Neverending Rap Battle II

now i aint gonna lie just ask what the **** was that?
If you fuckka aint afriad of me i will whip out my gat
That was really fucked up, that **** was wierd as hell
look up at that man you cant even fuckin spell
Talkin about rapin a little girl
I was seriously just about to fuckin hurl
the only reason you a rape is cause you cant get none yourself
yo rap didnt even fuckin rhyme, it belongs back on the damn shelf
I mean that **** was really wierd
Everything was ok here untill you fuckin appeared
I dont even know what to say about it anymore
This **** aint no porno flick, its a mothaufckin war
Im a real rapper, sit back as i spit a moonsoon
an I hope i dont see you an your frontin pussy ass here anytime soon

yo irish me and you bro lets take this **** by force and flow

super fly go lick your dead Nan,
my dick and your mother is where your life began,
Your living a lie,
Its dangerous for you to reply,
You look up to me but I wont look down,
If this site was a circus you'd be the clown,
Your fake like a corporation,
About I cant spell this guy thinks if u can rhyme you've got an education,
You dumb wank,
Drugs are bad go talk to frank,
You're a disgrace,
Its like you got your dead twin sister living on the side of your face,

wow prof i didnt think u could be any more of a dumbass...... but i guess tryin to team up with a rookie who just got dissed twice is da frostin on the cake,eh?

yo irish they think they won this ha we havent even got started


we the knights with a stronghold on the fortress
putting a stronghold on those who try to thrwart-us
put your nose in the bag have you snort-dust
we drop bombs an-tracks
haveing your hearts stop from anthrax
we brakeing your face beating your knees
makeing this a case of flesh eating disease
incredible flow
incredible tactics
incredible how we leave you so
fukin backless
the fact-is me an irish are out numbered
but we leaveing your flesh green as cucumber
quiet storm use dumb but fya you dumber
you done you wont live past this summer
im the type of person to make life end
throw my right first then make my knife bend
into your carcass
dragging you to the depths of darkness
were only the devil and my heart-is
you ill and you claim you's-sick
im gonna kill you in the name of music
when we spit we flow-it-free
makeing scripts of real poetry
thats how you know-its-me
im the one who talks about the outcome
in the midst of this battle you just plain out-done
hitman i saw you in the closet but now ur out-son
i thought you were i fag now i have no doubt-son
fya's a bich who claims she's got-it
when really she's just the same as laurena bobbit
mad at a man so she's cutting are-dicks
i'll make your body drop like tempatures in the artic
fya you claim your the sickest
youve been slain
the quickest
you got no brain
and the only head you got is where your dick-is
and the rest of your biches are dickless
saying irish watches kiddie porn i taped that ****
had you crying fya like we raped that bich
so how are you sick dipstick
we sedictic around my dicks your lipstick
this bich cant even spell site
i open her legs and that **** dont smell right
cause your boys fist -ur-rear
take your magic cloak an disappear
ur cussing yourself like you diss-a-mirror
oops u just dissed-a-queer
im insane like i need a pychiatrist
your childish go see a pediatrist
when i get going i get that thinking vibe
i spit with more gold than an incan tribe
me an irish won this ****
fya we killed this bich
drowned storm with our diss spit
hitman learn to diss bich
we rip apart your cerebral without apology's
leaveing you in pain from cerebral policy


peace have a goodnight people

rate it hate it or debate it
like smokie said in friday "I Dont Give A Fuk"

hitman you call it dumb i call it confidence

my teammate just needs a lil guidance he has more talent in one punchline than a paragraph of your fillers


oh by the way killahhurrah i like your style sick and twisted


see what you dont understand hitman j is im about the art not the game

you remind me of g unit a name with no skill

first off professor
im gonna teach u a lesson
but first have a pain killer coz u'll need this deadend
ur just the lesser headed for dead end
im harder than iron so of course ur knife bend
any thing u hit me wiv shatters and scatters brains splatter like im strapped, strap on a strap on, n **** u in ur ass
shh listen quietstorm is comin to sweep u away
u just a breeze we hit u like tornados, its judgement day
**** yeah we twisted, i cant spell but im gifted
unique not a missfit im miss fit, drop bombs on u like
birds droppin ****
y u all over irishes dick, he dont want u in his clique
u need him to feed u coz ur raps are so weak
u cant spit nothin u cant even speak
u goin down ur rap days have peaked
need ur **** tweaked id give u some pointers but
i cant be arsed ur a geek
only way u are a knight is coz ur playin horsie wiv brooms
dreamin of bein irishes wife u goon
but he aint gon save from this dragon spittin fya
n u cant burn out my rappin desire i am the sya
bow down for ur queen
**** that just get down on ur broken knees
i aint gonna spare u im a savour ur destruction
n watch as u plead for irish instruction
wivout a paddle u'll be f*cked
coz im a smash down ur aquaduct
n only dust u got is the dust on ur rhymes
u need to freshen that **** up
it smells like they died
but oh well,l i guess u tried
and failed now its time knight to have u impailed
on the white knights joust
coz i know what ur all about
u might b outnumbered
but it only takes me, to take u out
i could take u from darkness n put u on the holiest route
but i wouldnt waste my time
to try n save u would alone be a crime
against the human race
yeah i sucked ur dick it left a mouldy taste
to help u out would be like havin the third world feed u
n greed, u so do a good deed dude, giv up this game
coz this game dont need u, neither does irish he sez he got his own crew


i thought that rhyme was the best u dun against me so far though.

