Neverending Rap Battle III

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hybrid an glory stop for my sake please i hate when the site gets locked an i cant battle cause instead of letting there minds an rhymes to prove themselves the throw chatter back an forth

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itte pimponline here it is sorry aint been able to access site for a while that y it late...

check it ~~

Blazer clear and represent danger~ like a stranger with a blade/
Christ the holy saviour~ pray cause I come with grenades/
Pray cause ya never been laid~ cause his mother passed down aids to him/
U like hold the sun to shine bright ur dim~ I like I use the sun as a meteorite that was just to begin!!/
N now im turning gauges to a new level~ labels take up a fight/
just to have my name on the convex by night/
ya trade in the game, framed like a picture~ jaw broken an I aint even lifted a finger to hit ya/
Microphone give of longitudinal waves~ ya ears drums give way/
I physically scar ya leave ya to decompose ~got ya bones as a symbol in my display/
Brick attached to a rope~ tie the end to ya tongue ram the block down ya throat~ watch as ya choke/
I didn't cause ya to have a stroke~I just prevoked the stroke/
left me with no choose~ when ya wrote wot ya wrote/

safe blud hit back when ya can yeah -1-
peace out

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f*ck it.. i'll spit first.. here ya go professor

ayo.. I spit it off tha dome, that's tha truth.. I use no pen
your sexual preference ain't change with age, it's just went from boys to men
i'll smash a bat against your temple and leave your vision doubled
Professor, you won't do ****.. your "2" pussy like lesbian couples
f*ck with Hine and your spine will split, my rhymes are sick, every line I spit
makes you look stupid like gettin fired before you realize it's time to quit
I been rappin for years with a style no one can touch
your like broke vaccums that work.. we can't explain why you suck
battlin me? get dropped in a vortex with shots from your own set
cuz i'll rip up your signs of improvment like a cops at a protest
you can't win, that's a pity dawg.. I think your lyrics need a rest
tha only way you'll get a W is through sympathy like disablity checks
I got this bitch marked, i'll tear him apart by slingin my verbal darts
he don't wanna start, this time i'll send him home with a purple heart
Professor is tha man? face it man, your not iller
you could stab corn flakes and still not be a cereal killer
he thinks he's important? I think he's a flashlight cop
them f*ckin gay bars is tha only spot that you got
my verses are tight, that's why our flows will never level and meet
you can drop a bar into tha abyss and your **** still wouldn't be that deep
i'm sick, your just a relapse.. relax, you can't do me
if writin rhymes was your job, you'd be dead in tha line of duty
i'll disband you with ease when I smash your faggot ass rhymes
give you a string of losses long enough to start your own clothin line
come at tha best you get hit, you bitch ass dick ridin f*cker
your punches make you look stupid like siamese twins boxing each other
i'm sure to win, stick a fork in him, a knox like fort isn't supportin him
just two hands on each side constrictin his air flow like accordians
Professor is a thug? nah, he's a skinny little 110 pound motherf*ckin faker
tha flows in your rhyme book wouldn't be fly if I made airplanes from tha paper
came to Able 2 Know to make an impression but you didn't get far
i've just finished your rappin career and still nobody knows who you are

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blazer wrote:

itte pimponline here it is sorry aint been able to access site for a while that y it late...

check it ~~

Blazer clear and represent danger~ like a stranger with a blade/
Christ the holy saviour~ pray cause I come with grenades/
Pray cause ya never been laid~ cause his mother passed down aids to him/
U like hold the sun to shine bright ur dim~ I like I use the sun as a meteorite that was just to begin!!/
N now im turning gauges to a new level~ labels take up a fight/
just to have my name on the convex by night/
ya trade in the game, framed like a picture~ jaw broken an I aint even lifted a finger to hit ya/
Microphone give of longitudinal waves~ ya ears drums give way/
I physically scar ya leave ya to decompose ~got ya bones as a symbol in my display/
Brick attached to a rope~ tie the end to ya tongue ram the block down ya throat~ watch as ya choke/
I didn't cause ya to have a stroke~I just prevoked the stroke/
left me with no choose~ when ya wrote wot ya wrote/

safe blud hit back when ya can yeah -1-
peace out

Blazer you're blaze is fadin
like patience from the stranger with the blade waitin
all this statin of you takin..matter into your own hands
wants me to start makin...my own plans........

