Neverending Rap Battle

That whole verse is from eight mile...that's so lame..ur not worth anyones response..why should we write and you just copy?.......stop it

Wow if I ever want to know what Eminem has said in any of his 8 mile battles, **** a lyrics site, I got a lyrical wizard right here !! Cheers to iRabbit... U should get it by the name (B Rabbit and I Rabbit)...I'm just sayin...

RABBIT SEASON (irabbit DISS)

[Verse]
(shush) Be vewy quiet, I'm hunting an I-wabbit
I see the wabbit twacks, I'm gonna hunt this live rabbit
This man's got a prime habit, his rhymes are like carrots
He takes bites AT it, OFF it, and angers the REAL life rabbits
Why does he prance around like he's the next Marshall Mathers?
Why does he act a clown? He's an adept Marshall addict!
In that case, I'm gonna let this Marshall have it
I'm gonna bwast him, watch the little rabbit scamper!
Scatter his ass all the way back to his 8 Mile trailer park
Elmer Fudd with the double-barrel, that's how I play the part
The sound of the rifle has given him a painful start
He's a sitting duck, this wild hare gets blazed apart
All the animals are scared to death of this crazy hunter
They run away in terror because they thought they heard rain and thunder
Listen, it's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
Why people like "irabbit" have to create a fake persona
So why?
Why in the who whoa where
in the blue blazes did this Eminem wannabe choose to go there?
Now he wants to pick on my friends! NOPE! You don't dare!
I'll put this "rabbit" in his place just like a ******* Ludo square
Take him out in a game of chess, outsmart him in Chinese checkers
then **** on him until it stacks just like a Wright Pathfinder decker
He could never match the top hand in a game of Poker
Too fast for you, rabbit? Okay, let me make it slower
You .... are ..... nothing ..... but a ...... copycat
Can't match ..... my bars ....... cousin ..... ******* ...... copy that!
Nobody wants to hear somebody whack, who's got a knack
of copying bars and raps, from a legendary, god of rap
Marshall Math
I'll turn your face around, and you can laugh at that
It's like staring in your bathroom mirror, it's a horror, Jack!
So tell me, are you a fan of horror-core rap?
I like listening to I.C.P. and King Gordy snap
I'm thinking of ways to make this monster crack
down into bits like Bourbon Creams so my posse can snack
...... It's still rabbit season yet
I let the bullets dye his face like peroxide and bleach his head
Looks like we'll be having a rabbit pie feast again
Stuff this rabbit between two hunks of whole-wheatened bread
Bon appetit, my friends!

Feels like a rabbit just got knocked off with a lyrical missile launcher... ILL. >}

thats just pathedic this has to be like the 20th kid to do the exact same thing on this site , ur not original , ur not even a copy , ur a copy of a copy , ur shits weak......... noone even waste there time thats not even worth it .

Does he even know who Mugsey Boags and Jim Brown are? I know I don't. I never use those kinds of references because I know they'll only just make me look stupid.

Alas, I do know what a Wright Pathfinder is.

this dude is hardly driven i'll smack the **** out of him like robin givens
stop poppin quips pimping stash ur blogs cuz they sloppily written
i batter dames shatter frames drop you off at the auto body
you will be forced to take my **** like you work for porta potty
what the **** is up with this dastardly bastards mindset
my dude on this site is aptly named you aint kill a rhyme yet
i calibrate comprehensions salivate when lynching ya henchmen
a lynchpin lyrically hemmoraging your spiritless penmanship
this militants resilient when i'm ripping ligaments and skin
change like chameleons remove feelings from your lips of sin
no rhyme killer just lines of filler mines iller akin to a thriller
u a crime squealer im the sublime mind wheeler and dealer
rhyming is a feeling this my house you still cant find the building
bum bitch its like onions i got your ass crying and peeling
stop denying and reeling,man the **** up i'm implying ur willing
just combine what i'm instilling when u die next its ya children
if you dont start rebuilding then i'm wielding pens at ya siblings
just some good natured ribbing tho i aint feeling what ya penning
bryant is frying cats i'm a sick puppy who doesnt buy your facts
no sentiments buddy,u probably be trying to buy some raps
dont get sensitive buddy when u get your income tax back
this **** is funny like lucille mc gillicuddy
lying in your raps your lineups flat truth is ur denying the facts
masses thinking u stinking up the thread derived from ya crap
i'm registered flying on tracks at the check in you sign in as wack
mister in front,you nasty pussy like blisters on cunts
your sister can ****,how i know?her blisters cleared up,lol,,,i'm outta here

