Neverending Rap Battle III

blazer the system~

encrypt words that get heated up ~faster than drunked fists do
target never missed~ hawk eye of olympic pistalist~
your life over~ even if ya name dont enter my list
im a pretty nigga but try intimidate this~ i blow up like a puffer fish
blazer indercates south nigga get sent there~ having ya meet ya friends an rent there

bored an then got bored writin lol

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Re: TrutH diss professor!

Crymz wrote:

Another one of you idiots trying to spit liquid?//
The only liquid you'll ever spit is when sucking your boyfriend's six inches//
Bitch, tryin to talk tough on a computer like you made of steel?//
If you were as tight as your sister's pussy, 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 dissed me in any single way//
Only old punches, did you actually have anything to say?//
Cos by any means you gay and i'll slice you up like a Ginsu//
Dont worry, this was only the introduction on my road to diss you//
You annoying arab, I bet you get told to Shut Up when your not even talking//
Calling yourself Professor? I'll leave you looking like Professor Stephen Hawking//
With no IQ, cos its clear I dont like you//
I'm covering my ass cos God knows what you might do//
I got no slight clue, but I have heard that you were behind bars//
Probably cos you wanted Rockets in Uranus until we find Mars//
Then you'll see slight scars and realise your mind's crash//
You can paralyze my legs but jail gave you a paralyzed ass!//
You talkin all this government ****, war.. you got this **** sorted//
Dont you ever bring that **** up especially when your own country caused it//
Rapping ''wannabe tight'' lyrics, your fatal death is in file//
You wannabe tight? TIP: Try to not have anal sex in a while//
You could have seen it ''cumming'', but you were too ''blind''//
Because bars in jail wasnt the only thing that you were behind//
Enough of your faggot stories, you aint got energy to diss your enemies//
You call yourself Professor, but guess what? I'll ruin your chemistry//
Its suicide to battle me, so I bet you wish you could rewind time//
I bet your an old peodaphile lookin freak like Albert Einstein//
I admit I like your choice of words and your vocabulary is no hassle//
But what good is that going to do when your in a frikkin battle?//
This is straight 1 on 1 in a game where punchlines are weak//
You gotta ''come hard'' like your boyfriend and you never mind defeat//
Metaphors, punchlines.. None of that **** can actually hurt me//
But with your Nerd Rap attempts, I gotta come back dirty//
Which reminds me of your sister and your rap career falling//
Which declined cos all your net-groupies found your **** boring//
Like your cliche' punchlines which I could snap like twigs//
If your such a big gun, why aint you on stage with a mic performing gigs?//
Atleast I personally have, and will continue emceeing into the future//
But dont tell me you wanna launch your rap career in front of a computer?
Your wasting your life, so please just erase all of your rhymes//
I battle geeks like you hardly ever, you do this all of the time//
So you must be some corny little runt spittin complex ****//
Seems to me your riding Canibus or Immortal Tech's dick//
And i've flipped the script, because we all know your ****'s foul//
I've read your sad, emo poems.. just go slash your wrists now//
You mention the name of 3 legends, one of which was Illmatic?//
Your pussy poems makes me believe your a depressed pill addict//
You live your life in front of a machine.. the crowd has booed your ass//
You dont wanna come outside cos you scared of the guy that sued your ass//
And sent you to jail in the first place//
With a girl you've never went past first base//
I'll give some advice and have you thinkin like siamese twins right?//
So next time you call me to battle.. you'll have to think twice//
And dont come up to me with your gibberish bibble babble crap kid//
Cos your poetry did more emotional harm than your little battle rap did//
So keep your unrealistic hip hop career flowing in this forum//
Because every line you tried to diss me with, I think I just tore 'em//
I've won this battle with ease, no need to put money on the table//
Stay rapping with your computer and maybe you'll get signed to Bill Gates' label//

There you go! Professor!

LOOK YOU BITER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! EVIDENCE !!!^^^^

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yo ploppy
here goes pimponline blowin **** outta propurtion,
aproach with cation, supportin abortion,
your baby oiled ass belongs back stage with graham nortan!
yo ploppy i think its time to get specific,
now ima tell u how i blow away all them critics,
sittin back spittin god sent lyrics,
ur stupid gimmicks,
look at the physicks,
im 6 foot u 4 that couldnt be turned over by to suicidal sinics!
bitches love the way i spit it,
**** em 24/7 there aint no limit,
im like a fuccin maniac on crack,
waitin to hit back squizin ur throat till u have an asthma attack,
you thought u was a gangsta movin them packs,
use a fuccin white bitch who came out his mom and jus thought he was black!
dont **** with me an run ill find ya,
hiding from me's like hiding on a plane from alquieda!