I'll hit you harder than when J-Hine speaks
I'm clean baby...just like my F-Line sneaks
I play for keeps
You heard me, put up your Blazer..we can do it for pinks
you're 2 wheel drive bitch, where the f*ck you going?
I'm talkin about you're style bitch, what the f*ck you knowin?
Christ the holy savior...dude save it for church
stranger with a blade and I'm shovin it where it hurts
I'm danger to this page, putting myself to work
turning anger to rage, as I take ur neck n jerk
What's the talk of the longitudinal waves?
Is it your therapy to get horizontal with gays?
You're longitudinal sound'll never peak or crest
you only get loud when you got skit on ur chest
You ball-less bitch, talkin about chokin
who the f*ck do you think u are...Rex Grossman?
I'll leave u red like a slapped chest
c'mon man..admit...you're so pussy you could pass a PAPS test
So tell me if you like..what I write when I write?

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Dudu C you are whack

I'll crush your skeleton physically
And biblically destroy u lyrically
Visually you cant come close-to-me
I'll scramble the eggs of ur girls ovaries
Your rap style is hopelessly despicable
Your shits predictable, n plain old terrible!
You wanna question somethings?
Your inevitably destined for nothing!

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watch out fo this here lyrical sage,
dudu c, the only danger you bring to this page,
is turnin the frame gay! you, and ur whole crew...
from LA!
you ur screwed up in a big way,
leave off blaze, man ****, this was our game,
stop spittin this **** bout blaze, leave,
**** it ur punchlines couldnt hit blazer if you were mohammed ali!
so let this site be, i believe, people tryin to insert thier seed in everyone they see, should leave,
this site WAS ment to be for mcs!
that was jus an opening now meet ma mac11,
blat, ur like someone who audition for 8 mile but could only go 7,
yo mc 3xecition thats why ur moms pregnent,
ur bitch ass roman catholic family dont believe in contriception,
they should put that in the school curriculem,
remember in year 7, u chacin the boys an puttin uur dick in them!
ur a bitch jus accept it,
ur **** WOULD make direct hits if i would jus let it!

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that was whack yo

You aint an emcee, Your rhymes are empty
You claim to be a pimp, but i'll severe your cortex
You couldn't pimp a FAT bitch on X
Your mentally disabled you pimped-out-hoe!
Like a fat kid with down syndrome!

Im Innovated Intigrated so piss off for heavens-sake
Talkin about dicks n fags? what are you trying to compensate?
Subjectin ur insecurities onto others
Trying to avoid the fact you were abused by your brothers!!
Only pussy you've ever had? was your MOTHERS!

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MC 3xecution wrote:

that was whack yo

You aint an emcee, Your rhymes are empty
You claim to be a pimp, but i'll severe your cortex
You couldn't pimp a FAT bitch on X
Your mentally disabled you pimped-out-hoe!
Like a fat kid with down syndrome!

Im Innovated Intigrated so piss off for heavens-sake
Talkin about dicks n fags? what are you trying to compensate?
Subjectin ur insecurities onto others
Trying to avoid the fact you were abused by your brothers!!
Only pussy you've ever had? was your MOTHERS!

