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Neverending Rap Battle II

 
 
makina
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 04:16 pm
man yall lack skills learn from me
im the masta the G on a killing spree
dont complain dont cry after my spit
i'll get banned as a winner my rhymes glow they just lit
**** rappin about printers i admit, that ain't my style
the Prof wrecked the mic 'sonic boomed' that bitch like Guile
i asked ya girl "...would you gimme some head please..."
grabbed the meat and yelled "...YEP YEP YEP !!!..." like chun li
i know ya'll don't wanna hear the street fighter theme
i could go 158 times platinum just rappin about my car's scheme
i'm loved by many and hated by plenty
stackin my stacks, while they stack pennies
the land of houston, thats where i come from
believe me when i tell you that you don't want none, son
hit'em up with sign language, reach for the stainless
leave'em brainless, i'm just explainin how the game is
**** the shootin, i rapped and hit the jackpot
catch me in my jet cuttin checks in my laptop
i told my lady "...one day we gonna be like the Brady's..."
but for now i'ma teach you how to use this .380
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theprofessor
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 04:42 pm
we need judges rate this



this is cracks verse's put together
Speaking of vocal chords
mine are here to provoke a cause
if you combine a beard with these local hors
this is what you got...
My man professer in poker dot draws
so get in the bath and go soak your hot sores
you aint got a key to open locked doors
runnin your mouth get broken back jaws
i'll attck with a hack-saw
shoot you at school, leave you fools on the black board
jack stores, here, and over seas
your speakin maltese, **** you and **** your multi's
i've got feathers, you'll never malt these
hault for a second for the real OG'S
proffessers in the bog with a gob full peas
chatting mushy breeze like a clit from the phillapenes
when it's been licked and dicked and dipped in mini-teen
mix a little arse with a glass full of grenadine
heres a grenade, serenading my enemies
makeing you run bitch
leg it like a like a centapede
you chat so much **** running out of ameneties
everybody Holla one word for me
im man of sworn affects
crushing you down like a taranasourus rex
stand up on the decks
your JUST okay like a standard sort of sex
im so bored that im glad i bought a becks
8 sambuccas while i take another clock check
wait for your glock-set
cos then i went and bought the box set
soooo much ammo i could shoot million dogs dead
throw you in the loch ness
just another body for the cops to get,
i come up in in the best of light,
i gotta stay awake cos ima die tonight
thats why i drink SHARK, all throughout the night
and im in bed with ya mum cos of lager sight
hold it up
please kill me now before i sober up
i was avin a laugh but the jokes enough
if im sinking like moby dick then i'll panic
the same way you frowned when you went down like the titanic
am i satanic, just cos my evil lyrics are manic
i cant fix your's man, i aint a mechanic
god damn it, your lyrics a lowsey bid
You can tip "liquid nitrogen" around my head
i'll still come back like the T1000 did

as for "megasaurass" can we be stopping this
i know that your mum likes to likeatlotopuss
So whys she got my dick half way down her esophagus,
She aint a dinoasaur proff

She's a hippotamuss

she's gonna be famous
cos her face is about the size of Ur-anus
fitting in her mouth about 18 retainers
even at fat camp she was under miccelaneous
spontanius bust, combusting simultanious
: - )

and as for "@££@££" or what ever his name is
sorry i said he was your mate, that's TOO FAR on what ever the pages
he'd still be a BOY if we half, half our ages
but it aint his fault, their making CRAAAAAZY babies
His dads get flees and his mums got rabies
I'm an evil mother **** proff you can call me Heidies