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0WBkjtH5qSA&feature=related
since he was subliminal about it, I will be subliminal as well.... haha

the devil grabbed me with his palm and said "you're comin with me" so i grabbed his arm
drug me into hell as i tried to hold on, grabbed him by his horns as a desperation shot
penatration? nah, tryin to stand tall, ripped his horns out just to put um in my skull
after all, you'd think my lyrics were written by Satan himself
cause i as soon as i got to hell i grabbed shotty and killed myself
and did i mention, i I'll have ya sweatin as much as CLAY aiken in an anti gay convention
it's an essence to be straight, although i wish i was gay so i could **** up a fag
dont talk or brag, braggin bout money, when ya never seen a G stack
lean back cause this reverb well have your mouth cracked over the curb
my line in fact, step back and get your spine cracked just like that
get a price tag pinned to your head, a bounty in fact, i aint playin if ya didnt notice
roll this but dont smoke it, bend over ill snap ya in half till your broken
dis-locate your shoulder, break your leg so hard it loosens your teeth
invite megan fox ova for an office call, as she sucks me off, in the bathroom stall
wrath your jaw, wrap your skull with a stash of gause, it's over, that's it that's all
pass the ball, it's in your court, what ya say after all
this is done and you sit down in misery and look at your history book, cause it's over, hook

what ya gonna say when the stampeed comes
what ya gonna do when this **** stops bein fun
what ya gonna do, run? hide? what ya gonna do, huh? x2

SWEATING LIKE CLAY AIKEN AT A ANTI GAY CONVENTION,,,,LMAOOOO,,,,TIGHT BARS,,SOME FUNNY ****,,SALUTE

knew id get someone to laugh at that... i did myself

illin get this feeling tetnis steeling the freshest breath jsst peeling ceiling open
taking the elevator ta hell or greater ,reeling back ,spilling fact million raps
billion stacked ,killin whack , homie only feeling that, stay real in that,aint built off childrens backs an guilt ,guillotine killers dreams ill serene,kill a king kill a queen , leave the kingdom to the people, twice the lines doesnt make us equal ,makes us lethal dope behind the placebo invetro, freak flow,shhh listen spit so much up in ya eco system , eagle liftin griffin people, string theories together with psychadelics trippin people , different people, listen to the beats that exist in people start smokeing bowls of broken souls twistin ego ,Doc Hip Hop in the lab n this the needle ,spliff n these flows ,drippin hemoglob ,into the primordial Primal Prime optimus droppin this rhyme ya minds opt'n this kind a hip hop often is undefined ................

hey u think i cant rap n i just copy
but this is a horror flim n u die
in this movie
i think ur outta ur brains u dumbass
rapper
be happy where ur standing i dont wanna loose my mind
sorry man ur gonna pay for makin it happen
u dumbass freak don wanna make
me be me i was trynna catch some rhymes
but now its tym ill show u wat im actually made of
for kind info my names irabbit not iwabbit
illustraight i guess ur a bit illeterate
ur rhymes aint make sense
i was just postin them all
just coz its a rap they arent mine i know
but u aint got nuthin to show
stop being so slow u aint got kno flow
and i am stone cold
i hope u dont freeze to stone
im gunna **** u so hard with this u wont be able to show ur dick
to a ******* mohawk
u fuckin brainbot ur just a boycott don knw
wat to do trynna diss me threw imma chew u up n spit u out
but i aint know candy rapper ur just a piece crapper
imma zapper u so bad u wont be able to move
u pussy ass bitch
y u messin with a 11 year old
******* faggot u aint got know
******* money in ur bag
u went all over the town and only got one hoho
dont try to diss next tym itll be commin even harder back
go **** ur mom up wid ur fuckin bitch ass raps
im done wid this clown hes finished
he aint no rapper
hes just a fuckin wrapper who never made it

Let me tell your first
when im done freestylin you’ll need a fuckin hurst
Im white yeah im kinda like slim shady
And looking at you,ur probably hung like a baby.
I pissed you off with that one liner
but im sure ill do it again like a big tymer.
OK right now im gonna let you flow
and when im tired of hearin your **** ill let you know.

