Neverending Rap Battle

lol.........

after i have fought,talked and managed it
im takin this soft marked a challange kid
im not some backyard practice ****
watch me start sparkin wratchets
shut down bambino like the stock market crashin did
i mean,be real,your skills are not far from averages
but i hit hard,mostly in the abdomen
man all these kids love bams and is startin to rootin
but when i see bams is cruisin,my fives is shootin
you should now,start the ryming
before you no it,your career is dyin
you so wack,i bet all you play is chess
because its a "a over h"like exclamations after sex!!!!!

on here?

Yeah

You're the new kid on the block
Bout to get his head chopped!


Yo, be real, is real, I show up you FLEA, real is me, I'm real
You're a TICK crawlin' in my ear
You ain't FLY, you low on the totem
I'm high on the totem, drop kick this muslim in the scrotum
Have him runnin' for his life, step into the next cypher
Your life on here is a tickin' time bomb
You bite and STEEL lines and you got nothin' to shine on
You stick to me like a fly on ****
You keep messagin' me bitch, I'll knock your ass down
Trip over the curb hit your head on the ground, stumble around
I got no defiance in my life, I play chess
I four move your ass, CHECK you not once but twice
This is the second time you've been checked bitch
Better call Santa in and have him tell you who's been naughty or nice
You right you ain't some backyard practice ****
Your the rag doll in my house that my dog plays with
Gettin' tossed around on this forum like a bitch
Hit him over the head with Clank and finish him off with Ratchet(wratchet)
Claimin' your king, bitch, you ain't even won a battle yet
Your just the lonely kid on the block, the loney kid in school, the stalker
I walk past you in the hall and shove you in a locker

everyone everyone... bow down, i'm back...

comin at Bambino, Whitmofo2, and Polished

Whitmofo2 fricken sent me a message, i'll bring it up in my rap, don't worry

Yo, I don't think he's worried. But I know you'll be after the **** we're gonna' throw at you...

I'm tryin to help you yo cuz ur not that great but if ur gonna act Like a punk I'm comin out guns blazin

i'm not that good? C'mon... Better than all ya'll

Ahaha you should be a comidean that's the funniest **** I've heard in a while I do know that u gotta be cocky as a rapper but come on u think ur the best but ur no where close but if you won't except it let's get to spittin

bambino better learn,better write this **** down
my talented mind it was, that got me the crown
textin some whack ass ****,gonna make me sick
like you girl suckin on my dick,that **** aint no frown
ima show you how a real emcee shows a chump who dont no
your like bombscare,smokin way to much weed,gonna let my heat expose
i dont have to tell you that my rymes is bustin
im gonna put a stop to bambino like im hittin the snooze button
you should be the last nigga talkin,itchin to do something
im handy wit dem tools,1 of dem is yo girl couzin
man i pack heat,more then a couple pounds
i dont need knives,just to cut this clown
you always having trouble conecting,like the modem shuttin down
you wanna diss at me,a great rook
your mad whack,you probably uploaded you avi from facebook
all your verses are like a irish rugby game
actin all cool,tryin to be like snoop and wayne
but your fame has not yet came
so stop producing music,all your **** sound the same

did i do good?

If you're a real MC, like you said in your rap, why did you ask if that was good?

I got beef with every ************ who aint got they heart in they rap ****.
I read it Bomb, spit at Tech, Why don't you rap bitch?
I'm a Grown Ass Blood! Get ready to bleed.
I'm hungry for beef, and I'm gon feed.
Raised in the hood, born an bred.
Blood in Blood out, bitch I was Bled.
**** you Bomb, let's go at it.
Words is like 50's, don a jacket.
Yo Mofo and Bamb, I ripped on this faggot.
I'm bout to kill, and **** on his casket.
When he's under, I'll dance on his grave.
Go home and **** his girl, Thats how Tech plays.

Preety good but not great lots of rooms for improvement keep practiceing at least ur better than bombscare but that's not really that big of a challenge

im learning bambino

you actin like some keyboard texin warrior
i get glocks per month, you die today,i couldnt be more sorrier
im the father of the hood
your a target for the crooks
leave you startled and shook
yellin **** the free world like eminem would
who is the next one to ryme words
you will be fucked by my verse then leave you more head stuck then child birth
im so gifted its wrong,you wouldnt know dope if you lifted a bong
put it at that.maybe smoked a spliff to my songs
this **** is exclusive bitch
you aint **** chewing off big birds dick
im super sick,you dont want none of this loonatic
you funny,thinkin your hard as toast
but i rock,check 1-0-6-and park host
this aint no fuckin battle,this is me fuckin bored
ill teach you how to make a samwich,put my meat in your whore
i leave you in peices
give you samyboy diseases
i make it rain then comes the storm
you probably watch men porn
truth is,i kicked your ass when i was 3
man you suck more then me
your a wanna be mc lover
dick sucker
lip puckin
ill ruin your diet,like a mc muffin

lol im still learning

haha

im new to this game but here we go

i spit bars so hard i'll give you battle scars
lyrics so deep you think your obrbiting mars
i rhyme with with intelligence
all you thick cunts show me your relevance
i'll show you up
blow you up
throw word's at your eardrums till you dont know which way is up
i dont do that sick ****
i throw down iron
soild

you know im on it
you need to see im the king
never ending vocab make's your arse sting
you take a tounge lashing
you dont come back for more
im throwing down verses never herd before

I got beef with every ************ who aint got they heart in they rap ****.
I read it Bomb, spit at Tech, Why don't you rap bitch?
I'm a Grown Ass Blood! Get ready to bleed.
I'm hungry for beef, and I'm gon feed.
Raised in the hood, born an bred.
Blood in Blood out, bitch I was Bled.
**** you Bomb, let's go at it.
Words is like 50's, don a jacket.
Yo Mofo and Bamb, I ripped on this faggot.
I'm bout to kill, and **** on his casket.
When he's under, I'll dance on his grave.
Go home and **** his girl, Thats how Tech plays.