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Pimponline.. your rhymes are generic, cliche and maybe worthless//
Why you call yourself that? Cos you run an online dating service?//
I'll destory your future.. Just like I crushed you in the past//
Your ''blowing ****'' out of proportion cos you suck dicks after they **** you in the ass//
I cause dilemma's.. the same type I re-arrange Kelly and Nelly with//
Baby oiled ass? Come on man.. thats on some R. Kelly ****//
Talkin like a peadophile, this fishing knife will leave your belly stripped//
I dont even need to continue this battle.. cos your rhymes i've allready ripped//
I'm a walking Ouji Board, I propose a toast when I ''raise spirits''//
You'll probably end up winning this battle since you actually did ''blow'' away the critics//
So now they got your cum in their mouth, thats why you got people squeezin their throats//
My lyricism is so unbelievable, you'll be stuck reading my quotes//
My flow resembles liquid as I watch the rain fall on to me//
Bitches ''love the way you spit it'' cos they like gay pornography//
You dyslexic faggot, it looks like you wrote your rap in another language//
I eat your rhymes on a sandwich and leave your corpse decaying in anguish//

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blazer blazer

check it~

raised thumb~ high in the air
raised guns~ rite over there
im like a general in world war 1~
on a mission to kill lyrically~
ten thousand man bullet spree~
tellin me~
you'll be able to matrix ever bullets as i give order to the souljars to let free~
you must be kiddin me~your a joka man
as the images come to every body clearly~
bullets pearce ya skull an are force inbedded in ya brain severly~
i was mearly asking, if ya think ya could really test me~
Blazer the source provider~im living hell
thick fog cause of death to many drivers~ so ya rolling son
if i wanted disease spreed through sex~ ''imma' hire ya''~
i take the world by shock~earthquakes none stop

bored so dropin lyrics lol blazer

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Yo u wanna battle?

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I'll battle one a yall

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ANYONE

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yo blazer , battle me dawg

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blazer this for u

look at u man, u only 15, u got a lil kid. his name is rasheem, he turned around and said daddy nice to meet u, but why the **** u gonna let this white boy beat u, i know u got a girl, shes nice and black, hell, even she dont wanna touch ur sack, cmon man try to stomp this, id like to see u, but everyone in da croud gonna fuckin boo u

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crymz, this for u

wow, u just like bill gates, except for da money, u fuccin play golf, people laugh and say "funny". u got a reputation, but not for popularity, u like it in the ass, and thats a gaurantee, ur family so poor u gotta eat posta roni, i rode ur girl like a fuccin pony.

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Quote:

look at u man, u only 15, u got a lil kid. his name is rasheem, he turned around and said daddy nice to meet u, but why the **** u gonna let this white boy beat u, i know u got a girl, shes nice and black, hell, even she dont wanna touch ur sack, cmon man try to stomp this, id like to see u, but everyone in da croud gonna **** boo u

itte check it~

battle boss you must got the forums crossed~ cause this aint the site for weak ass drops/

15 plus 4 equals 19~I did the division for ya~ I knew how much ya would struggle with out a cal-cu-la-tor/

Couple of barz spit~ im like ill se-ya-la-tor/

So get ya lyrics right before ya try start war~ you missing punches, multies and much more/

you pulled out all ya stops~ but unlike your lyrics mine come in flocks~ every word ya drop flees out the pack~so none of them are reachin me/

you like you teachin me~ your last drop was just a treat to me~battleboss white boy who can only dream he was beatin me/

my alcohol units I obtained tonite at the club ~ out number ya wins~ but I only just walked in/

gettin started~ and I knock ya back like liquor shots~ I see the boss~ and I see the boss face drop as nine pulled from my crouch/

bullet spree without a doubt~ ya life lost, as ya try an sneak past, POP there take a seat bass/

battle boss heres ya for able2know loss

laterz -1- Blazer

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Blah Blah Blah, Stop bickering ya bunch of dick hoppers,
I plan my attack like a "9 11", cus you pussies still run from the coppers,
Anybody thinks I'm playin, we'll go for another,
I'll tie ya up, snort coke and f|_|ck ya mother,
You cats lookin for trouble, you've found it,
Dont get carried away replyin, don't even allow it,
I'll fully own your asses like pimps with russian girls,
Selling your naked bodies to necrophilliacs for diamonds and pearls,
Battleboss is so basic he's giving the handicapped hope,
Kid you're spitting sick, literally speaking, watch you don't choke,
What you gettin vexted for, BOY! Calm down,
You sound as pathetic islams starving for the cause of ramadan.