Its my turn and im gonna drop a bomb
blow you up like a ******* Vietcong.
Im sick with the rhymes ive just said
don’t mind my face it’s a little red.
Cuz im embarrassed to be up here its true
Its not cuz im scared its cuz im battling someone like you.
I mean jesus your rhymes aint even witty
and every one here knows your lyrics are shitty
but its ok cuz your tryin your best
and if you have a girlfriend im sure her backs like her chest
in other words you be ******* a guy
and don’t tell me the excuse, “its cuz I was high�?
its cuz your like at the other fags who think their cool
but infact your really enjoy pushing it stool!

Im done ok I cant think of any thing else to say
im at lost for words cuz my rhymes might be soundin gay
but then again we listened to your rhymes so I guess it would be ok.
Ill finish your off with a one liner and then im done.
this is the rhyme that with solididfy that I won.
I listened to every rhyme you’ve said
and it was all mumble jumble like your were giving some head.
Now remember im white so I don’t belong in the rap game
but id be there before you cuz your lyrics where **** in lame!!!

fake n prostetic ,acksin prophetic its pathetic u get nas deaded
off'd n deaded ,coffin bed`d, thats right prof said it
labotomy comedy comin off the head wit
ur ass has got a foot fetish ,sodomy ,synthetics
told ya , ya ass was fake , go masterbate a slashers waist at the lake ,hulksmash ya face cassius clay a basketcase n bash his taste
right out his mouth leather mask his face ,without breatheing holes
couple bleeding holes n u wont be needing toes ,defeating foes

Way to end it with another 8 mile reference -_-

lil vince was convinced he was mince meat since he never fought before
and these three wimps ,pimp limp with pants saggin ,braggin talkin more
then there walking , if there pants drop any further ,they'll be damn socks
the bullies circled , shooting there mouths off , with there hands cocked
kicking sand and rocks ,spittin damn ur fucked , n so u think ur toughs ,
huffs n puffs on that cigarette , didn't figure yet, ,enoughs enough
nostrils flare , hostile stare ,crossing hairs , crossing the line with no caution can cost um ,stares mean muggin ,feens bugging
cause vince isnt budging ,starts screaming who he is n this his cousin
how vince looked at um crooked dissin his one friend ,pissed n buzzin ,
he throws a punch ,vince goes on hunch ,grab his wrist
the other guys jab a fist , one pulls out a knife trying to take a stab at this
hit um in the solarplexus kick um in the shoulder , a twist ,flip um n its over
for that soldier, pop it out the socket if they still talk **** , obnoxious
other two goons nauseous ,guess we know who the boss is n he's lost it
pleading an retreating as his men fleeting fleeing the scene
please think , the cops are going to come seeing u beating me ,screaming
he begs for help
closes his eyes an cries to him self
vince already gone on with his life
this is life
u can be victum , assailent or witness strife
or jsst live this life

"my names irabbit not iwabbit"
Gee, I guess you don't know how Elmer Fudd talks, do you?

