now this is funny cos DJBattlefield is back and i back nd is the old day coming back?!?!
i'm guy who spits the truth straight,
someone for all who can say that they relate,
i flow so fast you don't know what hit you or where i did go,
leave you standing there wondering where the **** he run of to?
you think this is a game? guess again coz you wrong,
you think you some hard kid smoking the weed and puffing the bong?
bet you some weed some stick to snap, i love that,
this kid like a noobie who don't use the word lyrical,
its like hes got south cancer with only one testical,
im coustal boy hard rymin what i got fo ya,
what i bring to ya,
what i'm doing to ya,
what? shut up and suck ma cock why don't ya,
thats all your worth nothing more nothing less,
damn ok man can i ask you if you taking the piss?????
you really can't ryme and you wordplay is wake,
i duno if i should wait till you react,
or if i should just spit bk now coz your so pridictable,
NO i ain't lieing, damn its enevitable*, (*ENEVITABLE means = its bound to happen)
well i'm getting bored ryming to myself,
coz spitting back at me is like, umm how to put it.....BAD FO MA HEALTH,
Dazzie
back up and spitting
peace out
Goldie Dazzie
goldie dazzie
wot the fuk yeah ya rhymes are the opposite of wake
i fell asleep reading that **** just stoppit ya fake
wot u doin tryna define the word inevatable, yep wiv an i not an e
your terrible aint got **** on me, go read a dictionairy, tryna read ya rhymes is like playin pictionairy i had to guess what you meant
you rap fictionally, that means * when you say youre straight when youre really bent, i hate to hate but your a rent boy aint got skills to pay the rent boy, ya shitty raps ya best event boy, you chat a page with less lyrical content than ladies in the gents ya nonesence, i jam pack wiv ill flow and beats so snazzy, fya eats lil bitches like goldie dazzie, i get readers high like tomazzies diazzizes n ****, like they popped an e when i spit, this is a home game n you aint in my kit, n quit talkin bout bongs i got a f*kin bucket, up in the bathtub you mong
Obnoxious still here, nickname O.B.
nobody in this room can **** with me
this is for the one who spits the truth straight
gotta feeling you're just a fake
callin me a noob with only one testical,
you might as well tell knock knocks if you thought that
was hysterical
knock knock, like my balls against your moms chin
you made me start again so how do i begin
yeah, im takin a piss, down your moms butt
after i bust a nutt, in the fuckin slut
i found your attack kind of boring
halfway through it i was snoring
I come to this game just playing around
gave you three guesses and you still couldnt tell up from down
you came to the game without making a sound
so in the end none is the wiser
i write this **** foccused on my budwieser
and yeah I sit and take hits from my bong
take a rip dont trip im still rollin strong
say whatever the **** you want I'll still play along
at end of it all it was you that was wrong
Lets go hitman................
You wanna battle me then you'll get knocked out/
im commin hotter than my cock in your girls mouth/
i made my name on this site like a comedian/
fellas like u talkin **** like im seein them/
claiming your an mc is news to me like CNN/
u wanna battle me ****** say when/
watch me knock u out again and again sucker amen/
listen enough said i break heads that fake threats/
u a rubbish rapper runnin round with the same sex/
ur whole life is dismantled after this rap/
i cant wait to see the **** u try to use to comeback/
damn you aint even worth it i aint gonna bother fightin ya lines
you a bitch prolly took you all that time to finish writin that rhyme
im like titan wid mics im da god that makes ya scream murder
im rough-housin ya gurl..yes bitch i mean to hurt her
thas a fact son dont try and hate my rhymes
you know you luv em, but bitch ima easily disinagrate ya spine
into nuttin but dust, theirs rust on ya lines, dude you wack
im like a crazed cairopractor im doin the OPPOSITE i aint here to sooth your back
ima break it in this rap game you never gonna make it
ima damn HITMAN bitch learn never to mistake it
ya body torn to violent pieces on da ground they be blood
bitch watcha doin here? arent you 'post to be down at tha pub?
lil kid prolly still playin around wid da mud kid stop wastin my time
sure say you a 'work of art' ima STILL start erasin ya spine
ya flow iz wack its like im flowin crack erry body want a piece
at least back up when i killed ya im a lyrical beast
you just a lil kid i cant belive you still live
i guess if you at any time had a flow earlier i must have killed it
bitch i dont surgercoat it you could say im a
rude emcee
BITCH shutup ive been rappin since you ass waz in puberty
AhA
lol you sound like how i USED to rap...
Yall vote on that battle
chyea was good its quik back again 2 rain on some punk ass mcees
hitman im addin lines to my battle since u didnt keep it even
Lets go hitman................
