Neverending Rap Battle

I remember being on my momma’s porch, A kid with rotten thoughts
Tossing tomahawks at kids to knock’em off their rocking horse
Now I’m at war connecting cops to electric shock treatment
And I’m not leaving till their eyes pop-bleeding and heart stop beating
The whole cop precinct thinks I should be in a padded room
When they’re the bastards who fucked Luima in the ass with brooms
I travel through and kill the mothers of these savage goons
Fill the house with gaseous fumes, lighten up a match like BOOM
On the crime scene they’ll have the camera zoomed
At every massive wound I left when I stab the womb with plastic spoons
And now the planet’s doomed ’cause this afternoon
I was pissing out the sun’s flames with guns aimed at the moon
Cats assume I’m cracking jokes but I ain’t laughin’ folks
I’d slash ya throat for a pack of smokes if my ass is broke
Stashing coke staying cool, I ain’t no nervous wreck
I earned respect burning purple sess’ during urine test
I flirt with certain death attacking for some fame and fortune
With some rageing swordsmen torching whos on stage performing
Take this chloroform and pour it on some fresh linen
Gag you have your head spinning, tied up like the tenth inning
Breadwinnin’ I sex women, slap the chaperone
Take her in the back to bone and tape it on my camera-phone
I have the throne hard as granite stone, The illest rapper known
Inside New York’s catacombs Underground cause thats my home.

[Hook]

I think I lost my mind, I’m bout to cross the line
Start a riot, kill a cop and just toss the nine
I’m hungry all the time, Pain is all I find
**** my music, I’ma loose it, I don’t wanna rhyme (2x)

[Verse 2]

I was born from mom’s colon possessed by the ghost of Lamont Coleman
Now Sean’s flowing like hemoglobin through a hole in Ron Goldman
I’ll be slapping jaws, Bitches I be stabbing raw
Tapping more than a Jehovah’s witness knocking at ya door
Smashing whores, bangin in the car like 808’s
More semen than a naval base, skeeting on their facial traits
Me and my label mates don’t need a watch from Jacob’s place
To make her take a taste and add devils horns to a angel face
Ain’t at the VMA’s, I’ll be up at CMJ with bitches on their knees to pray
Swallowing my DNA, Drunk chug ENJ, Dodging pigs driving fords
I see more holding cells than salesmen at Verizon stores
Iron core hard as nails raised inside a garbage pail
Coulda went to Harvard-Yale or Princeton that bechose the market’s sales
The end is near, I sense ya fear cuz me and Engineer
Guzzled Everclear and sabotaged the Western Hemisphere
They sent us here when I stepped in Hell with Jezebels
Pressed the 12′ and heaven fell every-time my record sells
I’ll be dead or left in jail before I’ll be the next to fail
Other cats don’t measure well like ounces on a Metric scale
My train of thoughts pay the cost and never take a loss
Make you a decaying corpse and laugh through my day in court
Don’t play it off like I won’t run a razor straight across ya throat
Till there’s tomato sauce spraying towards your neighbors porch.


I couldn't pick between the two

diabolic is one of my faves

Big L- Let Em Have It

Hook:
Settin' it off lettin' it off (whatever) (x3)
Settin' it off lettin' it off
(Let 'em have it L) What?
(Give it to 'em L) Yeah (x3)
(Let 'em have it L) What?
(Let 'em have it)

Verse 1:
A-yo I'm serious I'm not the type to joke a lot
Dressed in all black never seen in polka dots
No other writes rhymes like these
I'm cool as a light breeze
I'm playin' rappers out like striped Lees
Smoother than velvet
My lyrics are well writ
You sayin' L's this and L's that
Get off L dick
I don't roll with punks I only roll with live guys
And we do drivebys in 325 I's
I had beef with this thief named Randolph
Now he's in a casket dressed up with his hands crossed
So you better leave L alone
Before I reach out and touch you but not with a telephone
Yo I'm the brother that you never even thought of beatin'
Black white or Puerto Rican
I'm gonna slaughter each and
Every crab MC that runs up
When a battle comes up
Give me two thumbs up

