Neverending Rap Battle

part 3 final.......

there isn't also food on the table when it's time to feed
i think god really isn't there in my time of need
pray that he will help me but this virus will never leave
when i'm alone at home and so sick that i can't breath
i take 2 minutes of my day
only just to pray
all alone at home without a single sound
something tells me god is just never around
i run but i get caught with a damn knife
i hate that you think i'm bragging about me damn life
with a mask on i'm the leader of this damn heist
follower of god but still the anti jesus christ
my only friend is the outside with a lonely bike
step into my shoes and see what my ******* world is like
with a pen, paper and this ******* mike
with a broken spirit
genius lyrics but no one wants to hear it
i'm goin stay strong don't matter what you said
cause i'm goin rap to god when i'm alone and dead
i'm goin make it,,,,, just wait and see
for now,, i'm goin live life,,, day by day and do me
intill you all remember my name DFC

part 3 final........ tell me what you think

damn man that's amazing.. wow......... that was genius

The unstoppable, possibly glorious artist knocking your blocker off
like model broads in a Debenham's* shopping store

Yo.....

You're about to be aroused by this freak of nature
Betrayed just like a traitor
Sprayed just like a gauge until your days are devastated
And you wonder why the sunlight doesn't come out daily?
I take you out like a date, my cricket round is crazy
You think because I'm autistic, I'm backwards, maybe?
But I go forward a step ahead and make tracks so straight
like driving on interstates with a motorway stretched out at eighty
miles into the distance
You wonder when it'll end already?
My creativity lasts long just like an Ever-Ready
battery or an Energizer bunny leaping tens of acres
without any loss of power, tossing eggs up by the hour
plus I got the power to shower thousands of bombs up on you
Lyrically, not physically
You able to take me on? Not willingly
I'm witty as witty gets
You don't have the balls to play me, you're an equipment short of a cricket kit
This bitch, I'm killing it
You're gonna have to sentence me and put me in imprisonment
My lyrics put chicks in an ill predicament
They can't even predict what'll happen next, it's mysterious
like a film of suspense that gets you so tense
that you're developing bits of insects in your intestines, which is sickening
The plot thickens, you're dealing with top villains
employing some armed killers to bomb on your small villages
Osama Bin Laden sent me to topple all your businessmen
Start from Barack Obama to Boris Johnson and Miliband
Come in a cop carriage to throttle your whole posse of mobsters
Not even Tony Montana could understand it
Revive Jimmy Hoffa, and then bring back Tupac, Biggie
Big Pun and Big L so they can represent the whole of New York again

went to school ,
was a hellraiser ,
nothing real major
couple deals later
signing to the devil
on the dotted line
assembled n shipped
a new product line
pedal image
mental image
residue
see what a head 'll do
well testing this new project
were playing family an religon
only thing keepin them together jsst unglued
I thought we were'nt suppose to play god yet
hell has risen takin over television
embeded in the codec
n the barcode on yo neck
not ready to fold yet , this whole set up , n get up
cold sweat , n yo debt a game
who gets yo soul yep
devils not playing with a whole deck
god wont fold yet
turn off the tv, put down the book
pick up ur pace ,breathe easy , be lieve me ,

thanks dfc

******* knock off''s ,
never knock my block off,
get off my cock
ur blah blah blah
making my jock soft
well I impregnate ya mother
go take some cover like ya twin brother
i don't know what line you want me to pick apart
how bout i disect your spine an kick ya heart ,
give u a jump start
zeus truth in the booth
one spark pump hearts
ur entire scripts random
inspired to spit tantrums
only desire to git a mansion
pull out a pack of condoms
, and use a ribless manson
a camera up ur ass
taking pictures of ya **** well ill is dancin
so full of ya self , pull out the scalp
theres about 50 rhyma china dolls mouths to feed
my G .I. Flows , kick your E i E i O's all over the battlefield
grab a shield
i'll beat you with it
cut off each foot n de feat you with it
im bwest ,you could b east , still never beast don't u get it
anyday where you wanna meet up
**** get rocky ,cleaved up
turn ur coffee to pee cup
get a taste of that you cant stop me ... What ???
get the **** off me ,must b Nuts , ughhhhh
got roots in this music pull a beet up
pull a seat up sit on ya chest
write scripts on ya neck
now that bloody flesh is bloody fresh buddy
maybe it'll sink in thinkin your crazy, dont phase me
dont care if ya daughters haliey, or ya god on day 3
don't care if ya shady i got night vision
thinking ur bars are hard like prison
bitch ur fucked jsst like dyke prison's
u Blow n Suck must like when MC's bust or jsst like jism
ur all something, something ,something
running sentence jumping
from one thing to another ur head filled with tread mills
running ya mouth off
u didnt actually say anything bout prof ?
if im dealing with top villians ima drop the ceiling
or throw um off the top of buildings ,
on top a children
holding stakes up
holden ya lips swollen from blowing up plastic sex doll's
man u fake ****

