Neverending Rap Battle

yo man that was good. I was laughing the whole time I read it.

How many u got so far?

I don't know I'm just bored, looking for a battle i guess

Venom, Denim, battles we win 'em.
**** this ****, to hell we send 'em.
If the game was the ring, we'd 123 pin 'em.
I put that **** on finisher, like a few neck breakers.
I'm the finisher,ask yer girl about these bed shakers.
you was talking on Japan, brotha we the earth quakers.
Yea, quakers but not that oatmeal.
Bro I'll just keep being soft utnil you get real.
Yer learning quick, time will fly.
I mean like we do, we so high.
We so high and they so dry.
They so dry they so cold.
I'm shitting on the mafuckaz and i'm only 15 years old.
I'm bout to go crazy, ask my lovers.
bitch 15 years, got 7 baby mothaz.
**** is about to blow up in their facez,
**** up they teeth make 'em wish for bracez.
I don't give a **** if theys niggaz, beanerz, or asianz, I don't care for racez.
I'm just bringing the heat, like hell's blazez.

WS4E

Just him, none of my homies are to keen to online battling.

Oh so u don't do anything off of here? How old are you two anyway?

I battle on weekends at the ball fields. and we is both 15, so yeah. But I battle in rl, i don't think he does.
WS4E

Excuse but i didn't think hear wat i said
So let me make your verses sound like there dead
I'm 15 too and i'd like to battle you fool
Let me get a taste so I can take you back to school

Holmie, take me to school? Tha sites already got a professor.
Dawg, a four line verse, you is clearly my lesser.
honestly, you wanna battle, I'll do you a favor.
But my words'll cut ya like an over amped light saber.
don't start whinin and crying,
Just cuz old D'9 left your verses dying.
Still wet behing the gills, you aint even done drying.
You gonna choke on the **** i'm supplying.
I rep West Side, you aint repping ****.
I don't see the point, but go on, spit.
If you aint figured out, me and my bro will kill you dead.
Our rhymes are like 357s to da head.
so i guess you can say our linguistics are like hot lead.
You is the enemy, but I'll let'ya sign a truce.
It goes with your soul, and I won't let it loose.
I'm the Devil in the booth,
come on, lets speak truth,
yo is an ant, and I can't fit under this roof.
I mean, come on, i'm busting out, killin fakes like you,
I mean, i'm killin em, what can you do?
I already said yo is an ant, falling prey to D'9 Shoe.
I'm done spitting to a kid like this fake ****.
I won't give a penny for your thoughts, not a buck.
Face it nigga, your lines kinda suck.

WS4E

Noone's gods here but us two,
if you think four lines will be our schoo',
**** man you were the dunce'n'tha'foo',
I'll cut your ass up like a line of cocaine,
throw money in the air 'n' make the **** rain,
You don't even hold a candle to bieber,
here's some aspirin for your fever.

Nice

Yeah man I'll take you to college
You obviously don't have any knowledge
4 line verse so I could hear you spit
But everything you say just sounds like ****
Ok so your gana go with a double team
But I'm like Kobe dropped 81 another team
arms itchin like i just got the chicken pox
Crossed both yall up and hit the shot
You may be from the West, but your not the best
Beast from the East came to beat up some meat
You aint bustin out my roof, ok ho
You'll be lucky to start like OJ Mayo
You ain't no devil in this here post
Your the next turkey gettin smoked in my pot roast
DING we propose a toast
But **** the treaty 37. Mags in my coat
Your verses are condensed and damp
I just used like a Mexican to a food stamp
Your just another Jew in my concentration camp

I'm 14 here I never really battle off of here unless me and my bros just messing around I live in a preety white ass town so it's not really much of a challenge

I got 2 games tonight that i gota get ready for so I'll battle ya'll later. That was pretty fun though. Peace

Nigga, sorry I just noticed you typoed a J into your name.
I know you know, you another fag in the game.
I can see it in your flow, all you butt-niggaz the same.
You pulled that 4 liner, so i know you're lame.
You tried to cover that weak attempt, but it's no use.
Cuz now i know you take it in the caboose.
Bet you act a thug, hair slick with mousse.
Does your boyfriend know you try to rap,
would he be pissed or not give a crap.
dawg, you're a skeptic, i'm gonna make you a believer.
I'm so sharp, my dadz was a meat cleaver..
One more line, in the realtionship, you the giver or the reciever?

WS4E

Hey bro, what kind of games? Baseball?

This may not be japan but I'll still blow ur **** up like a nuclear reactor
Raps about passion and I posses the X factor
Be prepared to meet ur attacker I mean ur maker
U need to stop bein such a gangter faker 
and get back to being a Quaker
Get knocked out of the playoffs like ur a laker 
Ur bitch is fading and I can't wake her 
Only 15 son? I'm beating u at 14 
I'll hurt u so bad u gonna need a morphine
U know that we ain't got no beef 
But ur rhymes disgust me like your mothers queef  
 

 

 

Basketball homie. I'ma baller >

The J for jayed
Cause I just wet balled it in yer face
Don't rap on my court, yer a big disgrace
I'ma tie you up like a shoe lace
The only thing I'm takin is your girl
Off ball screen her ass, like a curl
Yer rhymes are like shaqs free throws
My flow spits (911) Yours spits (Reno)
Hows that for a game of bingo
But I'ma take your money like a casino
My game gives this nigga therapy, keno
I can't find your scared ass, Nemo
I can spit nice and fast like Bugatti
You spit to much recoil like a Tommy
Your flow is like Orel Rednbacher, to poppy
Now go ahead try and stop me.

Buddy, stop me? sounds like you're getting cocky.
Your rhymes don't shake me, not even rock me.
The thoughts in your head are nearly cataclysmic,
The way your so called flow goes, is making my mind sick,
Not in the way you intended I'm sure,
Because you have me seeing past the undoubted azure,
There's failure I can see, past yo' bloody hands,
It looks like you tried in vain to become a man, but the demands-
Struck you as too much to swallow,
And the path that you lead, wasn't meant to be followed,
And I'll bet it HURTS, to see your tower fall,
I'll bet it KILLS, to recieve that numbing call,
But after six gunshots to your blinded ego,
It's safe to say you're not a hero.

homie, you got a problem,
you don't know?.. im your problem,
listen to me now,
and you will se what is rap style:
Im not the one you wanna fckin' with,
Just look to lyrics you spit
They're not even forth a ****,
This is not a game
It's not all the same,
Yeah.. go talk to your mum
And tell her im gonna kill you with a bublegum,
You wanna battle me? I wish you could
I bet you dont even know your hood,
I got my own flow, and it's concrete
Im not the one u wanna fcking with,