Neverending Rap Battle III

Professor iimma molest-ya lyrically n make u bail//
Sorta what happened visually when u were in jail//
Since u got out the joint, u were big n tall//
Now ur style is chicken-**** like u just lost ur balls//

Your rhymes a Poorin ' shame their appalling//

You hit the red button, You're a bone yard bandit//
Your ass copped a fuckin! im simply lettin these emcee's understand-it//

My styles diabolic it leaves you takin more shots then an alcoholic//
And dont say you can handle your liqueur//
cause ill drop you quicker, then a toothless slut with a out-of-order sticker//

manooozy

rockafella representer u knw


This time I'm gettin' married to this game~While you lame rappers do the catering/
I'm pressin' the play to undo the pause ~Hittin ya'll jaws with a rude awakening/
I'm raking in~more believers/
With a fan base thats off the meters/
Until I've silenced those who doubt me~like a library full of readers/
Manoozy's raisin' up the blue peter<-----go look it up! /
Its about time "we" start a new cause/
I'm givin' birth to a new begining~while others flow like they on Menopause /
Without the applaude/
I consitently drop anthems~to quench your mental mirage/
Shower-in' dudes with rhythmical gifts ~As if my lyrics were Santa Clause /
The exact opposite of wrong are my intentions
Representin' for hipHop, the pride, and its colors/
Once I find my Queen/
While in between her knees~I will need rubbers/
durex~ I shall choose no other/
My thoughts come clear~So rarely do I Stutter/
Creating a shock wave through weak minds~as if under-water my rhymes spark thunder/
To some I'm known as Boy {wonder }/
Cuz I came to your land and took your gurl/
Kept our relationship quite short~cuz she got addicted to my long-stroke romances/
I spit rhymes hot~with a dosage of acid/
Though my reign on top is considered as Placid/
Weak MC's defeating me~Is like keepin' white clean while sleepin' where trash is/
I'll nonchalantly lead you to your cas-ket/
While implementing never-b4-heard-uv tac-tics/
Snatch both your eyes and your heart out~So you can "see" how long your life lasted


~ROCKAFELLA~ signed paper

u best be bustin out the rockwear gear peace out sum good talent here man

wackster the site's official biter

first immortal techique now diabolic

i dont drink im not an alchaholic
but i think someones compinsateing for a small dick
wack rappers on this site think ya'll sick
like a thermometer in the aritic you fall quick
these bloodhounds get the scent an try to hunt me
but fail like us troops in arabic countries
throw you into the learning curve
a mind carver
learning swirve's
got more punches then tarver
your best being ass kicked
worse then ali an frazier on espn classics
your more see through then glass bitch
after i smashed it
here let me tell you about prison
it divide's colours like prism's
the only time you ride with your brothers is dyke jism






wackster an official biter get off the site

Sorry proff here ma verse only 3 bars for ya ass LOL



Im still recoilin-ya-slugs, this dudes gay he enjoyin-tha-hugs
The only time this duke i {Prodigy} is when he annoyin-tha-thugs!!
******prodigy=Prod a G******

Life is a video game, And you dont wanna press play like rejectin Diddys CD
So next time you See me, Ill be on ya TV while proff suckin dick, thas where He-be

**** it...Ill keep at 2 im bored as hell lol...

molten hot
holding the number 1 spot
i got this air about me
not one of arrogance
but that i dont care if you doubt me
no inheritance
comeing to my pocket
blasting off from this place im a nasa rocket
apollo 13 bout to blow up
your rhymes are hollow at 13 need to grow up
an mature
so you can spit something thats pure
if you feel plauged let the music be that cure
which heals you
so poor ive had to steal food
the man in the mirror's the one you should be real too
others
dont let under your layers an covers
they dont care there not lovers
they dont bare the marks of your brothers
sharks in the water
sparks igniteing the flame of slaughter
like pyrotechnics
use the mic to flow my next hit
actually u know i think i'll text it
white light style exit

pro fess 0r
You're insecure and innocent your sweet like skittles//
I'll break your jaw, and, the only thing im biting is your girlfriends nipples//

You're worthless desperate and miss-used//
Poor hopeless and desolate like a soggy tissue//
I'll cause flash backs sorta like your adolescent abuse issues//

Your lifes a tragedy, i mean faking about being an inmate?//
Snap back to reality!//

I never said you were an alcoholic, fukin learn to read//
I'll leave you ashed faster then chronic, and make your eyes bleed//
Bend over a little more so you can really feel my boot//
I'll leave you with more stiches then an unatailored suit//

^^ BITER ASS BIITCH HAHAHAHAHA!! *points and laughs*

wackster check my criminal record its public



im from alberta calgary
hurt ya calvary
ive been locked in remand
started riots' broken glass
attach cement blocks to your feet locked in the see an
this kids retarded choken fast
uses other people rhymes half hearted with a spoken blast
broken faster
then lowest elements on the table
unstable
smoking basterds
your fable's wont get the last word
send you overseas like the nova scotia fairy's sails
enough of your fairy tail's
gail force winds
down your throat i force in
you got more fiction then orsen wells
like a con artist your forceing tells
i can see that you bite more then teeth
but a biters no more then thief
who steals
can't be real
your a hologram
a holllow man
i dictate death like augusto pinoche' yo
your nothing but a lieing pinnocio