Hook

Verse 2:
I damage all opponents as soon as the bell rings
Yo it's all about me it's a B. I. G. L thing
The crown is still mine cause I drop ill rhymes
A lot of rappers talk that murder **** and couldn't kill time
One two one two crews I run through
**** karate Big L practice Gun Fu
Cause I'm a MC assassinator
I grab a mag and leave a nag leakin' like activator
Step to this and get shanked up
I knocked out so many teeth the tooth fairy went bankrupt
And I entertain well because of my brain cells
I'm naughty and stop callin' me shorty my name's L
My raps are hotter than the Bahamas
MCs be talkin' about breakin' jaws when they couldn't break a promise
With Big L you can't swing long
So get behind me and sing cause every hero got a theme song

Hook

Verse 3:
The Big L's back to attack with a phat rap
Matter of fact black I'm puttin' Harlem on the map
What's up cause I'm a stiggity star
Breakin' 'em up and then takin' they heart
You better believe that Big L is the man that be rippin' microphones apart
I'm undefeated that's the stone truth
Cause battlin' me is like fightin' a gorilla in a phone booth
I take lives with no pride
I just committed a homicide
A punk brother died cause he tried
To take my cash but he didn't last
I pulled out fast
He tried to bash then I blast on his monkey ass (boom)
I make a lot of dough
I'm quick to spot a foe
Even if my grandma violate she gotta go
When I was young I played with guns not a kiddy toy
Cause I'm a ruff rugged gangsta not a pretty boy
Facts on tracks I recite well
Everybody wanna be like Mike but Mike wanna be like L

Hook

Big L Outro:
A-yo big shots to all them niggas on the corner
doin' something they ain't got no business doin'
I gotta say what's up to S&S, Doo Wop, and the Bounce Squad
Can't forget my peeps from Brooklyn youknowhatI'msayin'?
Like Box and Herb and Big Sid

A-yo L you must be buggin' B
You didn't even let me say what's up to my hoes B

Big L:
Oh yeah we gotta say what's up to the hoes man

Word up let's go see our P.O.

Shut up man, I HAD respect for you as a writer. Don't EVER bring up the fact that I ain't dedicated to the game. That really set me off. I ain't the one listen to the pop generation of rap... wacka...flocka cough, cough

Might get in the studio Saturday with my buddy any tips from people who been in a studio before

Don't be embarassed if you **** up, deal with it and laugh it off. And if you have ideas, share em... If you have any knoweledge share it, I didn't share anything and now I'm back at home. If you have ideas share them!

Ya that'll probably be easy since it's my cousins studio and him my otger cousin and my friend will be the only ones there

Sweet dude... First studio experiences are awesome!

How about Tyler The Creator???

I said somethin' a while back about him bein' a punk... I take that back! This man will be somethin' else. The way I look at it, he's callin' people out just like.... Eminem did. Eminem made tons of fans and that's what I think Tyler the Creator is on to...

Rapid Fire

Back in Elementary School I had a nurse
Went to her office everyday after lunch
She sucked my dick for free, no obligation fee
No need to make a great big scene but I dripped some on the office chair
My wet dream
Then I made a trip to the counselors, fingered blasted the counselor
Cause I was done some
Beat her ass with a chair, threw gum in her hair, hung her on the wall with her cheetah and leopard underwear
Strolled back to class walkin' in front of the principle who had a nice ass
Pinched it, tripped her and said I missed her
Ripped her dress clothes off, took off her bra
And went to town on the bitch right in the middle of the hall
Kept askin' me to get off I said
"No bitch, you know you like this little dick up your butt quit actin' bashful"
Trust me you'll like this when I get older, I'm gonna' be a famous rapper
Then finally made my way back to class 2o minutes late after
The teacher said your tardy take a seat
I did but refused to stay quiet, sighed every five minutes and took a **** every other hour
And just to make her mad, I stood up on her desk and rapped for the class
They all gave a round of applause but then the teacher swore at me and told me to sit down on my ass
Smacked that bitch, ****, whore with a ruler, sooner or later these kids will think I'm cooler

I just wanted u to get pissed off so u would battle. Don't take it wrong man, and wtf with Wacka bro he whacka

Missed the "h", oh well...

