimme a chance, I will show the world, you’ll see
even if I gotta take down my pants and show everybody on t.v.
if ya **** with me ya fuckin with a p.I.m.p.

nah you just talk smack an wont battle , get off my jock

I don't get off on the computer , i get off on ya mom looser !
ya thumb soother, still in diapers, prof hyper wit a cypher
ya'll want Fire ? It aint molten lava , pure energy plasma
taking the rap scene like ya flat screen... ur doors open but ya minds are closed
mic cord choking ya rhymes exposed
as whack an lackin
mankind,or any damn kind of exoskeleton , no rebellion from these hellions
dont know what the devil tells ummm, treble welling bass bumping , faiths something that takes something an makes noones become kings , it aint the one ring , or title, check your vitals, it's the rythm of life liven on the vinyl ,
the who n the what what
the who aint given a FUh uck
the who aint livin it up, sup ?
the Wooo, aint givin it up , Suuuup ?
i battle to spark ya minds in darker times
break apart the binds , being fake puts on ur hearts an minds
ur a human being , n being human takes some stars an shine at night

All I have to do is throw a nut at this queer
Im fuckin your model bitch right now, you hear
I drink booze straight, your ass still drink light beer
Excuse me while I take a **** in your toliet
Oh woops, I needa flush, **** went down
I can take a dagger to this clown
**** him up so bad he'll have Michale cum down
Yeah its on your face you little faggot
Its a metaphore, you get it?
But I aint done yet, matter of fact
This is just getting started
Yeah Im this ****, oops i just farted
Bosh? who the **** needs Bosh?
I'll get myself sued worse than Em's songs Mosh
Cause I got the ****
Its in my hand, it the mic
Your pathetic, okay Ike?
Only ass you get is from a fat dyke
I can guarentee that baby will never be a tike
You fat ass son of a bitch
Ill take a piss in your mouth make you fall down
You got nothing
Man that last rap seems you got somethin'
Its called writers block
get it? you suck cock
But this the end of this rap
So go home and sit on your ma's lap
She'll like it
And plus she'll suck your dick and give fuckin clap

u think im done man i still got rhymes in this sweater
u can take ya time and read every single letter
right now ur thinkin **** his rhymes are better
u prob just some fatass who think he badass
but ur afraid to smoke grass
bet u never had something bad happen to you
cuz u just a little overprotected little jew
not tryin to be racist just spittin a rhyme
dont worry ill beat u but all in due time

Yes You are probably correct and you can see this by the positive feed back that this thread has received!

You do realize that threads that receive the most positive feed back are those that have the most advanced way of thinking {intellectual} because those that are retarded receive much lower scoring because they are of the youth?
You do realize that those who are more retarded than us would not hang out in an environment as intellectual as this one don't you?

dude this is a RAP battling forum, when are you going to stop preaching and spit something? maybe if you rapped whatever message your trying to give people would pay more attention.

this is a rap battle man if ur gonna argue get the **** out
ur the one who sounds like a retard now go before i SHOUT
i got respect for the rest of these people cuz they do what they supposed to.. rap
now get of ur mom before u get the clap
if ur here to rap then spit a little
cuz at this point im ready to snap ur bones cuz they so brittle
insult after insult its just so easy
now spit sometrhing and please me
ur a faggot reasoning logic
theprofessor is ready to rap but ur tryin to dodge it
dont dodge it take it like a man
my rhymes are stronger than a masterbators hand

charlie ...... he wouldn't know how to spit if his mouth was full of saliva. Moreover, I think we've had enough of his testaments already. I say we declare a ban!

This is for CollectiveMind, qwertyuioplkjhgfdsaz, thebest69 and D9-Tap

You’ve all put your foot in it now - now you can’t get them out
In and out, in a shroud, now what is this about?
Check this out; I’m about to flip the scripts around
My pen is mightier than the sword – watch my writtens kill them now
Qwerty is a gangster who strikes with a weapon
But uses half a keyboard as his name to rhyme on a record
He uses too many clichés – he needs to calm his nerves
Where’s the rest of the alphabet? Are you lost for words?

It's time to “Bring The Pain”, and teach these pricks a lesson
Blaze them like Johnny using all types of different Methods
I’m gonna give them a “Blood Clot”, ‘cause “I Get My Thang In Action”
Turn them into “Sandmen” when I clap the Magnums
Have them start shaking like they were Livin’ La Vida Loca
Take them out on the streets – “P.L.O. Style”
I’m a Buddha Monk with the Owls like Harry Potter
Two shots will have them cry like the missing girl Madeleine’s mother

I’m a Falcon with Edge, I Escort your broads home
Focus on their Territory, and unload all the cargo, like a Pronto
..... or a Bronco
I’m as sleek as a Cougar, and I keep it street like a Puma
Make the Transit and multiply like a 4x4 .... Ford Kuga

I’ll have you Russian/rushin’ like Moscow ..... Kalashnikovs!!!!!
Send you a message in a bottle ..... Molotov!!!!
You claim what you spit is true, but they’re all just reckless fables
I’m about to smash on you like the Dudley Boys ..... GET THE TABLES !!!!!

