Neverending Rap Battle III

ayo, don't call me J-Hine.. just call me tha devil
i'm takin this beef with Hybrid to a whole nother level
see he like to get personal but really it don't bother me
cuz I i've slaughtered him more than tha Freddie anthology
psychologically.. i'm f*cked in tha head
i'll kill Hy-Brid, drink his blood with my bread
while his fam's sleep, i'm dumpin gas in they're beds
strike a f*ckin match and watch um light up like infared's
this lil bitch got tha nerve to tell me i'm fake
he better retract that statement cuz he made a mistake
talkin bout he gonna roll up, make me stutter and shake
i'll show him who's fake when I take a blade to his face
leave him f*cked up like that dude on Texas Chainsaw
..make him regret even takin me invain dawg
it's a shame dawg that i'm cuttin him like a tamed hog
you've been slain dawg.. so there's no fight-left-in-you
been put to shame, no reason left to continue
I got an appetite and your girl is on tha menu.. bitch!

Ok Ok I'm Back Now So Enough Of This Nonsense

My Lyrics Be So Unreal People Think My Rappin' Is Fiction
Ain't No Pillz Can Stop This Non-stop Rappin' Addiction..
These Fake Rappers Come Around Like They Weild Some Chrome
Man I Don't Care WHAT They Own! I'll Straight Up Steal They Throne!
Lip Off To Me? Seconds Later, Ya Face'll Hurt!
Tastin' Victory? The Only Thing You'll Taste Is Dirt!

Short One For Yall....Just A Warm-Up :wink:

Also I Made A New Account Called "Nightfire"

Just so yall know

manoozy ill battle ya. spit sumtin

people be Dependent on my Lyrics, Like living organisms are to Photosynthesis

How do you think you breathe.. through tree's cause they create oxygen
I ment it like you need my lyrics to breathe.. sorry u didn't get it

diss
Chandler couldn't dream of the lyrics that I invision
Interperating my lyrics causes him to almost brain anurism
BeCause your slower then Panda's reproductive system
You made a name for snitchen. 'sucking dick-an bitching'
More then 'pregnant females' you bitch ass she-male
Your rhymes are so whack i cant believe you think their good
spittin bunk **** like that your neglecting your hood!
You cant flow at all nevermind spit over beats
Trying to rap on the net, cause you get f*ckn smashed on the streets
And nothing has changed your still facing defeat
Writing down your lyrics with no ones interest
You Swapped your food stamps so you can pay for internet

Leaving my cum-stains on your mums-face, so she can give your hole family a taste
Your brains got more rocks in it then space, bitch your here to be ****-on like jewish slaves in ancient days

Listen Tyson chandler n learn manoozy here so check it ~

There's only One Manoozy~which equates to only One KING/
Steady slaying this muthafukuhz~Like I had a life supply of ginseng/
I make winter skip to spring~Skinny dippin' in erupting volcano's/
Very "unique" with my free-style~Like a "13-door Durango/

This guy an internet nerd better upgrade his system/
I'm seein' "errors" in Tyson style and approach/
I'll leave u with thought that u pray don't re-visit~heart beats out of business~while u're body is ghost/
When "the pen" touches paper~its murder "HE" wrote/

.I'm the exact opposite of "actors"/
So u're "scripted spits" don't move me at all/
My "phenominal" status~lyrically crowns me the baddest/

Like a Sadaam hit~I bomb quick/On any pathetic attempt for con-flict/
Stomp sh!t out uv your brains~until your face resembles an omelete/
Conscious-less battle lines~is the reason why I'm on top of your squad's list/
Watch it!~before your face get more than a couple uv brawled fist/

Like a winning hand~I am "One of a Kind"/
But at the same Time~I have ordinary features/
the type of cat~to proove his Skill on the Feild/
While u're busy servin' Meals~to the "fans" on the Bleachers/