lol aight....
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You aint never been at the top! Eryk will easily rock 'em..
Cuz It's hard to fall off....
.....when you've stayed at the bottom!..
Facin' me wasn't you're wisest move, It's just not fair son..
You came along way... Just to get smacked down to square one!!..
killin' another lame, easily tilt your fuCCin' head back!
I'll take X out easily, without throwin' out treasure maps!!..
You might of had alittle buzz..But I'm better than all your punches..
so you might of had a good run.. Till I put you in Crutches!!..
I'm rippin' you up on every level! don't front you know I'm right..
If words are weapons, Someone tell him..
....... this isn't a PILLOW FIGHT!!!!
I'd give you a couple tips but on the real, you need a bunch..
Before you execute anyone.....
....Try exectute a decent fuCCin' punch!!!..
speakin' of those..You'res aint hot enough to burn threads...
Cuz honestly, They'd have to be literal.. Just to turn heads..
I embarrased you, you know it.. now i'll end this goof..
so how will execution hold his ground?
...... When I put him in the FuCCin' Noose?!...
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bye.. lol

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cheers pimponline blood but ill handle this guy Very Happy

Dudu c
check it~~

Dudu C I see u the identical image of a whack emcee
beef ya start
I end it
then go down in able 2 know history
you dissin me
nigga ya to dumb to even picture me
how the **** ya gona write bars to demolish or shift me
Dudu c im rear wheel drive bitch
ya lyrics they sound like tires blowin see
Whyd I wanna pink it
when ya vehicles a **** tip
got not torque just like the way ya spit
Get hit~
by my longitudinal waves you could never rebound them
when I wrote it
a knew an uneducated emcee like you wouldn't understand it
I drop my lyrics an they weren't even aimed at you
u musta felt the impact they made when they hit the site dude
3xecution was rite ya skeletal system don't stand a chance
we cud tell that cuz ya stance
it bent over
to much dick~ sorry~ didn't mean to be crude
An ya tlkin about choking ya master it
wud of been betta choking than dropin ya last lyric
im hot like a devil walkin stick
one click have ya removed like an abortion~ kid
got rid
just like marlin manson this guy dude removed ribs
so he could suck his own dick

~waste man~

itte now i finish with that dude...

pimponline blood ya wanna go again fam u start yeah? safe blood

peace out -1- blessss

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ERKY
Im gona hit at ya cuz I bored ya hit back if ya want blood

check it ~

My punchis come down on ya like a pillow case with a 2 ton weight inside it
Even with a treasure map my weakness nigga ull never find it
cause it hard to find somthin~ that don't exist
Ya drop wasn't for me but ya cocky~ I couldnt resist
U weren't on my list~ but I still have ya leavin this site in a casket
Im effective in this game~ depend like lebron james for the winning basket
You didn't embarrass 3xecution, the guy didn't even blush
an the lyrics ya dropped, didn't even give the guy the slightest push
leave ya red raw just like the effects of thrush
blazer the reason ya immune system combusts
white blood cells lose shape picture slush that's how they look
the lyrics I hit out like protein drink have ya shook
the lyrics I hit out have ya searchin for boys in ya phone book
and in the hood ya don't walk normally~ I see ya limping
in the hood ya try to discuse it with a bad boy spring
walkin down the street I have ya spinal cord trembling
lookin over ya shoulder constantly~ speed up ya arms begin to swing
ya mother want open coffin at ya funeral not happening
I leave ya like a train victim~ first ya'll have to assemble him
lookin like Franken stein sept with missing limbs
laugh as ya wheeled in~ im listenin as ya mother sobbing
blazer written on ya head an spray painted all over ya coffing
so how ya father gona find ya plot~ when ya grave stone gone missing

peace out hit blood

im bored man -1-

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It's Eryk, you retard..
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And yeah, you must be bored cuz that was pretty pathetic, Take a look at my verse, you could learn a thing or two about havin' actual punches.. rather than filler.
pc

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Eryk is an enthusiast in training, But the only time he drops ****,
Is when his bloods raining
Whilst you was gettin squeezed out your mums c*unt, They seen your face and on the last pump, They was waiting for ashton to say
YOU HAVE BEEN PUNKD!

Leaving your rap style dropped n slumped!
Dismembering you fast leaving you chopped n dumped
I'm a Murderous verbalist with a wicked style
And a turn tablist Spittin sharp lyrical projectiles

Versitile styles off the microphone dont try correct this
You couldn't reach the top in a bad game of tetris!