Whack-a

I'm bangin' my principle...

U high?

It's in my freestyle... And yes...
I love Valiums and lot's of drugs that's why I am like I am!

Eminem-My Mom

Just kidding but I have valiums in my system so I'm a little out of it, bad anxiety problems!

Basic guy meets girl girl is datin asshole story Is this any good it's supposed to be sung... Be harsh

You were the only thing I had now I'm hangin by thread 
On a step stool ladder with a rope around my neck 
Barley hangin on you were all I had left
When would I get my turn 
When could I be happy 
Left in the dust just to crash and burn

I know it's short we just wanna know if were off to a good start

September 14th, Every Year (re-posted)

September 14th, every year
I feel almost a year older than most everywhere
But I know that it’s early days
I’ve seen better yesteryears
I know that I have plenty years before my body’s buried here
[x2]

[ 1 ]
September is my month, ‘85 was my birth year
I was a little baby, an alibi for my first year
Witnessed my own growth, this child was the first premiere
of an everlasting movie called life - lift the curtains, yeah
This is the main feature, a feature length movie
The pitter patter of my little feet kept me movin’
From sun-up to sundown, from morning to afternoon to evenin’
Baby dreamin’ when I sleep without movement
Couldn’t remember what my first word was
But I could recite sentences the same way that a wordsworth does
As I grew older, I started solving wordsearches, puzzles
But it was the puzzles that baffled me, made my nerves hurt some
So I stuck to doin’ summer sums
At least that’s what they were called back in pre-school
Kept scribblin’ down numbers until I numbed my thumbs
Knew how to count up, even though this one was dumb
It seems that this bright kid will last throughout the summer, hon

[ Hook ]

[ 2 ]
And then there was life in the middle school, the first time I got ridiculed
Was in year 4, and it was by this guy I was sittin’ next to
Named …… nah, I’m not gonna say his name
But he was short, a little stubby, and his eyes were so miniscule
On my 10th birthday, I got to know him
I was 10 years old that time our relationship as partners were growin’
We were literally brothers, we’d even sing with each other
We would hand out pog tags and other things to each other
On my 14th birthday was about the time I started high school
Where they look at you as freshmen, they never even say, “Hi, dude!
How d’you like school? Oh, by the way – I don’t think I like you!
C’mon, I want us to fight, man - even if you don’t like to!”
On my 15th, 16th and 17th, nothing really happened
It would seem that I got my adult age clearly mastered
But the others didn’t think so mutually
They only saw me as an kid that they could pick on cruelly
Until that time we had to take our final exams
But I’m glad I got through high school despite them, I’m glad
I’ve moved on, that’s it, right to college at that
On my 18th birthday, I got the 8-Mile soundtrack
And I started listenin’ to it
with my earphones plugged into my earholes, above my little earlobes
That’s the first time I mustered a little earful
of this sickest virtuoso rapper whose stuff was a little tearful
Puttin’ complex schemes together to form complete sentences
that literally rhymed with each other separately, and that’s the key segment
to bein’ a good rapper
And his life kinda intertwines with mine
I handwrite my finest lines of autism on these rhymes of mine

[ hook ]