My immaculate rays~Clearly outshines Tysons raps on this page/
Stompin' flat fag-"guts"(gots)~till u get bagged-up~as products for glade/
Every post u display~Confirms the "rhyme skills" that u lack/
Now u're screen name is a synonym~to the defini-tion of WHACK!/

Another begining has now ended~Verbal attacks in the post I'm sendin'/
Illiminatin' fake thugs~until the teeth in your gums~get dented/
I'm splendid in this sh!t~and its rockafella me an glory representin'/
we won't stop to rock this spot~Leavin' it hot and smoked like bensons/

itte that it tyson... hit me back
then we get a judge goin on yeah safe peace out bruv -1-

Nice manuzy!! pretty dope

I got the nine cocked n locked, its ready to spray at J
When i pop, you'll drop, get hit wita gun like A-K's

Close up ya coffin, and have niggas diggin ya Grave
Yo flows is whack, but yet your ego's big, its ashame

Like i stabbed him with a pencil, the way i fill him wit lead
Must have some screws lose because im drillin his head

And the way i put a hole in ya throat u would think that u smoke
You a clown, you a joke, thro you in the ocean n, see if u float

Yo punches weak and they miss, what is you gay and blind?
He sucks dick, **** who lied to you and said YAY J-Hine

Theres only one thing i can say bout your verse, a disaster
Take the wackest nigga on here, still u worse, u juss trash bruh

Ur ego's thick thinkin u can take and defeat me
go back 2 sleep and keep on dreamin about me

You're rapping fiction..Cause what you saying aint-write
Only addiction you have involves the crack pipe

And no my face wont hurt
The only thing you'll taste is a cum-squirt

Your face hurts from all the impact
Of gettin disgraced and dick-slapped

You claim to be a hitman?
Dude you need to stop f*cking your 'right-hand-man'

You're a car that lost control and you spun-out
Aint no more pills left Cause you dumped em down ur mouth
So u spat a line about-it cause ur anti-depressent perscription run-out

come tyson u had ages i drop heat y u not beat up... come drop barz

peace -1-

cheers glory

^^^ Wow glory that sucked

one thing i cant stands a raceist
reflections in the mirror you have to face-this
but wont see it
emcee's spit
use my dick to pee my ass to ****
use my lyrics to see you smashed to bits
bunch of computer nerds yo mack is soft
still useing bill's at the gates
yo mack is off
u need to update your pc's an macintosh
you could smoke crack and still wouldnt rock
your styles broke back your mouth filled you couldnt talk
back
blocked by cock
sack
locked jaw
cock jaw
your not raw
you got flaws just like all of human kind
humans dieing
humans lieing
humans crying
humans multiplying
as the population charts and statistics
relate to colpulation taken to heart an thought realistic
makeing people real pissed quick
takeing all the food of the shelfs no more bisquick
or keebler elves as the clock teeters b4 twelve
people locked in there white beeter in the mirror themselves
feared
deaths so near
a breath told to fear
eerie an cold
old
of the ages
ancient stages
of gods rages
with the fury of ruins an mages
consumed
in my tunes
the moon controls the tides and alot of crime
except homocide an the flow of my rhyme
im define definetly
i dont care if you get me
noone lives regret free
but dont dwell on that
hell on the map
is were you put the pin
put the sin
in
the past
in
the hour glass
the clash of the titans
grows as hours pass
hours
fast
and every second devoured
by the large intestine's
heart chest minds
the smartest find
even themselves blind
to the full picture
flow sprays sick
like the bullet that hit ya
a mosaic
of agony and a passion
for pain
the titans clashin in my brain
has the thought process
flow fresh
yo flesh
is the same as mine
we same people just different name an time
good is the same as evil there one
the moon and the sun
the ruins of guns
and death
sons
breath filled with the stenches
of blood murder war filled trenches
as the wrench is tightened
around the nut
hitler no longer fighten
towns, the whole worlds wins hands down ur fucked
stuck
in the truck
of anger hidden inside of camo
chamber insides love ammo
filled your killed kablammo
your sent to the stars
people be callin u mike modano

yo ur biteing rhymes man

Iwent off the 6 sucky lines you gave me ... lol
Your ment to reply.. its not a flame site
its a never ending rap battle.. or are you to useless to
reply