Only thing you packing nigga is a shelf
Embarrased me? nigga you embarassed your self

Facing you was not a nice move!,cause i seen ur face dude
And the **** wasn't cute I nearly f*ckin spewed!

After this dont even ask me what happend!
Iwhiped you off the 'face' of earth like a napkin!

I'll duck-tape your family F*ck-face! You can't faze-me
After this battle you'll be hiding your face like Islamic-ladies

I'll make you eat my ****, i'll piss in a cup'n make you drink-it
You're a faker Probly a bread maker, nigga probly deliver my papers
Im a instigator hunting down Weaklings like the preditor
I'll get ya then shred ya skin, battle me, its automatically another win
for me!

My lines are so ill that Cuban drug lord's wanna snort 'em//
They have the tendencies of danger, so there should be a sign saying CAUTION//
My lyrical can turn physical and knock your limbs out of proportion//
And make your mother wish that she actually went through with your abortion//
When it comes to you ill come through with a steady shot//
And carve ''GOT KILLED'' under the tattoo you allready got//
And watch the blood leak out from the sharp machete chop//
And when everyone finds out the news, they'll watch the confetti drop//
Many die through weaponry including a blade or gun//
But my words are weapons, i'm God's favourite son//
My heart is so cold that it could shade the sun//
My rhymes are tighter than a 12 year old Asian nun//
My freestyles drop quick and sharp like the pain of the guillotines//
You'll die quicker than batteries that were made in the Phillipines//
I spit so quick, but I dont need to catch my breath//
I'll attack your heart like this is fuckin cardiac arrest//

WHAT!

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Again, That was fuccin' pathetic... Where are you're punchlines?! Set ups? Wordplay... alright One more short verse for you..
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Keystyle bitch!.
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My bad, We never got the proper Greatin but youll get the hint..
So let me be the first to break the ice.. When tossin you thru a rink..
Another Fucc tryna acted hard? I'll Kill him outta spite..
Cuz yous a pregnant dog...... Really, just bitch inside!..
I'll make you the laughin' stock Or anywhere this fag is seen..
You wouldn't Pose a Threat.. Modelin' in a terrorist magazine..
You really need to quit this text ****, So don't front son..
Thought if his name was Execution. He Might actually Kill someone..
I'm tellin' you stop, You aint even hot enough to clock a win..
so I'll try be carefull with you... Just to throw 'caution to the wind'..
I tried lookin' in your verse for some complexity but it was easy to bend..
Cuz your idea of wordplay consists of a crossword and a pen..
You know I killed you, But try and keep a stiff upper lip up in text..
****! You have no choice, Cuz thats one of Rigor Mortis' effects..!!!

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yo big dawg
yo your rhymes may be right
but mine are skintight
mine are close-knit
but what is this **** that you submit?
just back down
before i have to come across town
to get you cut down
and give you a double thumbs down
ill bring my posse, ill bring my crew
but maybe ill come tommorow and well give u a little preview

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YOYO
Yo fools
What kind of a name is Eryk,
Cant ure mum spell right,
It looks lyk it passed on to you cos u are anything but bright,
Ure rhymes arnt close-knit,
U aint got no rhythm and truly there ****,
Just submit,
You fool u just aint right,
My rhymes can be heard throughout the night,
You just cant fight,
Cos im as good as any playwrite,
Just cos i can play the game,
u just cant acclaim to the fame,
Just go feel the shame,
Cos ure muma teets sit neat,
Above where her heart beats,
But im a real athlete,
So if you wana suck'em,
Your guna have to cause real mayhem,
Cos wen u look up at me u taste my phelgm,
But her teets arnt where its rli at,
If u wanna see the real shizzle look at my soldiers hat,
But not for too long cos soon it'll be going into her twat.

Fool, go back to school

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Wack MC ROO wrote:

Yo fools
What kind of a name is Eryk,
Cant ure mum spell right,
It looks lyk it passed on to you cos u are anything but bright,

WACK Opener.. Where's the punch?!

