Neverending Rap Battle

Lmao at the banana line

haha yyea

How will you make a mink hat from monkey fur
That has to be the stupidest statement I've ever heard
You wont be sayin that **** when I break out this cage in a fit if rage rip the karioke mic out your hand and kick you off stage
Ironic you've evolved so you should be beyond me and my family tree
Dropping bombs on the lebanese from overseas
this prehistoric beast is making this present day faggots future obsolete

who wants to watch me tame that tiny beast
i'll send you back to the ice age, when your ass was still freezed

then let the sun rise so you melt down to the damn sea, you and your bitch Dudu C
both of you ain't about ****, but still belong to th WC

someone will later find you at the pier docks
both laying in 69 and moaning, sucking each others cocks

and i'm sure you ass wasn't satisfied by banana line
**** food, have some patriotism, shove your anus with america's airline

next.

I'd rather be frozen than a child with flesh wounds open decomposin like he be
Hopin for more potent hemoglobin so he can be as hard as me
Sorry if I'm to complicated your facin the horns of Satan G
I dont understand the remarks your makin cuz your both doo doo see?
Except his is a name yours is a factual statement ya see?

this war child is about to waste you with a sniper
strap you around his ass instead of a **** diaper

you're getting fucked by a freshly added member
this pounding will be in your head, as lon as you'll still remember

this should teach you not to stick your tail in every corner you sit in
look at you, eating leftovers from the place that i'll be shittin
my flow's hittin', and you're trippin'
running out of thought, waitin' for my pissin' so you can start sippin'

anyways faggot it was so nice to meet you,
sit still, when i'm hungry i'll defrost you and eat you

Yo I'll have you tumbling down the rap game like a slinkie
This "war child" tries gettin street cred by using bullets as a binkie
In this game I send competition to hell
Your a child and I'm in diapers? Dude your contradicting yourself
I sparred your life but your career won't be goin farther
I ain't even trying dude so please come harder

first, i said i'm gon' use you as a diaper, you stupid ****
raise your IQ a little or you'll be out of luck

but i don't blame your dumbness, i've hit you with lethal bars
you won't see them coming, i'm sending legal shooting stars

a big mistake though, underestimating with this boy
i'll hunt you down as an animal, and use you as a chew toy

don't be fooled by looks, i'm giant as Andre
i'll battle you to the end, cz i love to play

and i can wait your answer every time,
to makes things real, come up with a true rhyme

so...

Homie no offense, but you can't tell your opponent to come up with a 'true rhyme' when all your lines are the basic last word rhyming schemes which we used to write when we were just starting to rhyme.

If you really wanna battle sick, use a lot of multisyllables rhyming and punches too.

Do not get inspired by Eminem's freestyle battles in 8 mile, because they were all spur of the moment verses made by him ON THE SPOT, whereas in a internet lyrical battle site, you take time to think and plan your rhymes.

it's like the first time i rhyme because it is...it's the first time i battle someone

Fine then. All I'm sayin is use multis to improve. Btw u wanna have 3 rounds with me ? If yes, then you spit first.

i don't even know what multi is

Chicks hit , licked clit, thick dick, bitch stripped, wits flipped

Fast car, rash and hard, crash a bar, smash a jar, slash a star...

These are multis. Rhyming MORE THAN ONE syllable. Get it ?
We'll have a friendly 3 rounds then. You spit first. I'm waiting.

allright, rhymekilla thanx for the help brother
i'm gonna use multies from now on, so they can smother, eliminate one after another

a friendly battle, even though i'm weaker i went in
i can rhyme a word or two slighty but i'll be betterin'
each day a sip of rap medicine
and i'll be on the right track
no more whack, i'll be the rap assasin
lesson learned, knowledge earned
your turn

Was that a battle verse ? None of those lines dissed me ... Let's battle 3 rounds...u spit the battle verse first.

rhymekilla, you're about to get shredded in my rhyme miller
i'm a bird of prey, you're a little more like a caterpillar
not the construction mobile, the worm hanging from a tree, i'll ive you some time, only count to three then hit with the same force as a kid getting hit by a hum-vee, they'll start to doubt you
then check you in a hospital cz i'm so worried sick about you
even if i had to hitch-hike
it's your turn now homie, reply

Alright, First Round then,

I'mma go cool on this old fool, rhymefeed him with a spoon/
Kill him with a tune, if I'm a caterpillar, you're still a cocoon/
Flow loose and cruise into ya brain juice/
Dead zombie with your veins chewed/
Control your thoughts, watch your back when you stroll or walk/
Our skills you lack, you a rookie attacked, a pussy aint worthy to roll with Gods/
Don't hitch hike, he'll spit sly and my ass this bitch'll wipe/
I cautiously overdose you on noxious tips to improve your flows, but this bitch still aint high/
I go Dahmer on amateurs, parts of your cadaver in hearses/
Why am I still typing, these bars enough to murder your verses/...

**** it give me a better verse im not even trying right now

thank you for the tips you're givin me
i'll mention it in your epitath : he died by helping me
cause it's easy to see
that i'll murder you, then burry you in a proper way, and won't sweat while doing so
even on a may day
R.I.P homie, his soul lays below me
that gay, suffocated to death while trying to blow me...

SECOND ROUND

I go Scott Steiner on you homie aint nobody dare to be finer/
I guess you out of you mind Child, how could anyone blow a vagina ?
You a pussy, and I don't mean a cat/
I massacre ya land fillin more graphpads than hurricane Katrina stats/
You get weiner slapped, sittin on the same spot Bieber shat/
Feel my Gat, drill enough holes into ya fat dismember ya belly flap/
Lebanese on their knees blowin their enemies/
I'll hand you some pennies, hear sonny suck on my dick for peace/
I thought you would improve but only proved you a stitched fool/
You aint even worth battling with those rhymes like the kid's 2/...