now here's my **** the proff's

your spit-lacks-skill
you cant write scripts-fact-filled
im leaveing you a fossil like a tyradactyl
rippin apart your socket
with the glock-set
in my pocket
loaded and cocked-it
locked-it my glock-hits like I-do
shells that cause you to die-dude
crack is cocaine an baking soda
my facts take your brain an put it in the hole behind your choda
I thought I told-ya noones colder
Grow up either mature or get older
Before I bend you like a folder
quit trying to stand next-to-us
my spit burns turning your text-to-dust
causeing you to exodus
like a sharks teeth around flesh you bite
laying you to rest from my desk you die tonight
sorry my styles like no other
so you cant steal from me like you did from your mother
this isn't my first time so u cant take my virginity like u did ur brother
that's enough of that
im done spitting fact
so crack take that victory and spit back
crack was too poor to afford my class
this is for your poor-ass
this kids a gay dinosaur a megasaurass
this kids a lyrical failure
your sinking like moby dick sailours
you think your hot but im hotter
leave you six feet deep in water
so i take some liquid nitrogen
and ignite-my-pen
mixed with a molten eclipse
its sick when lightning bolts light these scripts
im a satanic creature
built on the lost-souls of apostles an demonic creatures
crack u had no time to finish your last-line
so im a cast-mine
pick-spines out my teeth drinking stricnine
stick-ryhmes where the sun dont shine sick-lines
that combine a quick-mind with tha ability to cuss
so fast your ass will spontaneous combust
like plastic explosives causeing blood to start gushin
now the bloods rushin
from fragments of your body ur brain crushed-in
to the back of your skull from a concussion
your body will fall like vodka to a russian
thats it i must-win
i dont need a break when i start bustin
this is about how well you can spit
my scripts strip flesh like hollow-tips
im no one shot wonder you swallow-clips
your talking **** that's enough of that-****
hit your skull with a hatchet
fix ya with a ratchet im no mechanic
six six six you're an evil mother fuker well im satanic
now I gotta choose which shoes to use
should I stomp you with my lugz
like a thug poppin sluggz
or should I use my and-1's
throwing kicks like bullets from a handgun
leaveing your body in the sand-son
or should it be my addidas
to kick the head off your fetus
or should I throw you on a crucifix like jesus
now don't choke as your mind freezes
cause im sicker than diseases


the sickest rapper win please rate an rate the metaphors punchlines multi's and so on
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makina
 
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Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 04:47 pm
dawg you suck you aint got no flowz
when you were shittin yellow i was sellin out shows
the prof, dude, just walk away peaceful
i'm not in the mood, after i'm done you'll be see through
don't come in here weak, ain't no love, ain't no preace brah
my 12 guage shotty make your chest look like a pizza
i bet your the same and try to use big words in your game
go grab a dictionary now so you don't seem so lame
knock knock da prof, lemme catch you on the boulevard
why the hell you gonna stroll up in here actin like your hard
once again man, makina is that true killa
there's a reward for the first man that can find my temper
sick and tired of you jealous ass bitches
send you to hell so you can call me long distance
don't run your mouth lil bitch, you ain't deep enough
get on your phone, go ahead and call more people up...
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
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Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 06:36 pm
makina since u got no flow take a hint from me
me and my krew'll f*ck u up n b smilin w/glee
well tear u up like a shark smellin blood
ill drown u in sick spitz like da new orleans flood
my spitz iz sick wit it b*tch
i can c u readin dis..shakin like a goddamn snitch
my krew betta not bac me up on dis one...i want u 2 myself
b*tch yo spitz r so weak n old u need 2 b takin off da shelf
im dun fo a lil wile but itz all good
juss try ta hit me w/a spit strate from yo fake ass hood
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
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Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 06:56 pm
check my post on the testing forum(i put my krew in it 2....juss keepin it fair)
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makina
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 07:47 pm
with glee huh, i bet you had to google to spell it
if you were a fly, you'd land on your own lyrics
why ???, i know i don't have to explain myself homie
your raps are like a sandwich dawg, full of bologne
thanks for noticing my rhymes, my **** rolls clean
one day you'll be in the 'Major League' like Charlie Sheen
you stopped stearin at my nuts and started stearin at my ride
it would help if you put on glasses, stear at it with 'four eyes'
i'm showin so much cash hoes asking for a lap dance
i'm talkin more trash than a trash man with a trash can
catch me at the Playboy Mansion with my homie Batman
your as off as a freethrow when leaving Shaq's hands !!!

right now your weak, prolly hangin out on the porch
MAKINA smoked you already like an empty box of Newports
don't try to get at me dawg cuz i got jokes of all sorts !!!
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dj quik kid
 
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Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 08:54 pm
yo anyone wanna battle get at me
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 08:59 pm
dj quik kid wrote:
yo anyone wanna battle get at me
sup quik kid....well since u rollin wit our krew take a crack at makina
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gustavratzenhofer
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:02 pm
Da Kid wrote:
sup quik kid....well since u rollin wit our krew take a crack at makina


I believe I may be up to that challenge, Da Kid.
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Lash
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:04 pm
I shall watch with interest. Hands him rhyming and no-spelling towel.
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:05 pm
makina wrote:
with glee huh, i bet you had to google to spell it
if you were a fly, you'd land on your own lyrics
why ???, i know i don't have to explain myself homie
your raps are like a sandwich dawg, full of bologne
thanks for noticing my rhymes, my **** rolls clean
one day you'll be in the 'Major League' like Charlie Sheen
you stopped stearin at my nuts and started stearin at my ride
it would help if you put on glasses, stear at it with 'four eyes'
i'm showin so much cash hoes asking for a lap dance
i'm talkin more trash than a trash man with a trash can
catch me at the Playboy Mansion with my homie Batman
your as off as a freethrow when leaving Shaq's hands !!!

right now your weak, prolly hangin out on the porch
MAKINA smoked you already like an empty box of Newports
don't try to get at me dawg cuz i got jokes of all sorts !!!