Sometimes the gods pray down to me
I feel the light of their shadow surrounding me
I was the chosen one, cos the day that they founded me
Was the anniversary of armageddon and i'm bound to be
One of the greatest.. i'm a killer, but these killers survive
My mission is to be one of the fuckin illest alive
And if my chapter is to end, and the gods are given to lie
My mission is to be one of the fuckin illest that died

'keystyle'

respect crymz

Sometimes you exhibit streaks of cruelty that surprise me, Hitman.

TrutH™
A dillusional nightmare can only be seen/
From God's mistakes in his wits that he puts into dreams/
Its a scheme that seems that its too real to believe/
Yet can flow through the mind like the movement of a stream/
I've often wondered what can be done to improve myself/
But what really matters is I use illegal substance to abuse my health//
So why is it illegal to feel real? I confuse myself/
I may have the internal power to begin defusing hell/
I often stare in the sky and blind my eyes with sunshine/
And equip the intelligence with poetry with flow and punchlines/
Drugs are mother nature's faults in life and often sometimes/
I think.. ''I dont care if i'm killing my body.. as long as i'm having a good time''/

TrutH™
Why does it seem I ACE this game, although I dont know JACK//
People call me a JOKER, cos knowledge of self is what I lack//
I dont rap about CLUBS, women, guns and a knife//
I spit realistic views of how I perceive life//
I dig through the earth with a SPADE in hope to find DIAMONDS//
I look at the highest mountains with the urge to one day climb it//
Cos maybe it was another being that gave me the gift to sing//
With the intentions and hopes that I would one day be KING//
But with one mistake everything I want could just fall apart//
Because the QUEEN I once loved proceeded to break my HEART//

crymz is right


when life leaves your eye's deceived//
the leaves of knowledge which i used to believe//
grown in the same garden as adam an eve//
it was a bud no apple//
which told us if the glass was half empty or half full//
but now that we've used it's secret//
the devil's doesn't want you to keep-it//
it helps you see-souls//
god know's the key fits//
in the key-hole//
but you cant see- its//
not locked//
the doors open//
your visions blocked //
from the smoke your dopen//
in which you choke your hope in//

TrutH™
Sometimes I close my eyes and analyse the darkness//
I search through myself, but soon find I am heartless//
Burning within a flame intact within my mental arsenist//
Holding the hand of angels as we soon become partners//
Life's a bitch, but **** her and you'll soon convert your breath//
Life can be fucked, but me? I like to flirt with death//
Cos I never enjoyed the passion which was created throughout our chemistry//
But as we talked within the grave, I believe I felt a certain energy//
I'm on a quest to find myself, enlighten on what I think will better me//
But as I started my mission, I heard the voice of God, he said to me...//
''I understand all the misery and pain you may feel...//
And your open voyage through yourself might aid you to heal//
But contrary to your beliefs and what you shamlessly feel//
Life is simply what you dream.. your imagination is real''//

a classic honkie
you get your asskicked worse the kicking the but of a donkey
noone's beat me jack not one
within the gravitational pull of the sun
pulling a gun filled with verbal bullet's ready to disperse
trigger cocked back pull it diss verse
created related to time on the clock
not much left rhyme on the block
third planet rhyme on the rock
three away from the sun
emcee's better stay away from my gun
b4 it blasts
spit fast
scripts last
so long there carbon dated
so quick i leave your car gone b4 they made it

style flow
missile diss vile yo
known as artisic
mic is known to take the microphone an make art this sick
hearts dissed quick
smarts this sick
leaven you battered like bisquick
my name is mike d flow infections
call me nike when i throw chin checkin
takeing off
there aint no takeing proff
thats like smokeing hard an makeing soft
i don't play games
i spray flames
x-ray aim i can see your anotomy
and not a single cell has a chance in hell to battle me
i spit with clarity
like looking through a wall an say there it be
break down your phyce like therapy
im native to rhyme land like cherokee

underlined,
the truth lie's under mind's,
an progression is under time,
lessons of expression under fine point pressure ,
on point
professor,
use to be
on joints,
usually in a meditative state you aint use to me ,
use 2d,
to describe the third ,
if your don't get my vibe don't suscribe to word ,
survived the burbs ,
survived the curb,
arrive like a burglar ,
in the dark eat your heart like a burger ,
then start cleaning up the murder ,
csi call grisum ,
asking me what did I do I dissed um ,

haha sorry for all the short ones guys but i can't stop writeing ive been filling up spontaneous poems an neverending rap

Im back and stronger than before i don't wanna make enemys because thats a sin to me// Back in the day i was obligated to dominate any fool that step to me//My old Crew use to be 12 men strong now all my old homeb boys be hitting the bong//