Neverending Rap Battle II

wut up everybody

king?? why you hear?? no wait heres my quiestion: how did you find this place?

ok... i thouhgt i was da only one. LOL look at this foo... how u find this place king? nobody comes on here

Hey whats up everyone.. yall know whats up wit rapdogs? it aint workin

5 bars sound good?

Ok........

I pick any mc and i just start burnin
irish mafia has got better quotes than axa insurance
U still wanna battle me i dont advice it
the reason i hate u is u talked **** and denied it
u need a beating and i will provide it
u still wanna battle me we can supersize it
but b prepared to bruise and loose to the music
u only got one path in ur life and ur not gonna choose it
so take one last look at the mic before u loose it
ur rap is like a violin but you forgot to tune it
dont even step into my cypha wit that bullshit
think ur better than me your only foolin yourself
champs come up against me and loosin their belts
watch ur blood paint walls like abstract art
see your rib cage fall as i smash that hard
and u cant act hard unless you back it up
actin tough and get your tombstone plackard
think im messin fuckers hit the floor
im sick of this **** its irish mafia bringing the hardcore

if u want my comment ^ wuz ok. no multies. needs work. not the worst i evr read. keep droppin. peace

**** **** ****

yo man irish this iz how i've beem gettin alon..

this is funny i diss then boy and think he goin all-out//
i was confused at first was that **** supposed to be a call-out//

your gonna fall-out like you did wid our last-battle//
your supplyin more "milk" than one hell of a fast-cattle//

surpass-da-best when these blades stab ya dont bother to grab-ya-chest//
i battle those who are worth my time i slash-da-rest//

these blades diggin to ya bone, ye man they passed-da-flesh//
im mad-possesed this fun im glad-ya-stressed

that **** dont effect-meyou better come over here and spit some better **** directly//
i infect-G's and ppl diss anyone from my krew and expect-me//

you aint a tough guy, enough-lies already im leavin-you-dazed//
you readin-amazed you aint gonna exeed-da-haze//

im here-to-stay so stop tryin to take-my-spot//
ima make you fear-da-game i might go to prison but hell ill take-a-shot//


ya familys cryin seein-the-floor-red and ya body i made ya bleed-from-ya-forhead//
see-da-lord-said let there be light but i prevailed with just my-mind//

my-nine is aimed straight at you, read da guidelines//
you think you a "playa" but ill throw ya ass back on the side-lines//

lol i used this on rapdogs but im to lazy to write another one so deal wid dis..

Aight King_mc 5 bars sounds good ill drop first when you come back on

oh an btw nice drop hitman. you gettin better i see

iyt man drop

i fight prone
sending you into the twilight zone
you wannna fight grab the mic stab the microphone
into the socket
there's the stage i rock it
every page i write i walk it
ive lived it for those who mock it
i couldnt give ****
there minds are closed like a deadbolt on a door locked it for too long the metal rusts the metal busts as the dea rush through now being interogated in different rooms no trust dude po says trust me i cant trust you your deceit eats through the street like acid do meat i burn like fire do heat learn that in my empire your entire attire becomes retired


as i reverse the universe into fast forward casting a blast toward the past ive seen the wrong make mistakes and the strongs fists break over gods diciples different gods trifle with humanity feeding us weapons like rifles and profanity im not fo sanity it doesnt stand wit me it rather be off my rocker the proff stashed a sawed off in colombine lockers

read it and rate it please

always be the same
forever i change
spray more flames
then a butane torch
sittin on the porch
hittin the vaporizer scorch that bud
fat buds white yellow green black bud
never seen whack bud
if i ever see whack bud
i'll give you a smack bud
we smoke weed who needs crack bud
seeds and stacks a cash
weed packed turned ta hash
as the green burns ya blast
like spontaneous combustion i burn ya fast
your body and soul turned ta ash
with nothing left in spirit an mind
i cause death in rap like lyric landmines
what you didnt understand that line
it means i'll put you under the land flatline
cause of death proffs hands an that mind
which resides inside my skull
the same reason you died an commited suicide from ur balcony hall
alchemy falls into my cerebral cortex
mirroring a primordial vortex
causeing emcee's to wear defeat like corsets
your next
the reason you havent lost is cause i havent turned you into a corpse yet

^^ il rate it. i see alot ppl rap bout this. it wuznt bad. but thnk a sumthn new n creative n ul capture the attention of ur readers nah mean?

superfly...? u gon' drop homie? tel me if ya r or not

reate and rate i want your opinions

the way I ride is in strides
the laws filled with lies
why abide
if u have to compromise
your opinion or morals
commitin sin in the orals
that grow like weed an bloom
like floral
kaboom
another bomb drops on the coral,reefs,
will suddam's arrest calm the beef
when the truth dwells
in undergroud sewer wells
underneath the deceit of our beliefs is hell
full of murderers rapists and thiefs
burglars Satanists an pegan chiefs
or mcdonalds burgers the person saying this kegs an reef
the police
release
the beast
that feast
on those with the least chance to stop em
I'll drop em
pop em
chop em
stop them
before were condemnd
i spit pure no flem
to foes an friends
the flows I send
leave you in awe
and frozen
from your respitory
ur jaws
weakness exposed when
its best to ignore me
b4 i saw
through the chosen few
ive chosen you
to take your mind and make my flows go in through
your eardrums and hit the anvil
which you hear from spit an kill
I cant stand still
like a patient of dex
patient saying this mans ill
an I thought I was sick
here take another advil quick
this hand spills text
which emcee's will this hand kill next
if your purplexd
your next
if you're a man reverse your sex
ur second and first chromozone x
putting chrome ta bone
chrome ta dome
head blown till ya foam
due ta roaming in the proffs zone
your off tone
come back to basis
make a loud crack as I give you a facelift
leave bruises of all colours so u cant be racist

cmon sum1 drop sumthn against me since superfly aint... n e 1!!!

i'll drop king

yo im just about done makeing my cd its called concepts of perception look for it soon ive been in downtown calgary spittin on the streets everday with my boys spreading the word of hip hop with the truth that lies underneath all the bullshit we see everyday check these next few verses peace


Been stabbed in the back stabbed through abs ribs cracked hollow tips smack through split fat hit at your chest aint no coming back from that run from my gun splat split your hat catch half your face and hit the other to match I got better stats if your rocking ball caps your crimson sweater will fall flat



The Trojan horse rode in course of an exploding force it crept on toes frozen by snow foes exposein they know and have chosen to go to war hand to hand more stand on land then water as tempers ran hotter the embers of man die in the flare of a slaughter tearing apart mothers daughters brothers fathers not enough supply's either freeze to death or die starving each breath carving a deeper casket the reaper has come for those who haven't past-yet no last regrets


Fuk u frauds don't applaud or I'll take my broad sword an put it through your car door what you be in hard for you wanna be hardcore your family will be picking up get well cards at the card store you'll be on the operating table with a chest full of slugs doc saying it be best if we pulled the plug


You got now wit no **** yo this bich has a clit an gay demon in the closet he spray's seamen an deposits it in a cup carrying it right side up carrying it across the broke back mountain he uses a sack as a fountain bich youre out for the count so you better start counting



I don't think im the best I know rip apart your chest and watch the blood flow im from the west so how you gonna send me back sending anthrax through purolator you're a pure-hater a fake a perpetrator a perve you prefer-a-waiter to a waitress god damn I hate-this you all think cause you're the latest you're the greatest well I debate-this no reason to rate-this cause your fakeness makes-this pointless the point-is
I leave ya joint-less as you breathe you wonder where your joints-is



read and rate it it should be easy to read peace