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blazer wrote:

Quote:
look at u man, u only 15, u got a lil kid. his name is rasheem, he turned around and said daddy nice to meet u, but why the **** u gonna let this white boy beat u, i know u got a girl, shes nice and black, hell, even she dont wanna touch ur sack, cmon man try to stomp this, id like to see u, but everyone in da croud gonna **** boo u

itte check it~

battle boss you must got the forums crossed~ cause this aint the site for weak ass drops/

15 plus 4 equals 19~I did the division for ya~ I knew how much ya would struggle with out a cal-cu-la-tor/

Couple of barz spit~ im like ill se-ya-la-tor/

So get ya lyrics right before ya try start war~ you missing punches, multies and much more/

you pulled out all ya stops~ but unlike your lyrics mine come in flocks~ every word ya drop flees out the pack~so none of them are reachin me/

you like you teachin me~ your last drop was just a treat to me~battleboss white boy who can only dream he was beatin me/

my alcohol units I obtained tonite at the club ~ out number ya wins~ but I only just walked in/

gettin started~ and I knock ya back like liquor shots~ I see the boss~ and I see the boss face drop as nine pulled from my crouch/

bullet spree without a doubt~ ya life lost, as ya try an sneak past, POP there take a seat bass/

battle boss heres ya for able2know loss

laterz -1- Blazer

lol nice

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Taxing-The-Kidz, Time To Re-Up, Cuz I'm Back-In-The-Biz
I Leave 'Headz Swollen And Ribs Showin' Like 'Starvin African Kidz'

Hybrid you Fake FucC!
Diss Me Bitch! I'll Leave You Subdued Like Guys Who Work In Submarines!
{Sub-Dude}
You Guyz Are All Damez-N-Foolz, So How About I Speak On Pain-In-Full
My DissesAren't 'Avoidable' Like What 'Bullfighters Do When They Try And Tame-A-Bull'
{Avoidable/Avoid-A-Bull}

So **** Everyone On AB2 Who's Full Of ****... Cuz Me, Personally, I'm Not Havin-It
Most Of You Bitchez Are 'Counterfeiters' ... Like 'Guys Who Put Together Kitchen Cabinetz'!!!!
{Counter-Fitter}

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cheers hybrid blood...

peace out -1- BLazer

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I'll Leave Ya Shattered-N-Bruised, My Lyrics Will Leave Ya Splattered-N-Booed I'll Splatter-Ya-Dude, Keep Talking And I'll Batter-Ya-Crew My Lyrics Will Leave Ya Blacker-N-Blue

My Raps Are Hard-Core, You Don't Bite At All; You Bark-More You Killed Emcee's? I killed Far-More I'll Leave Ya Bashed-N-Smashed, Like Comin Off 2nd Best In A Park-Brawl

I'll Murder Ya Verbally, Try All Ya Want! Ya Aint Hurtin-Me, I'll Go On An Emcee Murder-Spree, Like I Was Purposely{purp-let-free} You Telling Ya-Self Ya Nice Is Comitting Self Purgery!

I'll Blind Ya Iris Glue Shut Ya Eye-Lids, Mash Your Brain With A High-Kick
Even At A Dollar Auction, Ya Broke Ass Still Wouldn't Be A High-Bid{Hybrid}

I'll Opposite Ya Proserity! Im Sicker then Kids Goin Through KemoTherapy
I'll Crack-Ya-Back! And Slaughter Bitches When Faggot Emo's-Stare-At-Me
My Rhymes Come With C-Bolt-Energy!

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Rap Battles On This Site Is Dead, No One Even Posts In This Thread
Im Waiting For A Reply Might Have To Go To Another Site Instead
I'll Find Ya Rap Style N ''Beat It'' Like Michael Jackson Leave Ya Screamin
Cos Your Tha Meat-Im-Cleavin I'll Leave Ya In The Street-N-Bleeding!

Have A Talk, Like Tommy Lee I'll Straight Smash-A-Dwarf
Talk **** & Ill Mash-A-Dork Hard, In Tha Back Of Their Court-Yard
Like A Cowboy I'll Rope-Ya, Chop You Up Then ''Smoke-Ya''
Im Doper! Ya'll Are Sad Cases That Belong On Oprah!

theirs 4 bars

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Im So Fast Lyrically That I Race-The-SpaceShips
Most Of These Emcee's Need To Face-The-Basics
My Spit Is So Ill That It Will Mace-Your-Faces
So Suck My Dick Bitch Cos Your Fake-N-Tasteless

A Tumultuous Lyrical Emcee I'll Turn Your Rap Career Into A Tradgedy
I Shatter My Adversaries With Violence And A Miraculous Vocabulary
Unbelievable Diss Skills That Dig Into You And Stay Stuck, Like Porcupine Quills
Stupendous Impetuous Regardless Of Your Paper n Bills These Are The Emcee's I was Born to Kill

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