hey bawb i happened to love all aspects of hip hop the reason rappers use improper grammer its cause slang words are often easily used in rhymeing an as far rap goes i love it and i love poetry as well so im kinda confused at what youve been saying about an art ancient but still so fresh to our minds
yea supa was livin in da east but now im in the south.
and i think im just gonna rip this "MC" guy up.
fires, death and blood is what im SPITTIN UP//
look at this fake ass poser that im now RIPPIN UP//
ill crash your dreams so hard you can hear the BOOM//
the only time you should rap is when your in a soundproof ROOM//
you DOOMED Ill beat you up, then your mom then your FATHER//
battlin you as superfly said,why even BOTHER//
i got yo eyes spinnin at da bars im DROPPIN//
you must be a pair of fireworks cuz ya head is POPPIN//
there, now will you eva STEP TO ME?//
you a punk ill have ya ass runnin to da DEPUTY//
Ill tear you easier than a piece of paper gone SOGGY//
bashin your face in then leavin, without tryin to hide the BODY//
OVERKILL!!
yo wat it do people its ya boy quik kid back again
if ya can be bothered ta read all this plz tell me wat ya think
i gotta sort sum dick heads out n put em in their place, this battle is gettin brought down coz ya lyrics a discrace, bawb stay out my face, why tha **** ya gettin up in our business, **** with tha illiest yeah tha sickest best believe LA tha realest, ya sound like sum kind of neo **** nazi cant understand our love for rappin so ya but in n get nasty, aint got no flow, get jealous coz these battles are hardcore, get tha **** out ya cant rap, stay tha **** out before i point blank ya ass, get in da lower rank, **** tha upper class, values, quit singin ya blues, ya dont know music emotion or basic human instinct, i got lyrics inked in my skin, ya old lonley bored and on da **** brink of being extinct, just a blot of ink upon my page, i bring spitz that leave ya dazed coz im crazed in a rage i was raised in a motha **** daze, unlike you i found my way through this maze, to fill my empty days, **** ya grammer who ya think ya are my mother, i'll chelsea smile ya bawb coz ya nosier than big brother, my rhymes phatter than big momma, aint no other, christina got that right, not another, im like marmite n 50 cent hate me or love me, im giving 100% lyrical content jam packed with synonyms, metaphors n syllables, n yo mc execution, quit rappin, ya rhymes pollutin, ya here ta ruin my perfect view, i dont need lil boys comin in dissin my crew, ya know ya cant climb up we we got this dude, n yeah i am tha best my spitz will penetrate bullet proof vests, guess i was blessed with an ability to accelerate da beat in ya chest, **** ya lyrics coz i know they aint hard, think im a bite ya **** i aint even goin within a 100 yards, ya plain school yard, played out ya done before ya even begun, so dont be steppin up like ya got tha bread ya just crumbs, gettin toasted like a hot cross bun getting me cross son, shudda thought before ya boasted chicken bring ya lyrics coz i'll roast em, n do i gotsta remind this is a freestyle rhyme, n you gonna quote ya books, coz ya mind cant compete with the insight of mine, all ya rhymes cant compete with one line of mine, got ya shook before, I drop a sick hook, **** ya probably copying n pasting this right now i dont giv a **** bite this **** jus chow down, i got plenty more these battles aint even real no more im sick of ya already mc ya such a bore, killin ya feels like a **** chore, cant even be arsed ta squash ya with gore, i know i leave ya brain sore, coz im like raidiotherapy