Neverending Rap Battle

Oh I was under the impression u had talked to them or something and how long u want the battle verses to be? Like 1000 to 1500 characters?

Surprise me.

I got pretty personal so just remember NONE IF THIS IS PERSONAL ALL BEEF ON WAX I got mad respect for you homie verse will be up in like 15

Okay. I'm ready.

Your British I claimed my independence from you 
And since history repeats itself we know ill win why am I even battling you?
Your just like the British 
cuz every diss u make is against newbies who spit like **** 
Similar to england making that small country Ireland their bitch 
Your stupid for sticking to a monarchy 
You can't accept we got it right when we left you for democracy!
And dude I know on the inside your confident like "I got mad bitches" 
No you don't they just don't want to be mean to someone who's autistic 
On the inside there thinking "I can't believe how small his dick is"
And now I'm starting to think your also dyslexic cuz u misspelled autistic (autistik)
Your **** sounds like it came straight out someone's pooper 
And your social autism is why u only talk **** behind a computer 
But I'll admit u actually got a good vocab and you seem smart 
But when you put your rhymes together I realized why the doctor said u were a retard
Cuz to be honest son you have stupid sound 
Your so dumb you can't think of your own **** you just change other peoples around!
Like that time you wrote a song to the beat of "my name is" 
It was the same verse with just a couple of changes! 
That's why I give you no respect homie you ain't creative with your writing 
Now go make another verse about a stupid video game like temple run or something 
But wait when he makes some corny crap he'll say he was running out of ink 
Dude you ran out a while ago cuz in the last month you haven't illustrsighted ****

You slipped on the last time, whitey - you spelt my name wrong
I’m beginning to wonder what type of mixed-up game you’re on
You can mix your verse with martial arts or Kenpo classes
You could mix it up like coffee mixed with thick molasses
Or a pump full of steroids with a glass of your favourite milkshake
Henny mixed with Coke, or even Bailey’s with dick paste
You could even mix it up like an article with a paper scoop
I could still unmix you and take you down in one crazy swoop
America may have gained independence from Britain
But the pound will always be stronger, so who on Earth are you kidding?
That’s why I deliver pound for pound, make you settle down and cower
By the way, I’m working shifts for £11 an hour
Now that’s a big achievement that’s strong
You may call me dyslexic, but you’re the one reading it wrong
You respect the fact that I have a good vocab
When all along you’re trying to figure me out like Kojak
I’ll snap you like a Kodak
Crack you like a low-fat snack, either that or I can smack you with a sole-strap
(*slap*) Or even a wet fish
You’re reckless if you even think you can best me on this lesson
Bang the hammer on you like a court that’s in session
And lay you in the graveyard like the rest of the skeletons
I’m one myself ‘cause I’ve got your bones rattled
Now get off your high horse before I crush you with the saddle
You and I can never be friends
I’ll break you so hard not even Humpty or the King’s soldiers can put you together again

Goodshit man I'll hit u back in a few hours I gotta go to practice

so fear me when you see this pen in my hand
picture me drawin a picture of you hangin from a tree stand
while i rip your guts out from the bottom up with my bare hands
drag you through the deserts of arab and find a hole to bury you in the sand, man

too graphic???? what ya think???

Check this dudes crawl space O_o

Nah jk it seems bad the first time but if you read it a couple more times it's not as bad Good stuff

bambi could remove the arab line an put something that hits harder and the tree stand may need a touch up

but you lets do a battle an then to a collab everyone up for it ?


and yo ills u need help on getting equipment ?

i can hook u up like im hooking up whitmonkey

ya'll need to sit down an quit now ,
before prof sit down on his throne ,n his ass spit now
this shits going down , sick a flowin sound ,
lets see if you can mimic the inaudible, its coming out ya colon now
hip hop aint politics , no colin powell ,
this my field get ya balls out a here, b4 ump start callin fowls,
jump start ya heart with spark plugs ,barf up heart lungs,
dump heart back in the holes there crawling out
you aint sayin **** , ump only one callin out
this mic's court check the jordans
bitch dont come barkin at my door man , like mormans an informants
both get told whats up , as they look for a god, realize they fucked up
when the skys up chuck
, sick of the **** there spewin
ain, it terrific ish , shh aint that intricate ur human Wtf is you doing
acting like ur above people
**** ya'll , should be Like Mike , just Love People
must love dust love invetro huff diesel an puff evil,
your minumum, you aint even 1/2 equal=
minus - , the us , , ur min is Fin.. us b4 ya ass blast weak flows an leak yo
leave ya brain unplugged an anal plugged fits they key hole,
lip locked an zip loc'd , no dick..., cock....
enough of the bitch talk , its Hip Hop , u got somethin to speak flow