PS ... thats BS
go tell ya BF about pac he west !
Meat death hungry for dummy rappers Eat Flesh
Got Beef yes, between the teeth
Got milk yup , between ya teet's an bed sheets
go back to new york again
not through forkin him ,
with the needle of doc kovorkian
commit suicide when you sign ya life off ,
thinking u might off , proff in a cyph , cough , like coffin dust
wake up buried alive ,
finally an underground rapper diggin my work
surrounded by real artists put the carcus of BIG in there first
Just like u ,to use a Big name to big up ya verse
id say good job,with a middle finger up ,an a big **** u first

yo i've seen ya posted somethin that you're done with MBK?

i still wanta meet up with ya after school and work with ya... i got relatives who live up in Cochrane...

yo, whitey... have you ever heard Hopsin's track "Sag My Pants" listen to that ****. the second verse.... you'll love it.

where did everyone go ??

and Bambs , just message me on facebook i'll explain aswell as anyone here who is MBK ...

lost n gone remember the stomps of the footsteps when im gone
im strong picking up the team , tell um **** off when im wrong
laugh at half the **** you say , dont mean dick to me
run fight , live life , dare to to step one night in my shoes
this is not poetry no hiku's
this is the **** i do
every second of my life , no second chances gotta get it right
gotta set it right
when i hear um yelling get a life
i wanna get a mic an a booth an recruit some lyric troops to shoot down that dream
i know im flying high
i know im lieing , im dieing try , try , n try
but who gives a **** about things that happen
bruises an cuts ive had um
will i stop not likely , not mike D , not mike dugas the one who might do this
look at the dark in the heart shine some light through this
noone gives a **** it screw this
chew this
lip n spit it out
, talking ass well **** guess i get it now ,
pick my soul up, gippetto whats the hold up , getting down
to the people , looking in the eyes of evil , n tell um we aint equal
bin on the street , with nothing
bin on the street n they said **** um
heart plaing van halen eruption , stuckin in between a dream an the machine
eating a hole through my stomach , cant heal it , or fill it , feel it in the helix
but when i talk science people close there eyelids an scream we want violence
fighting every feeling wanna just believe in the best
not just leavin , screaming , grievin drepressed
the scars on the hand , softest heart hardest man
start this im just waiting to kill it
wait think im waiting never will quit
jsst will get my will sign on the dotted line , everything i ever thought as mine
got this spine , these nuts , got this mind , n these free's ughh
what can you take from one who has none ?
what can you give to who has everything
every queen , every king had a dream
every light had a beam , every nightmare staying awake scared
every cut , bloody knuck , bloody buddy **** , every bloody cut
cause I fight for what i believe , I breathe ,I cry
I live i'll die but well im here i'll fly grow some wings
cause honestly **** it all but one thing
the feeling in the pit a ya stomach
you can learn from it or burn from it....
got one killing me to be a ill emcee , feel's real empty , never kneel to envy
stand up shouting I love your Hate
so i make mistakes an when fist breaks i heal um
to get the feeling of when im peeling ya face back
, fakes hate that ,
i dont sleep jsst make raps ,stealing hearts
ur bodies reject it cause you can't take that

This a tongan boy aka "da Bambam"
Niggas think they sick so I will rap up on these clowns
See when tongans get up, niggas go down
We got tongans walking up and Runnin niggas outa town
See that's how we do cause we from the islands
Us tongans got that horse blood Runnin.through our bodies
So niggas think they sick because they all rap
But let's see if any niggas.got balls to answer back
And I bet you won't ever find a nigger that'll scrap
But if you do I'll either knock him out or make him tap-tap
That's a wrap
Like I said when tongans get up, blacks go down
Whatch us walk up and watch them niggas run
Like lil Wayne says "man **** these niggas
ima ima spare everything but these niggas"
Give me a football I will truck these niggas
In any sport tongans walk over niggas

nigga this nigga that
ths fat nigga think a niggas phat
nigga whack
u need to put that gun in ya mouth n pull the trigger back
call me santa course i have a bigger sack
if rather gather with mathers an have a wiggers back
then getting behind this pussy with the bigga snatch
u were never a legend , do i need to draw a bigger map
grip mics so heavy make ya fingers snap
cmon mister T
wanna talk cheap to stocky rocky
n repeat history
ur jsst like ya sista g
use a clitorus ta pee
always said u was a big bitch
look like ur lil sis ta me
give you a Hysterectomy
hiss and kill the pussy right next ta me
this is ******* extacy n i dont mean sexually
i mean ur a mule crossin the line
don't mean border
i mean ur a fool caution ya rhyme
b4 i clean your aorta with a sorta quarter sword
quarter quart of c4
an a half ass'd cordless phone
u couldnt use to call someone who cares
about ya enormous dome , u big headed
pork ******* pig headed ,ring ring deaded drone

peace an if u want it in person i'll personally **** on you ....