Everybody wan'a go and get the bigger piece of the pie
I cant sleep at night
Thinking tomorow could be the last day, im breathing life
The street is dark im tryna feed it light
Round the corner where the feins all stand
Getting high and burning rocks
Round the corner where the g's all bang
They selling white and earning gwop

The term RAP is all rezpekt that i keep in my silence's
I was an empty soul before i din't know ma own new senses //
I sensed few emotions in ones tense eyes filled with depths
I sensed more motions of stars in few still smiles of lil breaths //
Observation of my surroundings i was into till some broke me
Like in play station of boundings more thoughts oversoaked me //
Ma soul see me afraid in those darkness followed by thunder poundings
Disturbances were caused when i use to sleep in the public housings //
They were ma roots who raised me , praised me and chased me in my privacy's
i was Hiding everyday but amazed is this life flowing as an unprivate sea //
some din't understand the diversity of ma words that i portrait in ma proses
Emptiness choose the clauses that you heard in my thirst of few fresh roses //
A living-death is rapping ma knuckles out followed by the shooked some
testing ma balls is tough coz i am a predicted death piece from a GOD'S son //
More predictions are about my responsibilites which defines my culture around
The underground streets bounds the flow in me coz i get afraid of sobbing sounds //
Never been so complete when i was thinking about the hood-rats boning me
yeah i see them aiming me, bLaming me for those NIGHTS they played wit me //
My pages instigated with me and at last i am in silence for keeping me
in these stages of repulsive sober thoughts and the peace is pleading me //
I ain't afraid from the hatred of beings if has been's are leaving me
A New era is screening me with the cognisances of new questions deep in me //
I define the sheer Psychokinesis with my clear patterns hidden in my pieces
of thesis known by a name called lyrical jesus ,Further I spit theories and ceases the time which decrease your reaches //
Despite of that i cause verbal assasination of the grammar patients in this nation ,
I walk on earth pausing plays son , DOUBLE daring d metaphorical equations with my witted approbations //

copyright (Manny the RIPPER)

I'm tired of all these kids
disrespecting there dads
I saw poaster-board paranting
didnt you see that add?
I know my dad have this huge gap between us
But if I had to I would give up rap so it can just be us
Dads these days, never belive in there kids
they tell them to quit if they cant do it, they count there bids
Alot of children would be fine without the parants
Another reason why paranting is an ignorance
14 birthdays, pefect without his dad
but if he comes home then all hell breaks loose
makes him wanna stand a stool and just put up the noose ( or nuse)
Make the world forget about him just like Bin Laden
except the dad is the bad guy and its like comparing small to tall and...
Isnt what like this back then where everyone was peacefully
physically, mentally, in love with there parants
But now they speak of negative and never about the tolerence
Parants treat all kids like they're the peasent
Guess it's the opposite of, "todays a gift, thats why they call it the present"...

Tic Tac Nic is back!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAAAAAAAA

qwerty ur rap was horrible
ur such a bad ass rebel
u say u threaten me with ur little bb gun
i guess this is where it starts getting fun
with ur "best" sixety nine
shut the **** up nigga u got to get ur **** aligned
you say my girlfriends a guy
its actually ur girlfriend, u can ask her because i came in her eye
you say u write songs
a song isnt a piece of paper in your thong
damn dude ur full of bullshit
now go back to ur mom and go knit
your a horrible rapper
i do better than u sitting on my crapper
well im going to go before i make you cry
because if i go anymore i know im gonna make u die

new slim shady ur aint gonna be **** like slim shady
ur way closer to a lady
your just struggling to make a rhyme
maybe it just isnt ur time
ur rap is ******* **** that shuld just end
if you do that maybe u can actually get a friend
my dick is bigger than ur head
if u think im coming up short, thats not what ur mom said
i stuck it in her stanky vagina
then after that we got a flight to north carolina
do u wanna know what happened there
no i wont because i just wont be fair
ur never gonna end up a like slim shady
but i know im going to end up like tracy mcgrady

sorry that i sucked man its called writers block
u know the thing u get when u suck on black cock
u just a bitch obsessed with ur tubesock
the pen may be mightier than the sword but its no match for my glock
if ur gonna come into this rap battle the least u could do is knock
soon enough ill be bigger than hip hop pop and rock
its as if all u do is just **** on the keyboard and hope the rhymes are good
quit right now i really think u should
win? i think i can i think i can like the little engine that could
u wake up to my rhymes with morning wood
im preety sure my girl would sleep with you
cuz she wakes up with me everymorning as we here the rooster scream cockkadoodledoo
now make like a dog and shew shew

Everyone read this rap battle that Im gonna possess.

This ************ stole my fuckin line
I told him he had writers block
I also told him sucked cock
He stole that fuckin line god damnit
Now Im gonna come back and kick the fuckin livin **** outta this mo'******
I know you want my ass mo'****** because what I do with the pen
But I **** ass, screw pussies like you with a pen
Get it? its a subliminal message
Imma send your ass back to the ditch where you belong
Bitch
A while ago I though for sure you wouldve given up
But that didnt happen
And remember you little pussy ass bitch
Go suck more cock
And yeah Im pretty sure you have writers block
You cant write your rhymes
Keep stealin mine and I'll have you ending up like Tupac!

Fuckin Asshole!