Neverending Rap Battle

wow! thats alot to think about!

Please wake up to the truth around us all.... share this information with your friends & family.... and for GOD'S SAKE... start to READ books and do your own RESEARCH people!! We must educate ourselves and enlighten our beings!!!

that looks familiar...
now where could i have seen that?

Well Thank you. I know now from your last comment that you do read and pay attention!

i try...
i try...

Illustraight and charlieforce , I can't believe ya'll let that mf play you ...



Bambino , ur whack, im saying it simple , ur more full a **** then the guy ******* eminems girlfriend in 8 mile ....

keep talking ....


first walkin to a verse , gun cocking , jaw dropping ,
hip hoppin, flip floppin , lids , get what ya gotten ,
live
never quittin never stoppin , clever scripts rip like toxins
mic boxing , bob n weave , gotta breathe , think of ink gods ta be
prada G's , please , u must be jokin
Prodigy's , tree's , u crush be tokin
u mushroom , after hittin fumes , listenen, remenissin, spliffin , boom boom , mental coalition in a transcedental posistion , prayin to the mantis for ammunition , man u listen to to much fucked music , i ******* loose it , use it , to transfuse it , kill a midgit , see if this mans shoe fit , tell um he cant do it , he hit the red button fuckin drink superman fluid , yall just mad cause ya cant do it buzzed , sober , over an over pass sorta smashed
or quarter dash from the cops run hop dash past that squad car
******* with cuthroats an broadswords
ya deal with it
ya real with it
an ya still with it
open a beat
throw soul n dope in ya speach
open ya beaks , im playing duck hunter ,
ya'll quacks running the rat race playing buck hunter
its about the music , you should hear her grace
bring a phoneix tear out a faith
watch the walls of the labrynth shake about to break
ya mouth'll break
i aint about the fake
about ta never mistake ,the state of these humans acting like apes
i don't like pap's i love it choking an rub it
till that **** start fire
start an industrial revolution rebels loose n cars fire
never retire pyre an angelic attire ya'll praise liars,
i blaze wit fryers , still trying to find away to get higher
in the lab a mad technician , with a bag a tricks an a tech glisten'n
listen in the frequency's , speakin these frequently
the bloodflow of this universe spewin a verse from scum doing the worst
to the ones become true n the verse , is a chapter of life
rapper a cyph
capture the mic
if it aint for that pure insight
then its frr the light
i aint scurred ta fight
werd my mic on it , third eye psyonic , word im sonic
just ask ya girl im on it
just ask the world im on it
whirl a rhyme on it
the kind a star that design comets to put fireworks in the sky
hopein it open ya eyes

thats a really good rap! i wish i could do that!

Eyes toward the sky and everything looks gray
And i realize that we thrive off of hate
Hope you understand we are near the end of days
Can we with stand what we made to decimate
Bombs dropping on this land as we fade away
From are own hands we have sealed are fate
As we head underground we can only pray
That humanity can be found before we decay

I'll battle you bruh.

I'll steal your breath, put you to death
Tic Tac Nic, I'll put anyone to rest
Since you a teacher then give me a test
I need some hard work so give me your best
Imma sit back at your teacher desk and enjoy the rest
I'm the house keeper and your just a guest
So I treat you like a pest
Tell you "Bitch, go fetch"
And get the bone
Your so ******* retarded. your just sitting there when the bone is already thrown!
Sit back and polish my shoes like I'm sitting in my Throne
Im the king of the gods and I make all my bitches moan
Inside voices, so please turn down the tone
I just put my G status on but it's already shown
"Please stand in a single file line"
Bitch please I can pounce the bitches on the other side of the hallway like I pounce you on a rhyme
Bitch its about that time where I flick the Street Grime
My G status is glownin but I tell you now it's about to shine

Oh my oh my Prof what are you doin?

Sayin' I'm lyin' well your pussy cat is bitin'
Thinkin' you're some hot **** Wink
You probably look exactly like him
Gash your mothafuckin' brains all over the place
Ya shoulda' stayed away
No seriously bro you were good
Now thinkin' you are from the "hood"
Waht the ****'s that?
I'll crush you like a soda can
And choke you visciously
You're not even fresh dog
I know your whole fuckin' history
Man you're just handin' me the battle now
But this is a bodybag
You're shook by my presence
****, let's take a look at the evidence
Whitmofo, Ill, and Charlie said great mind think a like
I give you props for your funny metaphors
But some real talk
You ducked the **** out of the last 3 battles you were chosen for
But I gotta go "Prof"
Your bitch is on my dick
She's callin' for more
To be honest I fucked the **** outta' your poor whore

thanks homie respect


lol .... listen to yourself bambino , first it's ur to busy focusing on ur cd an recording

then you put a response days later ????


ur fake as ****
verbally constipated can't take a ****
murder beats when i slurr the speach n dominated
******* bloody pussies like the condoms serraded
cron jaded , ur a thong faggot , cross dresser wit mom baggage
some maggots and the rest of ur family
digestin on bambi
looking like a manatee , cooking cypher vanity , ur thinking mechcanicly
i give um hell satanicly , ur manicly , panicing , trying to hold on sanity
vanishing , banishing , you to feed of the truth ya famishing

ps what am i biting ???

Keep It Real !...

aint just about flows n rhyme structure , mind fuckers , bust about flows
trust without shows , ya rhyme suffers , design stutters , bust without soul
n ya wanna rhyme butta ,n don't think im(gutter)<where's yo mind brother?
beat box well the street talks to ya reebok sneaks walk ... epoche

KEEP It REAl !...

LEft alone as the son of optimus, flow burn skin sun damage, fully optimized,
i figure that i run this campus, role cannibus smokin like human cannibalism over the fire dancin, Ask who seen The darkside of the moon an only few Are telling you....
That...that got dam Baguu is Back, chillin wit the hot side of frosty, eyes glossy, big man bak in the house, angels on the clouds laughin cuz they figured me out, then tellin the scouts..Well i hope satan aint sellin me out..
They said i need Help S.o.S, thats a lie i told my manager's wife tah Suck on something besides her husbands chest, lions at rest, so who's doin the double dare go and smell the lions breath, and watch him wake to a free meal, i laugh and say eat well, while he screams and the lion coughs out skin oatmeal, bones and toenails, hoping that his soul sails, hahahaha ******* farewell..

hold up hold up ladderz is in the building,
spitting this **** so hot it will leave ya head spinning.
im an animal, a cannibal you can call me hannibal.
you wanna come around here? ill break ya nose,
collapse ya lungs with a ******* garden hose,
are you safe round these endz no body knows,
you could always risk it for a biscuit and see how it go's.

no offence intended just a bit of fun n yea im white lol

How can you even mention me,
step off like a centipede,
I ain't making enemies,
but people hate eventually,
keep holding on sensually,
rapping so delicately rapping is a delicacy rapping is developing me,
just a lick has enveloped me electric as a television screen,
I've fallen in love with the way that she keeps yelling at me,
telling me that I'm intended to be something next to legendary,
so I keep repenting and trying to spread a message of peace

We are all the same colors in my book.
Stop saying that you is white, black, mexican, tan, yellow, purple, red
We do not give a ****!
If you can spit, then you can spit. Nothin' else matters.
God I hate it when people do that...

ya its racist when they do that, like you cant rap cause you white, or you poor cause you mexican, or you racist cause you white. i hate racists.

Werd it don't matter if u brown white green or purple talent is talent