You wanna battle me then you'll get knocked out/
im commin hotter than my cock in your girls mouth/
i made my name on this site like a comedian/
fellas like u talkin **** like im seein them/
claiming your an mc is news to me like CNN/
u wanna battle me **** say when/
watch me knock u out again and again sucker amen/
listen enough said i break heads that fake threats/
u a rubbish rapper runnin round with the same sex/
ur whole life is dismantled after this rap/
i cant wait to see the **** u try to use to comeback/
this battle for me is not an ounce of hastle/
u couldnt make a crowed jump in a bouncy castle/
i call all the shots i cant stand orders/
YOUR flow is wack mine is sharp like cam corders/
c'mon tell the truth u love the rhymes im spittin/
my rhymes r causin mayhem before there even written/
IM OLDER THAN U GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT/
stop talkin rubbish get your facts right/
this not a competition if it was you'd be loosing/
if u think not bring it on, u know that im crusing/
someone judge battle
hitmans verse
damn you aint even worth it i aint gonna bother fightin ya lines
you a bitch prolly took you all that time to finish writin that rhyme
im like titan wid mics im da god that makes ya scream murder
im rough-housin ya gurl..yes bitch i mean to hurt her
thas a fact son dont try and hate my rhymes
you know you luv em, but bitch ima easily disinagrate ya spine
into nuttin but dust, theirs rust on ya lines, dude you wack
im like a crazed cairopractor im doin the OPPOSITE i aint here to sooth your back
ima break it in this rap game you never gonna make it
ima damn HITMAN bitch learn never to mistake it
ya body torn to violent pieces on da ground they be blood
bitch watcha doin here? arent you 'post to be down at tha pub?
lil kid prolly still playin around wid da mud kid stop wastin my time
sure say you a 'work of art' ima STILL start erasin ya spine
ya flow iz wack its like im flowin crack erry body want a piece
at least back up when i killed ya im a lyrical beast
you just a lil kid i cant belive you still live
i guess if you at any time had a flow earlier i must have killed it
bitch i dont surgercoat it you could say im a
rude emcee
BITCH shutup ive been rappin since you ass waz in puberty
irish mafias verse
You wanna battle me then you'll get knocked out/
im commin hotter than my cock in your girls mouth/
i made my name on this site like a comedian/
fellas like u talkin **** like im seein them/
claiming your an mc is news to me like CNN/
u wanna battle me **** say when/
watch me knock u out again and again sucker amen/
listen enough said i break heads that fake threats/
u a rubbish rapper runnin round with the same sex/
ur whole life is dismantled after this rap/
i cant wait to see the **** u try to use to comeback/
u say ur gonna break it, i bet you'd flop/
u still waitin for the day your balls drop/
this battle for me is not an ounce of hastle/
u couldnt make a crowed jump in a bouncy castle/
i call all the shots i cant stand orders/
YOUR flow is wack mine is sharp like cam corders/
c'mon tell the truth u love the rhymes im spittin/
my rhymes r causin mayhem before there even written/
IM OLDER THAN U GET YOUR FACTS RIGHT/
stop talkin rubbish start to rap right/
this not a competition if it was you'd be loosing/
if u think not bring it on, u know that im crusing/
JUDGE
man wat tha **** you cant be addin lines to ya rap that aint fair
man wat tha **** you cant be addin lines to ya rap that aint fair.Da **** you mean i didnt keep it even?
illuminati
illusions a ducati
amusein useing auto body
to set up delusions
nuclear fusion
pollution in brain chemistry evolution
the revolution of the pain an chemical misery resolution
gotta use a deuce deuce when
lips come loose
tips run through ya caboose
leave your insides obtuse
auditory homocide, abuse to emcee frauds
get gorey got no applaud
make you croak like a fog
in the dark of the bog my sword broad
vocal chords god made
make a rhyme in the text book of gods page
take my time
if you take my ryhme
you'll be feeling the wrath of gods rage
in the wake of time
hotter then the sun i bake your rhyme
body left colder then the mind interwined boulders with spinal injury
the final injured be
your pride, fight a ninja put up a pair of dukes yo
shoot through your parasuko
your a pair of flukes yo
yo mom got impregnated when yo dad puked yo
from uncle suddam dropping bombs
im dropping on
obnoxious
radiation leaveing you crotchless
sit back and watch this
throw cuffs wear your watch is
and stuff cotton foam
in the mouth of yo dome
this zone had drained your bone marrow
leaving you limbs jelly at the end of the barrel
microphone tearin holes though apparel
this is no christmas carol
christ was thrown on a cross of spikes
gold dazzie you lost the fight
unable to keep your hand closed you lost the mic
your life lost, the light guide's you
you got a gurdian angel right beside you
telling you what a retard ur bein an how you died dude
tried too face the proff commited suicide dude
bin to the dark side the light combined got a sharp blade
made of the hearts slayed
thinking you'll win
you hearts betrayed
like sin
my heart made
in the moments hard played
cards played right
so you retards get stage fright
underneath the limelight