Ure rhymes arnt close-knit,
U aint got no rhythm and truly there ****,
Just submit,

Another wack filler punch!!!! lmfao!

You fool u just aint right,
My rhymes can be heard throughout the night,
You just cant fight,
Cos im as good as any playwrite,

Meh, decent. but been played out ....

Just cos i can play the game,
u just cant acclaim to the fame,
Just go feel the shame,

lmfao, wack as hell!

Cos ure muma teets sit neat,
Above where her heart beats,

lmfao, wack agian!

But im a real athlete,
So if you wana suck'em,
Your guna have to cause real mayhem,
Cos wen u look up at me u taste my phelgm,

man, how wack can you honeslty get?

But her teets arnt where its rli at,
If u wanna see the real shizzle look at my soldiers hat,
But not for too long cos soon it'll be going into her ****.

Stupid...

Fool, go back to school

I just Broke down you're verse and you're tellin me to go back to school.. lmfao, YOU GET YOU'RE ASS BACK TO SCHOOL! LMao!!!

if you wanna go, Write a decent verse with a decent structure, But before you do that, Try and learn what a punch is, a Meta is, and maybe you can throw in some wordplay... But you really need to stop spittin filler!!!!

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I don't think there's anyone on this site that can test me! Honestly.. Who knows how to spit a real verse... lmfao... NOt to sound cocky but I've seen you guys spit and honestly that **** bores me!!! lmfao

REAL TALK!

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Eryk wrote:

Again, That was fuccin' pathetic... Where are you're punchlines?! Set ups? Wordplay... alright One more short verse for you..
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Keystyle bitch!.
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My bad, We never got the proper Greatin but youll get the hint..
So let me be the first to break the ice.. When tossin you thru a rink..
Another Fucc tryna acted hard? I'll Kill him outta spite..
Cuz yous a pregnant dog...... Really, just bitch inside!..
I'll make you the laughin' stock Or anywhere this fag is seen..
You wouldn't Pose a Threat.. Modelin' in a terrorist magazine..
You really need to quit this text ****, So don't front son..
Thought if his name was Execution. He Might actually Kill someone..
I'm tellin' you stop, You aint even hot enough to clock a win..
so I'll try be carefull with you... Just to throw 'caution to the wind'..
I tried lookin' in your verse for some complexity but it was easy to bend..
Cuz your idea of wordplay consists of a crossword and a pen..
You know I killed you, But try and keep a stiff upper lip up in text..
****! You have no choice, Cuz thats one of Rigor Mortis' effects..!!!

epitome of whack ^^^

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Use your lyrics J-hin, dont forget your in here too, so ur talkin about your self aswell as anyone else.. NO MORE **** TALK!!! STOP GETTIN THE TOPIC LOCKED!!!!!!!

J-hine, I'll Dissect your skeleton then pick my teeth with ya spine!//
I'm Precise and in-time, My rhymes will demolish your whack lines!//
Inpregnable style Ill like stomach bile Just rhyming back to me Makes u fertile!//
Damaging your heart n soul like juveniles at michael jacksons domicile//
You're a hopeless emcee You don't wanna step-to-me//
My lyrics move at an Unclockable trajectory!//

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ayo.. look at this bitch Execution tryna spit liquid?
tha only liquid you spit is when your suckin six inches
bitch, tryna act tough on tha computer like you were made of steel
if you were as tight as your sister's pussy then you'd have a label deal
you may be real but I feed off every line
and lyrically dismantle your vertebrae to sever your spine
none of your rhymes really dissed in any single way
only old punches, did you really even have anything to say?
cuz by any means your gay and i'll slice you up like ginsu
don't worry this is only tha introduction on my long road to diss you
rappin "wannabe tight" lyrics, your death is in file
you wanna be tight? tip: don't have anal sex for a while
I'll give some advice and have you thinkin like siamese twins right?
so next time you go to battle me, you'll hafta think twice
i've won this battle with ease, no need to put your money on tha table
stay rappin online, maybe you'll get signed to a Bill Gates label

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