Neverending Rap Battle

I believe he's from england

ay thanks man

that's what i'm looking to have...i lack

yo check this prof, that's me :

I'm inviting you to my kitchen so i beat your head till i open a hole in it
then empty what's inside it, oh it's already, empty isn't it ?
Skin you and stick nails in your flesh then tear it apart
set the barbecuer on at first then rost your heart
crush your teeth, squeeze your eyeballs and take off your finger nails
waste your breath in water, untill that brain floats on surface and sails
tie your legs and arms like a swing and sit on your back till it's broken in two
i have 101 ways in which i can kill you
don't underestimate this war child, you'll be cooked on strong heat...till your bones are mild

That Brain float line has a nice concept find some different working for it

won't do no odds, you're just socks
you can spit a line or two, but they gon' sucks

for how long were these verses in your head
you try and sleep on me, i'll be your death bed

homie you claim you're the best out there
then you're alone, the first rapper out of no where

your style matches your name mane, the same game you play i get rid of, it has no aim

if you're ready for some more, face me or say bye
i'll put you on them feet from now on, just find a new way to get by

holla !

Don't bother battling people like odd socks they are all longggg gone they quit in like 2007 if you want an opponent holla at me

ayo, not looking for opposition, just teachin lessons
gonna smugle you inside rap kitchen, if not, you can cop an essence

of my lyrics that's fresh as water springs,
if you want extra courses, wait utill the bell rings

and you could pay in the end of every month, it don't matter
all i care about is seeing you climb that rap ladder

then we could be friends and battle together
and if you want to be th opposite, wait for bad weather

for my brainstorms will come and pour the rage on your sunny day
you choose december for enemies, or friends on may...

Rate this **** :

Yo,I'm the Kryptonite to the superhero/
dynamite on ground zero/
the ice around subzero/
I'm nice with a dumb silly hoe/
Drilling souls, with a devilish pen/
Don't mistake the smile for a feverish grin/
I'm drunk to my chin, enough liquor to force your liver to spin/
Piss in a river or creek,
Cause the aquatic life to shiver and bleed/
swimmin through the venomous poison my lyricals leave/
I'm a simple Magic Johnson dunkin donuts on Eves/
Pimped Magician, I got two sluts up my perverted sleeves/
Got a spirit like a sieve, filter the greed keep the passion/
No brakes on your career, your dreams soon be crashin/
I'm the assassin from Revelation/
Murder the fag who changes the station when my tracks be playin son/
**** Roc Nation and a limp Jay Z, I go crazy on Slim Shady in the chamber of elimination/
Take a chainsaw to a feminine Jay Sean, without the leash on/
Extinction on the Rap horizon, the day my species been born/
Leave the mic in pieces all torn, fight till the peace is been stoned/
Skills to kill were honed in their mothers own womb/
Them brothers all rude, the brotherhood and crew/
Die for our honour, we brothers all knew/
They say Hiphops dead, load Glocks with lead/
**** the **** they said, we just cock, lock and spray/
Burn them ciphers down like hot coals on hay/
Cops get snipers around me, I just let em sharp shooters play/
Go Cassius Clay on a Maserati cracker/
I go faster than a Bugatti roadster over a Gotti gangster/
Verbally assaulting with metaphors with such a chorus I create a lyrical crater/
More like a black hole, sucking lines like a 'crack'ed nose/
Attack hoes and spit on cadavers as the coffin snaps close/
Rotten ass flows, too much cocaine on my bloodstains, my veins overdosed/
So now am a walkin zombie stompin on wannabes with no remorse/
Robbin gun stores, mobbin with the mafia/
I'm witty and classier, rob a bank leavin just a pretty gracias for the slutty cashier/
Next day, turn the bitch to a corpse, run her over with my flashy car/
I got a snazzy scar, where the bullet grazed through/
Gunshots turn me from a silly faced dude to an evil crazed fool/
Eatin up a world where raping's 'cool' and racists rule/
Enragin my psyched roots with a mic and makin stages bloom/
Now am tearin up pages, takin a fancy to them cute lil 'shrooms/
I chewed so many my minds dancin to the looney tunes/...

Aight rebuttals=*

*this opposition is dropping bitches and your next
the kitchen this evil ************ could use a spoon to cut your neck
This dudes a poser a war child who ain't been shootin
*your rhymes are as fresh as a water spring... Thats been polluted
I've come to the conclusion I will never listen to any **** u drop
*Climbing the rap ladder? I was gettin ready to body slam you from the top
Dude your ******* gay I don't know what else to say
*i ain't the itty bitty spider I ain't gon wash away when I see some rain
In fact I might just bitch slap that wave

No hate friendly battle hit me back

you're monkey see, monkey do, you bring nothing new
saying i'm gay and ****....get your ass back to the damn zoo

cutting with a spoon, misusing kitchen utensils
you morron i'll send you a pack of my magic pencils

maybe they'll make sense to the gibberish that you spit
i'm way above you, only thing you'll be body-slaming is my ****

you didn't have to go so hard, and be so hostile
**** rain, you'll be a spider caught in my **** pile

ain't no way you getting out this kind of debt, you're done homie, pinned untill contdown in my flow web

and btw you bitch, i'm Lebanese
when you wake up from this knockout, leave a message please !