Listen
I knew you were going to give me some hapless rebuttal
It's the second time I'm burying this rabbit back in his burrow
Give him another carrot to swallow
Shove it so far down his throat it'll look like the neck's stabbing the collarbone
I'm out of my brains, but you're stupid in the head
You couldn't **** me hard if your dick was put into cement
and made into a concrete slab
Honestly, man, I'd rather be a candy rapper than a motherfucking thieving fag
who takes other's stage names because they can't come up with one themselves
I am happy standing, so you can go and rot in hell
And **** your songs as well, stop showing off
I'm not a brain-bot, but I'll blow you up like Robocop
I'll boycott your spot like Rosa Parks when she stepped on the bus
and the racist driver told her to get the **** off
Everybody on here knows that you're not wanted
This thread is only popular because me and prof are on it
So go and call a doctor, you're ******* dumb like Proctor
Pop your collar and just walk it off 'cause you're just nada

just flipping thru my phone,,,looking at some freestyles
you dont really wanna scrap yo
just bullshitting like floyd and paquio
strapping automatics is no prerequisite
i'm bout to form-MATTED like ya dreads is wet
quit crying like the baby aint been fed yet
in a murderous mood and i aint out the bed yet
you try and run i'm gonna seize ya like i'm epelectic
saving ya bitch for last she aint give me no head yet
once she does,i'll start chopping till no head left
no remorse off to the mall till theres no bread left
then bathroom stall jerking off to the no head bitch
splashing red specs cuz i cleared out the meds chest
its been suggested if arrested never pay the feds debt
just ******* with yall the subpeona aint been read yet
i feel its just a misdemeanor i didnt leave lead chests
i'm angelina and brads kids,colored diversified ad libs
admit i threw away **** like trashbins regret mad ****
money?should have stuck with paper **** that plastic
tried to be the big dog in class,,you know,,mastiff
my writing was kind of tight but no real classics
then i saw the light first time trying grass kid
drastic elastic expansion thoughts stayed rancid
yall got problems i got land bitch
nah i got problems i just cant undersatnd them
i had goals just never properly planned them
sloppily took some shots like a sandwedge
alot of monopoly dropped cause of bad biz
most times i canned them like mixed vegetables tho
feel like destiny is a dove in the hand,,i let go,,,

35- 123

I'm an mc I don't gotta talk about jewels like its a big deal 
I only mention diamonds when I put a square on his heels 
Listen metaphors I'm spittin are like Egyptian encrypted hyrogliphics 
Im complicated  you verbally c-c-constipated tryin to drop those phrases facin satan
Let it all out an bomb a nation im an abomination your like 16 and your fuckin wasted? U sure sound intoxicated when you drop that lame **** 
I'll give an mc mental incisions his dentals get kicked in and metal gets driven till his retnas are missin
So sick I'm infected dissectin a revrend with primitive weapons in 70 seconds to split him in sections
My buisness is Apocalyptic bible scripted 7 plagues don't compare to my sickness 
Now I could get religious but I'd rather drive a  Honda civic off a cliff attached to a box of kittens and jump out at the last fuckin minute 

REVISED




I'm an mc I don't gotta talk about jewels like its a big deal 
I only mention diamonds when I put a square on his heels 
Listen metaphors I'm spittin are like Egyptian encrypted hyrogliphics 
Im complicated  you verbally c-c-constipated tryin to drop those phrases facin satan
Let it all out an bomb a nation im an abomination your like 16 and your fuckin wasted? U sure sound intoxicated when you drop that lame **** 
I'll give an mc mental incisions his dentals get kicked in and metal gets driven till his retnas are missin
So sick I'm infected dissectin a revrend with primitive weapons in 70 seconds to split him in sections
my precesce(present) on the mic proves im gifted My buisness is Apocalyptic bible scripted 7 plagues don't compare to my sickness 
Now I could get religious but I'd rather drive a  Honda civic off a cliff attached to a box of kittens and jump out at the last fuckin minute 
Pullin an oj Simpson cuz I murdered the mic with no hospitality 
I could call it a Casey Anthony cuz I can relate to these rappers so its like I'm killing my family! 
Yo bro u wanna hear fatal when I tell these rappers there spittin fables grab a dradle and spin it in your nasal 
Take a few limbs shave em down to 2 sticks make a crucifix put it through a Jews skin to show the Jewish who wins 
Competition non existent its a race and the other 8 lanes are missin 
It's the mic messiah the mic master 
Super glued bags is the only time you fags deal with tight rappers