this cat thinks he's bigger
drop 10 nigga's
that's ya whole verse
**** I know what you were toungin
same hole u tried to put a gun in
first
A-hole
u dont wanna shoot the ****
u squirt

I got no rights to brag or vinyl tracks
Just killer rhymes to hack into a spinal tap
Paralyze your mind until your kinda wack
Don't step to heavyweights when I got the title back

Your spine will snap from all my final cracks
While your climbing back into a rivals pack
Lacking the tact of a wise old bat
You get shown the rear end like a pile of crap

Most excrete defeat like cheap liquor
While I'm on point just call me the heat seeker
I rip like Jack and hit you back quicker
While hypocrites lie to die, call me reaper

I predict your doom in your room like a cocoon
Entombed like a buffoon eating away at shrooms
Soon to see that your loony and over the moon
Put that bullet in the chamber... click click... BOOM

Creme de la Creme when I finesse,
Messin-up dese crackers like caviar,
Hijacker of lines witda hex finga, flippin’ domino effects inta yer Kevlar.
Gunslinin’ lil’ dots in yer chest wall, bless yer lil’ heart as ya fall,
Never ceasin ta exist phonologically,
Ontologically speakin’ like Descartes;
Never ask how imma end, betta ta learn how I start...

Pillar to post, im here cuz imma supposed to be here.
Look just like as a ghost to you, though, cuz my lines are too clear.
My grills you can see through the smoke;
Yeah dem is GOLD clenchin’ my Claro.
Comin back, pure as can be today, comin back to you pero Cuidado….
Con el angel, my dark is thick enough for friction,
Devastatin’ya’ll with just the foreshadow of my apparition.

good to see you guys back

@theprofessor
check out this fake ass whiteboy tool
you the professor but let me take you to school
you rap like your so hard, but we all know your flaccid
most your **** don't make sense, were u trippin off acid?
let me ask, what the **** do you know about struggle?
you're a middle-class white boy that spent your life givin your dick a tuggle
**** on me? yeah you fag im sure you wish you could
meet me in person- i fuckin wish you would
your mom already did though- drove her like a foreman
by the way you're in no way intimidating- you look like a mormon
so even though you're better than me at typing words into rhymes
and even though your lines don't make sense most the time
i just gotta tell you, anything you say now really doesnt matter
after seeing your picture, i'm scared of heights, but your as scary as a two step ladder
so no matter what you say in reply to this,
i could curb stomp your head- so that automatically means i win
i really wish you would try to fight this 260 pound Tongan
cause i would throw you around, break your arms off like a toy
but your a professor, so i'm sure you'd rather molest little school boys
so for your own safety, stay behind the protection of your computer screen
but if you wanna get your head kicked in, meet me in AZ

dont **** wit Prof.

BOUT TO **** PROF, BAMBINO, WHITEMOFO

IGHT IM BOUT TO BREAK THE GLASS
BREAK THESE THUGS IN HALF WITH SHARDS O GLASS
PASS THE ASS ILL PASS MY DICK
IN YOUR FACE IN YOUR MOUTH AND YOUR CLIT
**** YOUR SO CALLED CLIQUE I GOT MY OWN
BREAK YOUR TOES WITH AND IRON ORE AND STONE
IMMA HOMO, TELL ME SOMETHIN I DONT KNOW
I COME BACK FOR 2 DAYS AND LEAVE LIKE YA KNOW HOE
BAMBINO IS BOUT TO DIE, BOUT TO BE BURIED ALIVE BY ME, HE'S DEPRIVED
WHITEMOFO YA MOTHERFUCKA, FUCKIN YOUR OWN MA, WITH NO RUBBA
AND PROF, YOUR A JOKE, TAKE YOUR COKE WITH YOUR DIET COKE AND MAKE YOUR OWN
SEE YA LATER HOMES


MUAAHHAHAHAHH MA FUCKAS, THE KING IS BACK!!!!!!!!