*If its monkey see monkey do your supposed to be doin good
But for some reason ive never seen anyone suck like you
I'll use any kitchen utensil as a weapon
*i don't need magic pencils my pens already sendin people to heaven
*hell ya I'll be body slamming your ****
Of course I don't have to my verses are already consuming it
I spit fire so quick it's spontanious combustion
*if you think this is hard you probably have erectile disfunction
I can beat this dude and barely have to think
*If you believe you knocked me out you have a roofie in your drink
I realized something though dawg so hold on a sec wait
He put the roofie in his own drink cus he knew this would be a rape!
Its sad dog I know the truth hurts
*answering machine beeps* "yo faggot holla back when u got a good verse"
But I won't hold my breath waiting if I did I'd probably be in a hearse

Anyone wanna' battle???

ayo folks, the **** he answers so lamely
he might be a male monkey, but he's a faggot mainly

why you have to put something in my drink
don't touch that, before i use your fur to make a hat of mink

a retarted pretender, as soft as can be
humans envolved, he stills in a pre historic family tree

and if you think i'm choking, it's ok you alone
how the **** my day is your night, not the same time zone

but it's ok though, i'm about to shove lyrical bananas in your monkey's ass crack
and when you're not near a zoo send your feedback

holla !

heres what you need multi's an better punches look at what rhymekilla just posted he used alot of good concepts to flip , so ya just look at it youll see where i went over it an some of the things i pointed out ....

I'm inviting you to my kitchen so i beat your head till i open a hole-in-it,<this **** leave ya colon-split >
then empty what's inside it, oh it's already, empty isn't-it ?
<wheres the wisdom-bitch ? you aint got vision-quit avoid a prison-bit>
Skin you and stick nails in your flesh then tear it apart
<JESUS CHRIST where-the-heart ?>
<set the barbecue on first then roast ya charred *
ya bug me so im trying to get this roach ta spark >
crush your teeth, squeeze your eyeballs , choked ur face goes pale*
waste your breath in water,untill that brain floats on surface n sails
tie your legs and arms like a swing and sit on your back till it's broken in two ,bones crack from the lungs pokein through *
i have 101 ways in which i can kill you ,n u got a spot Bitch *....
don't underestimate this war child, you'll be cooked Hight Heat*
<Make a hor mone up inside meat ....shhh you can Di screet
close yo eyes peeps>

I rate an 8 because you need to restructure parts just a lil but its smooth i like the style and overall direction >.... Nice one homie

thanks guys for all your help, i'mma use it to improve

Thanks for the rating homie. Yeah I got to work on the structure then.

CHECK THIS OUT Y'ALL...

I'm like a glass piece under your knees when you fallen on your feet/
Addin pain to your defeat, I leave your vocals swollen till they bleed/
Rollin to the beats, Oakland creep smokin weed/
Lyricals seriously deep, so I'll be jokin weak/
Try swallowin a fork and speak, spit a verse diseased/
Flip a hearse in the cemetery, deposit negatives in your ass hole/
So you **** positive on your whack flow/
Them Blacks know, all em White mainstream rap blokes are Shady smacked hoes/
Like Yelawolf turnin Vanilla 'Ice' to crazy cold/
Vodka with gunpowder, my daily dose/
Shout louder, let the Devil hear you as I chase your soul/
Face your foe, as he strikes a nasty blow/
On the mic, when his lyricals graze your throat/
Enough to send shivers down your spinal cord/,
the final chord'll shock your liver till your intestines drop/
I'm Frankenstein's pop, with a fine cumshot enough to make a bitch's lifeline stop/
The night time cop, one of the dreaded Watchmen/
I'm sick with sicknesses but you can't catch them/
Cause they aint no diseases, I'm ill with the mic, sicker than most species/
Slicker than 80 Gonzalezes Speedin now that sounds a lil cheesy/ (Speedy Gonzalez)
Infectious sneezin so sick I could kill Weezy/
Kissin a Birdman, rap emcee my ass cheek ! What the **** is he ?
These wannabees can duck on three/
Before this lyrical freak unleashes his shooting spree/
Bullets tear like a poisonous downtown breeze/
And alls remaining of them loudmouths is bloody chunks of teeth/.../... HOLLA BACK

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