yo i just fel like rappin

so many haters wanna see me break
though it aches, to heal me, times all it takes
like vampire hunters they run wiv a stake
throwin stones n sticks envious pricks or just plain dicks
im as real as i can be so they cant catch me fake
one day im a smash the richtor like an earthquake
i live for tomorrow, today i dont wanna see
but the moment is always infront of me
i know im gonna b
a star in my own right
swy i keep up my game n battle fight
i know im gonna blow up on stage
in a rage
scream dese lyrics
every mutha fuckin page
i dont give a **** ima storm the vma's
nick westlifes mics n start freestylin to flyin wivout wings

yo evry 1 im goin away 2 london 4 a week
so i trust my boys gon keep this **** tight
n run this site till my return
Peace

gothcha ma..... but r u cool wit our name bein La(Lyrical assassins)?
u even used my name in ur rap.. hells yea. just thought id point that out

yeah that aight

u sure? we need everyone 2 agree... im ready 2 blaze our name on proffesor and irish

yeah go 4 it n kill thay asses

dnt worry..... that **** taken care of

right i gotta kill this boy killah

u got sum sick **** goin on in ur head
u on the wrong site ur rhymes r str8 dead
how we supposed to respond to that
apart from rippin it apart it was whack
my rhymes so phat they need liposuction
they weighin a ton comin down ur ass cause ur destruction
abnormal brain function coz i beat u wiv a trunction
i make u cry more than ur family disfunction
u talkin bout rape n killin babies
coz dawg u got rabies
hiv aids virus n scabies
u probs sit alone night afta night
writin **** rhymes 4 postin battle fights
but try as u might u aint got the skill less u bite
u crawlin in dust like dust mite soz i aint meen to be so tight
or to brag but im always right
its a matter of fact that u need a new style
coz that im a mad killa
dont make u look wild child
so calm that **** down get ur head right
coz u walkin cluless into my headlights
and i aint hesitatin to run u down
run u ova
i'll flatten ur ass in a stolen nova
then come back 4 an encore like hova

LOL wat the **** is this???
i dont wanna battle u if this is the **** u come out wit
ur nowere near my level
wen did i say i wanna be a g?
dumb bitch i dont brag about who i am unlike u

irish u sad as ****
trna act superior
i meant it when i sed ur rhymes suck
ne how u can keep sayin ur betta
but u aint got a reply
so this ones mine
n u told me ur in a gang b4 remember?
im just sayin ur not
n if i were u i wouldnt brag either
coz uve nowt to brag about lol

listen fya and hitman or should i call u lyrical assasins? lol

who you know that can spit this well
im so sick i can give jesus hell
im spittin so fast, you dont know wats happenin
im the reason you fagots wont make it in rappin
if you got beef wit me you better end it
cause once the peace is broke it cannot be mended
im legendary, im tremendous
my lyrics are so raw they'll burst your appendix
Mafias the hottest rapper thats without a doubt
Hitman you talkin **** bout me i'll slap it out your mouth
Fya you can battle me if you like a beating
cause after this battle i'll have you retreating
and hitman i never said i was in a gang you gay
but if you must know im in the I.R.A
i'll bust you up till blood pours out your nose
cause yor the type of fagot thats borrowing flows
you trying to talk tough but i know your a fake
cause you find me hard to handle like an earthquake
i got a venomus style like a posion snake
im so sick i can make medecine shake
now listen again fya
if you think your good then you just dont think
see i KNOW im good thats why my **** dont stink
im a big boy playin big boy games
dont come in the big yard were the big boys play
you need to drive slow homie your NOT in the big boy lane


MAFIA AND PROFFESOR RUN THIS..............

you one dumb bitch i just replyied
and yeah i am superior
and yeah call the i.r.a a gang if u want
you know who we are

sup cats been a long time now im back fo g0od...ill spit som lines s0on just checkin wats been happenin in this site...whackness :wink:

im gonna bust on all of ya

Who is this stuck up hore Mcee Fya,
A gangsta from bolton, a strate up fuckin liar,
You're a pathetic little bitch,
You act up, I'm a kidnap you and throw you in a ditch,
Nodj what the **** you talkin about a ying yang solider,
Ill run thru and over ya crew like a big ass boulder,
I'll piss all over ya ying yang colours, ya trousers and ya jacket,
Why you talk so much ****, everybody knows you're a fuckin faggit,
Professor everytime I check your **** garbage flows at me,
I thought I told your wack ass not to write poetry,
You, nodj and storm got a pathetic little gimmick,
You step to me you won't last more than a minute,
I keep readin ya stupid little comments,
This shits full of cyber geeks, pure and simple nonsense,
I start bustin on you all when I switch to the offense,
Storm knows that I'm always one step ahead,
I'm laffin all the way, my mothers alive, your mothers decaying and dead,
R.I.P momma, god rest her soul, obviously **** about ya mother gets to ya head,
You try to battle me, I come with that shut the **** up style instead,
Now lets switch over to this gay spitting venom,
You aint spitting venom, you spittin out you're rectum,
500,000 sold, but you still busting bars over a website,
You must be writing commercial ****, your bars aint even tight,
The only decent emcee here is irish mafia,
Superfly tried spittin at me, but i just started laffin at ya,
Now we got a cyber crew of five that needs a name,
Teamin up on people, you need to behave its fuckin lame.