Look at this guy hitman J spittin his whack 6 lines every 3rd day
Making immature comments cause hes to **** to reply
Or giving him self more time, to reply to my lines
Claim to be hard , but you got no spine
Thinking your a hero, yo but your rhymes are gone-though
Only time you get hard is watching a gay porno

who is he biting off proffessor?

its either esoteric or jedi mind tricks

dick there all my own lyrics.. prfessor if this all over when we drew that battle it lame... y u tryna say **** like that... all my own... so hush blood...

Rapping like bombardments..
I got more "calls" then police departments
More rugged then the escarpment
You act like a gangster hitman J
You couldn't beat me even if you had 1 wish like ray-J
Spraying lyrical AK's leaving you in a daze
Disrespecting your ways harder then when your boy nutted on ya face
I know your game plan when its crunchtime
Only punch you'll throw is a punchline
First sign of beef, then for you its run-time
Only time u see beef, is when its lunch-time
U'll hide n watch us grapple then 'rise' like sunshine
Your so f*cking filthy I bet you cum-slime
I rap on the streets accapella with no beats
With twice as more wins then defeats
I bet no girl has ever touched your crutch
You never seen a pussy you were allowed to touch
I write the first thing that comes to heart
Unlike you re-arranging your lyrics atleast you try-hard
Your destined for emptiness like space capsules
I bet your a Low life perv hanging outside primary schools
Beating you harder then emcees on rap dogs
Ever since you registered they renamed it whack-dogs
Scared of the dark your the opposite of nocturnal
3 pages of crying about me in your bitch ass journal
You're 'whacker' then baseball bats and scared of real facts
Murderous verbal attacks killed you and left me with a bloody axe
Thinking about me to much turned you insomniac
'Ripping' you up fast like i was tearing your contract

you guys audition to get dissed quick
my verbal ammunition nearly autistic
genius
artistic
mars for the men
venus for the feminen
stars forcast the end
intervenous forcefully ending them
scars forged in tendons
time on the pendalum
pendin
hmm , dependin on what i should do
could do
would u
could u
make it basic so you can under stand
stop doing gay **** at wonderland
with michael jackson
i know you feel attraction
but soon you'll feel a fraction
friction
rug burn
crack addiction
sluggs burn
sometimes thugs learn
thugs earn some respect on the street
but it takes intallect on the beat
and an effect on the heat
makeing **** hot
affecting the clock
makeing **** stop
you aint got it
music thats erotic
to the neurotic
the phycotic
feels doped on narcotics
you devloped late
never quite developed weight
the doctor made attempts healing umm
but to the extent the just named you helium
you left through the vents
my breaths sent you to your death
people show so much false brovado
acting like they one the lotto
but they live in a locker in columbine colorado
as columns line , i check your **** meter this craps full
turn you into a piece shrapnel
oxidizeing time capsules
live most your life in the bottle
live with most your strife in a bottle
watching the rage built
feeling rage guilt
filth stricken sicken chicken pox turned to a cyclops as your eye pos your eye drops out the socket fell into your coat pocket but dont see any change

blazer

oi so wot if im a cyclops seein with one eye is betta than two eyes crossed/
your unfortunate i steppin to you with managable words colder than jack frost/
im basic but still i kick it out nasty, kick out blast an see how ya body rotts/
see how it feel to have sum guy fuckin ya body through the holes where i leave the bullet shots/
i shake ya body with electric shocks, throwin out to many wattz/
im powerful like greek gods, so bow down an worship/
hurry up bitch im perfect, i watch the way how u lose grip, ya tracks start to skip, you like o ****, blazer gone an used a clip/
so was it worth it? comin to the website thinkin you a big hit/
professor u aint ****!!!


blazer
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