Neverending Rap Battle III

is that the best **** u got
i got rhymes ill' enough to tie ur tongue in a knot
im a lyrical genius, tryna get to the top spot
U a fish outta water, 'bout to be put in the crock pot
cuz im bout to cook you, and serve you for dinner
Are u done or should i slice u up thinner?..
Got ur ass in the oven 350 degrees,
Ya whole family on they knees,
beggin me KILLA PLEASE!
The timer runs out, the clocks bacc to zero
The familys cryin, the day one sucka tried to be the hero
Now his ass is on telephone poles " young male missin' "
Bitch its yo fault, that was yo decision.
Got a real taste o' who runs the block
Cops at the door knock knock..
I open that ****, tell em' they wont find you
Wave around the check book, already forgot you
Poisoned by the wait of my wallet,
The case is closed, the cops juss drop it,
They know u gone, and they know it was me
But they know not to **** wit killa Bee!
Two days later, im at it again, bacc on the street
Packin the heat, droppin a beat
Ready for any mo'fuckin punk ass m.c to challenge me

walk in the ring with a cool calm
the mic isnt just for you to drool on
the mic is something i take you to school on
quit your fake babblein on
spit breathetakeing verses of babylon
breathe breaking this battles gone
battle concious move forth battle on
in the next century
battleing on text metal bionic sentry's,
power fusion makeing you go through
cowards cower when im useing my mind like goku
in the hour of transformation you can be up to yo prime
but this is transformers an im optimus prime
your shits irrelevant
it'll take longer then ya corpse spit development
freeze on the mic from paralysis
gripping it so hard develop calluses

for realz u knw wot ya got ya self into now... lol that drop was **** yh... i admit it.. look at the rest of my bars u rookie... if ya wanna battle comon

d-d-d-anger

D-d-d-anger I preserve the state of hiphop when I rhyme you can say my lines are a sulphurized form of rappin'/
Burn holes through the hearts of these brave-less emceez litmus test their chest like acid reactions/
Trust my pump action ain't nothin' to **** with luck is a factor I illiminate out/
Skill is essential in our realm of mic-convo's anything else I suggest you close mouth/
North to South flows around here bring severe winters and frostbit shivers/
Even got Santa takin' another route so attention for- realz make sure when u enter u save the bad-mouth/
Cuz a representer is what I be, probably the best u'll come across/
Holdin' up fingers in the air just like Jesus did with the cross/
im Like a sling-shot I rock hard lyrics that get launched at ya/
I'm spittin' lightnin' rods call up the riot squad cuz some of these emcess r bout to be minus/
My left-right swing acts up like a sinus when violence is the only exit/
Have your back bent the other way now u lookin' like that logo for lexus/
I'm flexin' my word play/Givin' u for-realz your worst day/
Ya'll not hard with bars that take the place of dirt clay/
The squadron gots them gourmet type rhymes It'll be insane to bite mines/
Now u took the piss out of my weak drop I go lyrics no other emcee cud think of/

That not my war barz if ya wanna battle thn call me up yh…

I not hatin on ya, u just seen me weak drop an attacked/ but wen the best rappers got called up I didn't see ya name in the pack/ is that y u challenge me wanna be part of the pack blood/

I want 2 battle danger

young hybrid seriously lol... y u tryin to hed for that top spot... one minute yeah some advice look at ya barz inprove them thn holla back at me yh... peace out.. d-d-d-anger -1-

lets battle anyone an everyone

how come the buildings beside 9 11 didn't go down
but few blocks away charges set 7th building ready to go now
was it really terrorism
or was it insurance policy , and the terror livin
in the policed streets
peace beats destruction
mental construction of brain waves
instrumentals make my brain brave
smoke weed get yo head stoned become a brain grave
develop speech patterns an lyrical math from
rhymes that reach Saturn ,spiritual fathom
im talking about in the darkest corners of the universe
its spirits u all have um
when im doin a verse
my rhymes gravitate an go celestial
got a better view outerspace with extraterestials ,
an artificial intellegince
audible missles no longer holds relevance
due to telekinisis an anatomics
telling you my thesis on how i dropping bombs quick