****, I'm up for a collab. I got my new studip board and everything.

awesome

I ain't a quitter that's why I'm on the nicotene
While there's no substance out there, nah mean
It's hard mean flows that carve these prose
To discard these foes and bombard these shows

With poetry in flight, so I let it ride
****, I've done more gigs than a terabyte
I'm best on mic when rip all night
I freestyle better **** than what people write

That's my design when on the mic to move ya
Some are losers spewing forth toilet humour
While some are dopey, they've lost it you see
To me all I see is their 'chronic' fatigue

I don't need a belief all I need is to breathe
While asthmatics be having attacks when I speak
I reap what I flow cos my flow it ain't cheap
Cos I seek to perfect my craft everday of the week

Hey Whitey, where's my reply for the 2nd round of our battle ?

I knew I forgot something -_- well no school for me so I'll have it done in a bit my bad homie

You don't have **** you ain't rich you never felt that thrill 
*son you ain't jack but I'll still be Jill and toss your rappin skills down a hill
Im home sick with a cold so I guess I'm ill
Son you couldn't kill **** if you put yourself in a coffin 
I could be up in your face coughIN infect HIM 
But this bitch still wouldn't be sick
Son you can't make any good sound
I'll slap the **** out this square with my dick cuz I don't **** around 
*how are we increasing the aids rate
When Indians can't afford condoms in the first place 
Rip your guts bust a nut could be a prostitute still wouldn't give a ****
Bout that shitty verse god damn man you suck
To be honest man you haven't killed a single line 
Rhyme killa just kill your rhymes 
Cuz against this psychotic mind
Your rhymes will never survive
**** this can do attitude Hindu 
You don't know what real rappers been through 
Indian really? Y'all suck like **** 
We claimed independence in 1776 
Untill 1947 you were still England's bitch
How are you the ruler of all people? 
I'm spittin evil needles injecting rhymes to ur cerebral 
Son you ain't a ruler we ain't even equal
Skill? You got a lack of it 
Bow to the mother? I'll smack that bitch
You talking about peace that's a crime 
When your Symbol of peace is an adjusted nazi sign 
So I'll turn that **** back on its side 
And create an Indian genocide 
Lock you up in a concentration camp 
Throw a couple mcs in there who will show you how to rap 

Ya'll need to shut the **** up
and Raise ya cup up, then praise that tough love
What you made up of? Prove it, lets lose it
I'ma bout ta do it, like I always knew it
Watch me get er done, dad taught me to be a better son
I am now then I ever was, I'm number one
Confidence is through the roof
I'm through the roof
I never knew I'd be through the roof
Flow like I slipped on shingles
I'm So high now that I hit on angels
Whatever it takes to please the Counsel
I'm more dope than an ounce sold
You better hope you can handle my control
I'm on this dumb roll, listen to the drum roll
Hip hop is the only reason that I jump fo'

0:17-0:48
i just gotta find a way, justify to fight away, i just wanna run away
just to see what you would say, hop up and on the train
come back some other day, other day
when i make, millions you'll want me
you'll want me, you'll wanna to see me
cause this is just one way, this is a nother way
im good as guilt-ay, send the hang man, to hang me
cause when im done, i got the right away

so
shoot um away, shoot um away, i just want you to shoot um way
on this day, shoot um away, Nicki on my side, yeah shoot um way

so dont justify the way you see me
end up dead in my truck this evening

0:49-1:10
no! we aint fuckin' round
no! so put that mic down
put that mic down, on the fuckin ground
oh! hells gates have opened up
oh! tell me when you're givin up
tell when you've had enough








Anybody can hop on this beat with me if ya got recording equip. I think Whitey's on it.


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