**** man one word...BOOOOOOO
cuz dat **** sucked di*k like yo crew
o wait my bad u aint good enuff 2 roll wit ne1
so pay attention real close rite now son
2 day in class well b studying tru rappin
well knock yo ass out so u wont no wat happened
hey juss to give u a heads up ride and eyes dont rime
wen u spit u shood b thrown in jail cuz yo shitz a crime
wen i spit i got da tru rappaz slippin into tha sublime
watch yo back cuz next time u hate well pop u wit our nine
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Lash
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:09 pm
Good God! Their no-spelling prowess is crazy, fool!
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gustavratzenhofer
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:10 pm
I see the bitch
on the hood
of car
my gar
the fish
oh ish
why the smell
what the hell
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gustavratzenhofer
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:11 pm
Is there copyright protection on this thread?
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:11 pm
if u want me to speel i can homeboi...itz called "internet typin"
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:12 pm
iight im out fo a lil wile...cuz da allstar game iz bac on
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Lash
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:44 pm
I guess he told us, homeboi.

itz called "internet typin'

But, gus, you did smack that bitch up.

I was proud to be an old white woman for a few minutes....

Hey. All you kids are white, aren't you?



AREN'T YOU??? You little Caucasians!!!
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dj quik kid
 
  1  
Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 09:56 pm
ight i'll bust at makina


you started in the frying pan now you jumped into the fire/i can't believe this kid gettin ryhmes from oscar mayer/full of bologna what kinda **** is that/that bullet is well fitted when it hits into ya hat/can't spell for **** so take some hooked on phonics/your **** looks stupid like a whiteboy talkin ebonics/you should be a comedian so i'ma call you seinfeld/only real gangstas like da kid know how the shells from the nine felt/you could have four eyes and you still wouldn't see the bullets comin/i can beat you and all the little bitches you summon/stop runnin wit the police snitchin on thugs/don't be mad cuz everytime you go to rap people put on ear plugs/makina when it comes to spittin you know i'm meaner/i'll slump your body against a pole so you can say you a gangsta leaner/i got your bitch and we had some hot fun/you wouldn't have any guns even if you were ridin "shotgun"/i'll put two nine's to ya head and pull the trigga/you could be jigga in this battle and the hype about me would be bigga/don't **** wit the prophecy cuz then you messin wit fate/my ryhmes are first rate while yours are recycled so that's why you hate/you could be a vet i'll beat you as an up and commer/my rhymes are colder than ice and hotter than the summer/the only way you'll win is if you wish upon a star/wit each bar i make sure your career don't go far/my rhymes flow better than niagra falls/kid you could be a juggler and still have no balls/if rappin was how you gonna make money get anotha plan/only reason you talk trash is cuz your dad's a garbage man/i'm illuminatin your weaknesses like you under a strobe light/you talkin to the kid that keeps your girl warm on a cold night/a hot mcee like me against a fake g is an old fight/whoever said your raps is tight must not be too bright/since you can't rap for **** this is a real rap demonstrated/this kid aint dropped good **** in years like he constipated/you got jokes kid well so do i/i'll have your sides split but not cuz i got hit wit a pie/if i want a critique from someone weak i'll ask your opinion/if you ever made a crew it should be the weak rapper minions/not even a starvin rapper would bite your rhymes/i aint talkin bout shootin hoes when i say i'ma start droppin dimes/my rhymes are sick but i'm doin well/kid i got more coppertops than duracell/make you beg for mercy wit a swing of the sword/i bet the glock in your face will make you beg to the lord/i'll have you runnin man and i aint talkin bout the dance/i wipe niggas out without liftin a hand/ya'll dudes sound like clowns wit scylia/**** your preschool punchlines cuz i aint feelin ya/i bring goons and bufoons to you/believe it when i say the graveyard got room for you/since you gay i'll do you a favor and pick out a nice groom for you/your raps wouldn't stick to me if you dipped them in adhesive/you should feel lucky you felt the least of/my skills which rip holes in you like a doughnut/kid confused about guns sayin i gotta load what?/i aint gotta have a glock to say i'm gunnin for you/i swear this kid is gay cuz he told me i'm "cummin for you"/you like that bitch how i used an inflection/i could cut you once and you'd still feel it days later like an infection/go get some little pussies for your protection/havin weak rappers like you eliminated is my redemption/you get schooled even after the bell rings like a dumbass in detention/you about as real as a 14 year old girls ID/study my raps and maybe you'll say o now i see/if you bust back you'll just start the process/of gettin crushed cuz you a little ant in this game and i'm a colossus/my crew is straight g's so no way you can knock us/talk to the crowd sayin "i know you don't love me"like you yayo/i'ma start peelin off your skin like i'm cookin potatoes/i'm your executioner and i'm tightenin the noose/i'll have red stuff drippin out your mouth and jus so you know it aint gonna be cranberry juice
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
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Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 10:40 pm
dj quik kid wrote:
ight i'll bust at makina