you cant seem to rhyme write
you rhyme like
you rhyme bite
what i rhyme on the mic
couldnt find your own material
eating mine up like cereal
im quick ta kill
a lyrical miracle
here with a sickle
and the grim reaper
quick to kill
wounds deeper
then the leauges of the ocean
our thee layers of emotion
with a players devotion
got enemy emcee's drinking juliet's potion
no pawn no peasant
flow plesent about yo decent
no defense no guard
think yo hard
drenched in shards of get well cards
as you try to revive you realize your deprived of vibe
decribed
as someone who cried
a suicide consellour who screwd guys
couldnt take there own advice and who died
you died
my wins divide you peons
be gone
you be wrong
you be a gong show
but yo thats wrong so move past it
move fast wit
a gasket
an a basket filled with dynamite
ya dyen ta night
trying ta fight the proff
results in loss
when matters of the quantum fate
make you contimplate
i want them heavy wights to spit something that will make me stutter
make me sit back wit no words to utter
not gonna happen
not gunna stop rapping
my audince keeps growin more clapping
more heartfelt contraptions
that make all this happen
your heart melts and delivers contractions
as u lost the light
ya'll lost tonight
ive come to the theory
that those near me
will hear thee clearly
cause yearly when the solar system
does make your soul older listen
to the devils and angels on yo shoulders
and wonder
whats worse the lightning or the thunder
the fighting and plunder
the writeing and understanding
what miracleous abilties tranquility between my mind an hand brings
wagen war
as hand springs into action
cagein gore
withing every page of horror like a dark carnival attraction
pagen rage
blades that slay
artificals
audible missiles
tear through gristle
with every apistle
a heavy fist full of deciplined chaos
spit flames like i spray nos
leave your particles missing and stay lost
im hard ta kill dissing, spray frost
when heat rise
with the tempature of my eyes
make you to eat like fast food fries
fast dude
with supersized rhymes
with beef an cholersterol
yea best will fall
chest will halt
caridac arest results
heart attack chests shocked
ligments stress locks
you in a vault of ether
it aint my fault eather
it was your own
open a door to a different universe on the mirophone
enter particle matter on the microzone
shatter ozone
its a fact there no clone
of this flow
this aint no dicso
youve been dissed yo
my **** fat like kids eating crisco
you'll be getting beaten when my fists flow
make a metal spike hit
when i step on the mic wit
nothin sight can see
our ears can hear
only your tears can mirror
your fear
on your breath you scream death your hear
Yo you spit like 160 lines and still couldnt diss me
readin this **** makin me think you miss me
So you make me get started again
Like I come in here Im formin a trend
my flow never stops there's never an end
I'm huntin you chumps like a lion outta the den
your **** had me so bored I had to put down my pen
and pick up the mic, since you wanna fight
think you gotta flow but your **** aint that tight
you try to be a visionary but you aint got no sight
You tryin to stay on the grind but your **** aint even lyrical
like you amazed you can rhyme like damn it's a miracle
If you keep on talkin ****'s 'bout to get physical
like a wwf pro wresteling match
you'll be runnin home cuddlin a cabbage patch
battlin you is like a savage act
my lyrics comin quick to damage raps
too quick to even see how the damn **** stacks
every time you attack I quicly hit back
So right about now it's time that you face facts
I wasn't even phased by any of your lame cracks
But I gotta go now your bitch is callin me
just check out the caller I.D. I'm listed under O.B.
i say we have a tourney to see who really tha best here..
hu wanna join?
your submissive to this new version of seizure
submersion into amnesia
cohersion
tactics
act quick
my attack epic
solid as brick
like fantastic fours thing
no exit
you get yo ass kicked by the force I bring
more gold then myan kings
got a stronger hold then dieing brings
on this rap ****
what did the 5 fingers say to the face slap bitch
rap wit heart
rap spit smart
chi split quarks
3d scripts embarking on virtual reality screen play
Ur reality is virtually what my victums screams say
Nothing mine don't scream
Well there lieing in a dope dream
Hope seems to fade
Like the aftermath of a grenade
Aftermass and your souls bin plagued
You'll have bin dragged
To a hole your minds bin aged
Your minds in caged in prisms
I aint no visionary but I invision
I guy name hairy rapeing obnoxious in prison
Growing splotches where your crotch is std's in jism
Yo you know it
Yo you flow ****
Yo you gro wit
Ever time you flow scripts
But now you gotta climb over obsticals
With your mind opticals
been over the edge
this place has turned into a zoo like over the hedge
flow blowing the sledge over ya head
hangin yo body over the ledge
sup quick
yo im down for sure
was good wit ya proff any new dudes good on here?
im good man been writeing lost
not really
hitman j has stepped up his multies
fya is good all around
battle field an obnoxious have some punchlines but thats bout it
nice yo if we did a tournament the only people thatd be left are the veterans on here