i flow straight to ya core, u gotta chat bout **** ya don't know, catch up bitch ya too slow, why tha **** ya even register, ya aint no mc, too me ya just a jon doe, a fya wanna b, just like yo boi mc, sayin ya got a range, nah man ya just deranged estranged aint worth tha change in my back pocket, real raps electrify ya like yo finga in a socket, ya cant hack it how i rock it i say **** it just stop it **** tha mic just drop it, coz if ya step to fya i'll leave ya just another stain of red where every cocky emcee has bled, a place yaull know n dread, a dangerous place in fya's head, where rappers come with no food but still get fed,
Mc 3xecution... you aint ready
why are you even here bitch you waistin my time
You cant rap, you cant even spit one line
Dont come up here with that **** that dont even rhyme
Your name is fuckin right, except you aint no MC
You shouldnt **** wit me
I will lay an execution on your punk ass
Better step out of the ring you wont last
Cause my lyrics will leave you so you cant even speak
so next time think a biit before you lay somethin out that weak
If you want to keep on frontin bitch go right ahead
But im done with you so hitman just rip him to shreds
yea mycee that was pretty good
emcee fya
Yo fya your telling fairy tales bitch
you dobber your the epitome of snitch
tell your mother i left the 20 cents on the fridge
ill leave you armless and berried in a ditch
then resurrect your dead body and kill u all over again
ill skull **** you until you feel my dick in your brain
I bet your that dude out of the eminem song STAN
cause your a fukin freak like the elephant man
You rap just to make **** rhyme, i rap to get my point accross
if you seen my picture ud go to the bathroom and have a toss
ill battle u 3 i dont give a **** about the rest
cept i know u got a tattoo saying MC X is the best
Ill put my hand so far up your ass it will come out ur mouth
and give your herd of nerds crew a wave
dont make me kidnap you and turn u into a sex slave
on the other hand u would probly love it
if i showed u a picture of a dog ud probly fuk it
just like if i pulled out my cock you would suck it
Your mother doesn't love u she loves her crack addiction
Stop taking them pills they wearnt your prescription
Hitman J your ugly
Hitman you swung and you missed
i read your **** and didn't see one diss
while ur laying down ill make u drink my piss
you cant spit
so you obviously must swallow
I know for a fact, that your wack,
if i seen u on the streets ud be smiling black
taking your grill like the tooth fairy
u got no teathe im the reason u look scary
everyone in this forum knows ur a virgin like mary
fya !
fya UK can suck a fat DICK
ill cut off your PRICK, then sodomize you with a STICK
you pommy BITCH, im ready to VIOLATE
only time u blow a load is when u MASTURBATE
its me and you and your blood is on the PAVEMENT
i bet your a 25 year old virgin who lives in his parents BASEMENT
im biblical you haven't met a maw fucka COLDER
bitch stop talkin ur self up and shut your cock HOLSTER
You trying to rep your bitch ass COUNTRY
ur like a chick u get your periods MONTHLY
stop lying to the people they know u fat and STUMPY
i can probly play connect the dots and make a pic with your ACNE
You will read and be SURPRISED
cause for the 50th time your gettin SODOMIZED
Its funny when some one That lives on a rock gets lippy
your country owned half the world, and whats the result now
live on a pissbag little island
wow execution. all of your rhymes were so weak i dont even think we have to respond to that ****.
yeah
is that all u can say wackest bitch?