you started in the frying pan now you jumped into the fire/i can't believe this kid gettin ryhmes from oscar mayer/full of bologna what kinda **** is that/that bullet is well fitted when it hits into ya hat/can't spell for **** so take some hooked on phonics/your **** looks stupid like a whiteboy talkin ebonics/you should be a comedian so i'ma call you seinfeld/only real gangstas like da kid know how the shells from the nine felt/you could have four eyes and you still wouldn't see the bullets comin/i can beat you and all the little bitches you summon/stop runnin wit the police snitchin on thugs/don't be mad cuz everytime you go to rap people put on ear plugs/makina when it comes to spittin you know i'm meaner/i'll slump your body against a pole so you can say you a gangsta leaner/i got your bitch and we had some hot fun/you wouldn't have any guns even if you were ridin "shotgun"/i'll put two nine's to ya head and pull the trigga/you could be jigga in this battle and the hype about me would be bigga/don't **** wit the prophecy cuz then you messin wit fate/my ryhmes are first rate while yours are recycled so that's why you hate/you could be a vet i'll beat you as an up and commer/my rhymes are colder than ice and hotter than the summer/the only way you'll win is if you wish upon a star/wit each bar i make sure your career don't go far/my rhymes flow better than niagra falls/kid you could be a juggler and still have no balls/if rappin was how you gonna make money get anotha plan/only reason you talk trash is cuz your dad's a garbage man/i'm illuminatin your weaknesses like you under a strobe light/you talkin to the kid that keeps your girl warm on a cold night/a hot mcee like me against a fake g is an old fight/whoever said your raps is tight must not be too bright/since you can't rap for **** this is a real rap demonstrated/this kid aint dropped good **** in years like he constipated/you got jokes kid well so do i/i'll have your sides split but not cuz i got hit wit a pie/if i want a critique from someone weak i'll ask your opinion/if you ever made a crew it should be the weak rapper minions/not even a starvin rapper would bite your rhymes/i aint talkin bout shootin hoes when i say i'ma start droppin dimes/my rhymes are sick but i'm doin well/kid i got more coppertops than duracell/make you beg for mercy wit a swing of the sword/i bet the glock in your face will make you beg to the lord/i'll have you runnin man and i aint talkin bout the dance/i wipe niggas out without liftin a hand/ya'll dudes sound like clowns wit scylia/**** your preschool punchlines cuz i aint feelin ya/i bring goons and bufoons to you/believe it when i say the graveyard got room for you/since you gay i'll do you a favor and pick out a nice groom for you/your raps wouldn't stick to me if you dipped them in adhesive/you should feel lucky you felt the least of/my skills which rip holes in you like a doughnut/kid confused about guns sayin i gotta load what?/i aint gotta have a glock to say i'm gunnin for you/i swear this kid is gay cuz he told me i'm "cummin for you"/you like that bitch how i used an inflection/i could cut you once and you'd still feel it days later like an infection/go get some little pussies for your protection/havin weak rappers like you eliminated is my redemption/you get schooled even after the bell rings like a dumbass in detention/you about as real as a 14 year old girls ID/study my raps and maybe you'll say o now i see/if you bust back you'll just start the process/of gettin crushed cuz you a little ant in this game and i'm a colossus/my crew is straight g's so no way you can knock us/talk to the crowd sayin "i know you don't love me"like you yayo/i'ma start peelin off your skin like i'm cookin potatoes/i'm your executioner and i'm tightenin the noose/i'll have red stuff drippin out your mouth and jus so you know it aint gonna be cranberry juice
nice spit homeboi
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DA KID AKA DA PROPHECY
 
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Reply Sun 19 Feb, 2006 11:03 pm
cmon dudu_c do a spit..........i no hes online cuz da thing in da main forums page
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