don't bark at a dog less u wanna get barked at
spit so much make a fog where you hearts at
cmon dog flow some of that intelligent smart rap
you don't wanna start that
be smart don't get your heart cracked
lyrical quick sand your heart trapped
lyrics kill quick an the more you struggle the more your hearts wrapped
in debris fighting style melee leave your spines arch cracked
writeing style free behind enemy lines make you march back
in time for decades
b4 techs,blades were crafted to fight with
now in the generation generateing renegades gotta use mic fists \
golden grip of midas
step up an try an fight us
cause you aint ever right-just wrong
write cusses that rush strong with momentum
in the winners circle of you there no mention

trick or treat or treat a trick and get stoned
pick a beat and speak yo ish you gettin dethroned
toned down but stayin sharp keepin my rhymes honed
you gettin condoned overlooked and quickly disowned
I'm zoned thinkin how last night your b*tch moaned
as I groaned poundin my d*ck into her vaginal cavity
Reminder to MC's f**kin with me is like battlin gravity
you sufferin from depravity thinkin you'll win against O.B.
you know me then you know I'm the one to go see
your girl know this thats why shes ridin my d*ck
came through f**ked every b*tch in the clique
got my pants saggin, hat to the side, arm tatted with a spade
sittin in the shade, always dreamin of gettin paid
O.B. I'm a freak, hold up, let me speak
O.G. on the creep, ok flows complete

not really directed at anyone, just bored right now. I didnt take you mentioning my name offensively Dj Quick I was just pointing out that I noticed is all. Keep elevating peeps

bord so gona drop sum barz...

[D]uda-[D]uda DANGER!!

An it no secret that the major factor is money/(keep husslin')
My life denominates the ends so eventually I end-up livin life str8 comfy/
Plush lands for me and the fame bar stand in the pad stacked with exotic brands of bubbly/ My state-of-mind feels lovely Oops! Another freestyle leak'd out!/ I'm back at the peak now so suddenly/ Its true us dudes is rugby Too hard to budge me/ Trust me, the budget I'm tryin' to maintain is on an increase monthly Though little its on a sucka free basis/ I'm afraid my lungs might suffer from asbestos-cakin' from my long basement durations/ While wastin' more than enough time required to design genuine style with no traces/ Or cases Big faces are my preference when it comes to the currency's statement/ Veteran with greatness on the mic plus betterment to the insight/ Of lifes entirety D-d-danger aka "variety while keepin' it tight"/ For this site, for the crew, for black-white-and -black dj quik an hitman stays keepin' it true/ For a cause worth holdin' down the biggest come-up hip-hop might ever view/ I stay gracie'-malnourished minds like traditional Sundays with the rice and stew/ Send u back-off to bible-school (get it?!)/If u scared of the way our rifle-shoots/ Lyrical disciple'd troops- militiant takin over microphone booths/ Steel-toe on the Tim-boots strapped high, leave the tounge loose/ No need to brag-about it, got a different opinion lets debate about it/ Its ok to shake about it, after you call truce/Cuz word on the street, is me and my peeps treat the mic like weapon body-slammin' lame-rhymin' like Zues

peace out -1-

CHICKEN CAESAR RAP!

It's lunchtime, let's go down the pub
The word is out, they sell good grub
A real big meal or something light
They've sparkling wine and red and white
They've Chardonnay stocked in the cellar
It goes down well with Mozzarella
C'mon people, don't need no map
Let's all do the Chicken Caesar Wrap

Hail to Caesar, what a geezer
Leave your ice cream in the freezer
Keep your curry, don't want no pizza
All I eat is Chicken Caesar

There's Ciabatta Toast with Seasoned Chips
And Mushrooms served with Garlic Dips
Tiger Prawns in White Wine Sauce
They say it is their tour de force
They've Home Made Soup with Bloomer Bread
If that is what you want instead
C'mon people, don't need no map
Let's all do the Chicken Caesar Wrap

Julius Caesar, real big cheeser
People sank down to their kneesa
From Ancient Rome through to Greeca
For your Chick Chick Chicken Caesar


I don't know if this is your style
But I'll hang around here for a while
Though if all that you want is ****
I guess, my friends, this isn't it.