why dont you try put ur **** in words and rhyme it like teh site says
geekzor
stfu
u keep talkin but then when i see u write somethin
its like watchin paint dry ya know
of course your gonna say its week im ur opponent
put it in a rhyme so i can nail ur puck ass
to a Cross
MC EXECUTION
yeah im reppin UK, the rock comin up n gonna stay, right at the top coz ur pussy rhymes makin USA drop, down a place, **** shud i even bother wiping that smile off ya face, case ya didn't know i do get periods monthly ya shud check who ya battlin before ya diss their country, n get their sex twisted **** go back a few pages its all listed, i dont know wether to laugh or cry at your rhymes coz they funny but sad at the same time i cant help but feel sorry for retards, hermaphrodite, bastards, with gay cards, still holding v cards, unless that time counts with tha prison guards, step back a few yards, go back in school a few years, so ya got equal peers, wipe away them tears, open ya ears n shut your fuckin mouth coz ya aint got a clue wot rappins about, do i gotta shout this to make ya understand, ya runnin ya mouth in tha bad lands, alone with no mans, no fuckin legs to stand, getting invaded by armies all ya got is castles of sand, you'll never withstand the might of my hand, i smight ya wiv da mic in my hand, you'd have a triangle if life was a marching band, im leading percussion my beats, elite heat freaks n streets get freaky, up out their seats, ya roll with cheats, biter i'll excise ya, try n exercise ya rights when ya brains bin fryed,ha, i smell ya cookin like tha streets of china, im here to smash ya leave ya in pieces take ya rhymes n iron out the creases you spit ****! i'll force feed ya that faeces, ya fuckin bulimic spittin the same **** ya just eat, ever steppin to fya u gonna regret, dawg im da vet, i just put ya down, a step, a peg or two, holy **** ya just **** all i said was BOO! like that guy from bum fights you gonna get a head tattoo, sayin FYA KILLED ME & LA RULE, I NEED TO TAKE MY DUMB ASS BACK TO SCHOOL, **** ya done? or still think ya cool? coz i'll **** ya up so bad all ya do is drool, and get fed intravenously hospital food, n oh the 20 cents ya left my mum she said thanx but check yo pockets coz ya wallet is gone, we sittin laughin at yo ass with a bottle of dom, she said next time try a smaller condom, coz it was like a carrot in a binbag, didn't even shag ya kept her up all night cryin about being a fag!
log off n dont come back coz ya rhymes whak bitch ya cant nail no ones ass! n ya aint got **** on my drop, just got fukin murdered by a chick lol,
oops
hey everybody im back hehe whos this execution gay tryna act all obnoxious
Quote:u keep talkin but then when i see u write somethin
its like watchin paint dry ya know
of course your gonna say its week im ur opponent
put it in a rhyme so i can nail ur puck ass
to a Cross
I hope you werent tryin to spit a line
Cause that weak ass **** didnt even rhyme
I know your ass didnt call me a geekazor
Whatever the **** that means, why do i listen to you anymore?
Basicly, your just repeating yours self again from the last rap
Doesnt really matter, all your rhymes are crap
like i said, you aint no fuckin MC
You cant stand up to me
So why dont you take a motha fuckin seat
Just go on home now you aint able to compete
My rhymes are like a chainsaw, they will lyrically rip
I will fuckin knock you to the ground with a pistol whip
Those raps were so awful they should be a sin
Your the fakest ass rapper like mike jacksons skin
ok ima rip this fool real quick:
this fake ass fool is goin to schooll and im the TEACHER//
he gone so desperate he started talkin about my facial FEATURES//
let me tell you people in life there is nuttin SCARIER//
that knowin this guy might be stalkin while wishin his balls were HAIRIER//
it hot in this site but for you, you might as well be SHIVERIN//
you screamin "SHUT UP" with a tearstained face and ya voice QUIVERIN//
then you cry to ya mom sayin hitman j was MEAN-TO ME//
but it SEEMS TO ME i could place ya head outside as my lawn SCENERY//
then ill go over to ya house and destroy ya dads NEW CAR//
like tom cruise, you might just have a wife more taller than YOU ARE//
and thas gonna be real embarrasin but this will also make ya BLUSH//
my andrenaline RUSH will drive your head down the toilet beggin to FLUSH//
eat some of ya moms dinner, i did and smashed her over the head wid da DISH//
then sent you a envalope and inside was a nice big FISH//
was the matter PUNK?!! dont belive me check ya MAIL BOX//
your ass sucks at rappin you automaticly just FAILED PAC//
see as a kid by my own i learned how to kILL FEAR//
go check your mailbox you dumbass y r u STILL HERE?!//
done. It was kinda ameture but what the hell
might be a little ameture, but thats above this "mc's" petti ****
lol yea i know i bet that gusta guy could outskill this guy