[ 3 ]
On my 21st birthday, that’s when I finished college in Langley
And went to college in Windsor
Things were kinda a bit different
I was sat in a classroom full of one guy and more bitches
who couldn’t even figure out which fashion style they were into
But I got used to it, I couldn’t complain
What the **** was our tutor’s name?
“Sue” something, but it sounded like somethin’ from a computer game
It seemed that everybody was into pop music playin’
On the stereo when I was displayin’ artwork onto the lunette frame
Shakira Shakira, 1980’s dance troupes is prayin’
Over techno snare beats, the loudness drove this dude insane
But I couldn’t say anything
Plus I couldn’t play any of my songs because I knew they’d berate me
On my 22nd, I got my first job packin’ all types of ****
Marvin’s Magic things into boxes and typewriter bits
Featherweight wrappers, car manuals and ISO clips
Playing cards and lots of multi-coloured biro pens
On my 23rd, I got my first pair of trekking boots
On my 24th, I got a text message, ooooh!
On my 25th, I was supposed to get a camera
But I’ll have to save some bread for that one
But that’ll eventually happen
Nobody knows what the future holds for my 26th and beyond
But I reckon by the time I’m 26, I’ll be gone
Movin’ out, kissin’ my mother on her lips before I move on
And that’s just about all I got to scribble in this song

[ hook ]

Guess now I'm 26, I'm still living with my parents. LOL

Today is my birthday, September the 14th
26 now and I’m checking the large streets of London
All in the blistering raw heat
The sun is in the sky casting expressions down on me
It’s a beautiful day and I’m moseying slowly
Just switched metro lines, I’m strolling locomotively
I’m loco, padre, I’m just hoping it doesn’t slow
Or go through a hold-up, postponing the whole thing
I got my homie rolling with the bold British soldier
Holding chopsticks and exposing boldness on both shoulders
Overlooking the River Thames, so full of the nutrients
Giving us food for thought, some cognitive intelligence
The day is getting darker now
Pace by pace we’re walking down
Many parks and forestry, and gazing at the monuments of London town
That surely give us something to remember
My next visit? Guess I’ll have to hold it ‘til December

Just a verse that I happened to write on my iPad whilst on the train.

Rapid Fire (Edited Version)
Eggs and Coffee

Back in Elementary School I had a nurse
Went to her office everyday after lunch
She sucked my dick for free, no obligation fee
No need to make a great big scene but I dripped some on the office chair
My wet dream
Then I made a trip to the counselors, fingered blasted the counselor
Cause I was done some
Beat her ass with a chair, threw gum in her hair, hung her on the wall with her cheetah and leopard underwear
Strolled back to class walkin' in front of the principle who had a nice ass
Pinched it, tripped her and said I missed her
Ripped her dress clothes off, took off her bra
And went to town on the bitch right in the middle of the hall
Kept askin' me to get off I said
"No bitch, you know you like this little dick up your butt quit actin' bashful"
Trust me you'll like this when I get older, I'm gonna' be a famous rapper
Then finally made my way back to class 2o minutes late after
The teacher said your tardy take a seat
I did but refused to stay quiet, sighed every five minutes and took a **** every other hour
And just to make her mad, I stood up on her desk and rapped for the class
They all gave a round of applause but then the teacher swore at me and told me to sit down on my ass
Smacked that bitch, ****, whore with a ruler, sooner or later these kids will think I'm cooler
I was on the urge of suin' her but I thought about my life and left her
Was gonna' go back for more on beatin' the bitch but went home
Smacked my meat to the beat of "Peace" and seized my wee-wee to a doner
I was a little stingy and smelly maybe cause of the young boy R Kelly
But I was ready to go play outside with Robert and his ex girlfriend
I saw her, grabbed her by the hair and dragged her
Across the ground and robbed her, took her cash her credit cards
Left her broke worse than Dee Barnes
Left that bitch sittin' there with no arms
Then I realized she was my friends ex girlfriend, wasn't mine but she ain't important
Pissed off at the world but I don't give a flyin' ****
Blowin' up buildings as I walk, diabolical to the degree and my head I thought
I was losin' it but I got of the E saw my fantasy
Woke up and went down stairs to my breakfest, eggs and coffee!