Neverending Rap Battle II

alright, i'll admit
some of your ryhmes are lagit
but some others are just simply ****
for example.. King Jay
i don't think i understand a word you say
for your raps aren't fresh like you tend to claim
you're just a wanaB wishing for 5 seconds of fame
so shutup now & save yourself from the embarassment, man.
but HEY,
goodluck on your B plan

iight ppl its me MC and/or prince this is my last change in names hope u like this one

THANK U....U FIINNALLY NAMED YO SELF DAT

yea man, ima keep it like this now

iight hey wat shood i rename myself

i dont know

jesus christ how many timez u gonna f*ck wit yo name

this is it im serious

any way, how bout DJGAY lol im just playin but seriously i dont know

how about Upton O'Good?

haha f*ck u dawg....i dunno f*ck it ill keep it wat itz ass

shut up region

ya fo reel dat wuz fruity az hell

i think u should keep it how it is that way i wont have to change all that crap in my profile cause im to lazy

haha ya im juss gonna keep it wat it iz

haha u must be new!! wat kinda crap was that?!?! if anyone should shut up its u man. u pathetic punk!! u wanna step to him? step to this whole crew

guess who's back im out of jail
under investigation for two commmon assault's
and 1 assault with a deadly weapon haha


its been awhile
since youve seen my style
i got emcee's running the green mile
i smile standing over rotten bodies
obliterated when shot with my shotty's
i shot don gotti
they said nothing could stick
so i hit em with a cement brick
but thats just simantics
have you sinking in sand quick
im the man with hands of bricks
standing in the river styx
where satan
said no time for waiting
start hateing
no if ands or buts quit debateing with these fu cks
there childish like tonka trucks
pull out the brass knucks
beat em till the brass is stuck
to fragments of flesh
frag gernades to take away your last breath
like a blast of meth
starting to crystalize its glass death
last chance to run away
too late you got hit with my gun spray
as you started screaming i'll get you one day
yea maybe some day but not on a sunday or a monday
beat ya till your gums lay beside ya chest
little pieces of your bullet proof vest
rest in the palm of my hands
lyrical gold like myans
emcee's falling cold multiplying
its my fault these people are dieing
its my fault there knee's sieze as the stand there crying
trying to hope they wont go flying
now the starting to go airborn
going bald as their hairs torn
a nightmare of scorn
more gruesome then snuff porn
most of these emcee's think there raw
i'll break there jaw fake's who never break the law
it takes 4 cops with guns out
to run there mouths
when they come to my house
no joke
gun smoke
run through folks nostrils giving them a thrill
giving them the **** needed to kill
if you wont i will



im back with a new inspiration the cops cant stop me and there here to protect society if they cant stop me what the f uc k ar you gonna do \
hahahahah

hey 6th sense go ahead and trash dayummmm cuz hes so bad he only needs one of us to crak on him

mr. insane aint wit u fool he to good for u fools

iight dj

ya fo reel watchu talkin bout punk