The cheap rubber split, his whole existance was a mistake,
Its true dangers nuttin to **** wit, he's a genuine fake,
He wants to beef on here, I'm a cut him into pieces and fry him like steak,
And danger, you can keep that as evidence of my wackest ever bar,
Make an attempt at me, I got you trapped tight like fetus's in a jar,
The only danger you causin is firing a mack on grand theft auto,
Ya whole gimmick is a fantasy, I'm a be dangerous and bloody up ya torso,
Contageous, when I pump aids inside ya like third world blood transfusions,
Your verses aint a reflection of who you really are, they creatin opticle illusions,
A word of advice danger, Duck low Im puttin ya life in danger,
You wanna dance wit a nine while I'm aiming at ya,
You're like a pussy on legs, you can get f*ucked about,
You get wetted all ova the place, then you scream an shout,
You keep talkin **** about dollars, I'll expose you like foreign sex trade,
Spreading ya ass cheeks, takin a big gay dick is the only way you gettin paid,
I'm spitting this **** at you, so I can get it off my chest,
17 bars making the truth a whole lot easier to digest.

Itte check it yeah emjey

Ill hit ya back

d-d-danger!!!!

EMJEY Your rhymes bring eye sores hypnotizing minds into dry snores/
Exceeding the mileage on your car's dashboards is the only time you seeing "high scores"/ Your spine meets floors when battling me/ I'm a cold war vet when direct-in' mass defeats on trash emcees/ U're last to me...I'm the reason Poets "turn-up" Dead like polluted fish heads collapsed in seas/ U gets soiled with ease to the point your second death gets standing ovations/ With you "kissing the mouth" of a loaded barrel is my idea of diplomatic relations/ I'll hang u adjecent to your "family tree's" placement as I shorten your duration on microphones/
U get frustrated with my unorthodox gyrations seeing how I put fear into your clones/ You did make me chuckle on that fry him like a steak line/
But is that really the best punch you could throw?/
Dawg, U couldn't "get a good line out" even if you dialed with a "9" on your company's desk phone/ With my fist up next to your face u gettin' "finger-fuhk'd" like trumpets on love tunes/ U're gettin run through even your spirit gets evicted for being dumb too/ Your alkaline lyrics couldn't balance this test while I'm corroding your chest with text/ wet in methylene blue Now lets see who's really see through/ My 'acidic' lyrics neutralise emjey so I **** his criticism / My thoughts flow thru my mind deeper than the Pacific/ When im sparkin a free, mc's drop n 'leave' me like im bark of a tree/ Shining light to the darkest mc's u a silly dude at the end of this battle a carcus u'll be/ Aint nobody fuckin wit me coz ur wack punches dont harm me/ Only way u can battle is fightin in the U.S army,bitch u dont alarm me/ I was born to win, **** a battle I call it a Hip Hop tournament/ But ur rhymes crack me up like a fragile fallen ornament/
U cant always be triumphant, I hope u can accept a lose/ Even with three pairs of socks on ur feet u still wont fill my shoes/ EMJEY'!
These rhymes that I type will always sound clever with the beats/ Im the deepest thing since potholes to ever hit the streets/ like elasticity my explicitcy shocks mc's like electricity/ Unexplainable like a foreign choligraphy/ Hip Hop dignitry,pure breed pedigree/ u a limbless bitch so u cant step on me/ kill u with my lyrical weaponery/ opposite of friendly so pleez dont tempt me/ Next time u'll bust off the top of ur head is watchin a homosexual sex tape/ I got my pawn on ur king motherfucka, so CHECKMATE

Was a good try blood… peace out -1- d-d-danger

i goin away for a couple days so... if ya reply ill read it all wen i get back yh... safe -1-

VOTES ON MINE AN EMJEY BATTLE..... plz !!!

hey yo
y'll cats ain't ready STL BAby


you know me so you know i speak the truth
guessing that i hot looking at the flames in the booth
thinking you a hot shot i shoot you on the roof
and before you fall off i put your neck in a louse

wanna battle

Contageous, when I pump aids inside ya like third world blood transfusions,

That line, by eMjey, made my blood run cold.

Hey its young hybrid sry i got banned and danger i appreciate the advice but i think ur scared ta battle me juss cuz im new dnt mean i aint better than u

Im off in the club
niggas mean muggin
like O.J simpson
black dickies black glovin
niggas get the biz if they mouth start runnin
**** the metal detector u know i got my gun in

nebody wanna battle... call me out.

i call u out
lets go