Neverending Rap Battle IV

ay yo anyone who will step up.. smith is back boys AHA

yo i'm SICK-SPITTEN.. more than {KNICK-WHEN-HITTEN} i was raised by lions thats why i'm "KILLIN-THIS-KITTEN"...man i'll UNLOAD-A-CLIP.. DE-ROAD-YAH-QUICK... and wit a flick of the wrist i'll EXPLODE-WIT-HITS..{POPPIN-CAPS}...every time i'm STOMPIN-RAPS sendin sick rips everytime i'm CHOPPIN-CATS\\\ BACK-TO-BACK\\\ SHREDDIN-SAILS with RUSTY-NAILS.... rippin off cob webs cuz your [DUSTY-WIT-FAILS]!!! your up against COLE-SMITH>>> causing SOULS-TO-SPLIT you know i'm better but ur jus gunna have to ROLE-WIT-IT--- clash HEADS-WIT-A-HATER "all i really need to do is put this PEN-TO-THIS-PAPER.. one day i'll put you down so you quite makin sounds.. make sure yah DEAD-BUT-MAYBE-LATER>><< better watch out cuz i'll BATTER-YAH-DUDE--- SPLATTER-YAH-CREW...eyes spitten purple rings when i leave yah BLACKER-N-BLUE

your latest attack seems a little dark
looks like u'd fit in more down pigeon park
your latest attack seems a little weak
lucky for u that i'll turn th other cheek now its my turn 2 speak
after this response u'll be up the creek
without a paddle, u better jus saddle up an fly
fly 4 the hills, leave u wit your pills
an hospital references
i aint got no preferences, u choose the stage
mountain top, desert, New York or cage
ill match u bar for bar, im way under par
im ahead of the game, u've jus missed ur train
by the sounds of things, hittin th fast food early
now i got u by th short an curlies, drownin ur sorrows
in MC D's shakes wit no plan 4 tomorrow
not only the heart that breaks, its time 2 demoralise u
hyponotise u, with these outrageous rhymes
to combat ur musical crimes
now its me an the polizea
on ur back, its al rite 2 fear
mental weakness cd hit any1
bt its hit u like a ton of bricks
its gonna take more than a quick fix
none of your hospital tricks
ur infirmary obsession
this battle is jus like a practise session
with the vocabulary in my possession
inducing depression with my verbal oppression
an now its time for one last digression:
im sorry ur mother has shuffled off this mortal coil
it must have caused you some internal toil
bt once agen ur rhyme like conan doyle
sherlock homes master
story turns faster
winding like a snake, the speckled band
movin so quickly, like whipserin sand
an 2 end this monologue with undying glory
ur ma is jus like of of his stories
in that the ending is fitting
it was the butler that did it.

was tryin ne text sytle take it no1 likes it back to my old style an hitting

fourscorewithfries

~check it~

~blazer~

My moms past away~ Rest. In .Peace ~ we lover her~//
in these relentless rhymes u see a demon at his worst uncovered~//
Pain in your vein pulsating vividly~ like the broken heart of a lover~//
Discover! The feeling of your own oesophagus cleansed tight~ now u struggling to breath like you've been wrap in covers~//

Fourscore you don't do research~ because if you took a momentary look at my old style~ you wouldn't of drop your verse~//
In your mind wishing you could reverse your rhyme~ I have you cooked, sizzling like you were maccy d's French fries~//
Living your life of lies~ the heartless lines~ id love to see you focus in the yellow eyes while you own mother dies~//
Pitch black hospital full of agonizing cries~ grasp them up add them to my rhymes~//
neuron system in you spine gets attack by ever single dieing cry~ one lesson to be learn thats think before you write a rhyme~//


blazer -1-
the las drop was weak i know cheers ''hitman'' as i know you. for pointin that out
was just experimenting

Yo all you playas gotta stop wastin' yo time the champ is here i came to get mine, if you dont know who i be you be sein me pretty soon anyways im the BET top HIT LIST...IM Here to shine...homie you know i get mine if you mess with me you betta be prepared to get yo ass shined cus i dont play around i grab ma 9 and click clack boom yo ass is mine

lol your last rap sounds more like a pop song, gone wrong,
Youve surpassesed britney spears but this aint where you belong,

Its easy, you came along, just to grab some attention,
but blazer asked for mc's, i didnt realise that faggots got a mention,

perspiration? dawg im hot more than boxers blocking shots,
but you'll be left afraid, with a wet trail down to you socks,

Onslaught? is that what you call that last rhyme that you threw,
dawg "hit me baby one more time" was more like rap than you,

Just face it dawg, your a little a little child and im just too far ahead,
Coz last time you were scared in the dark now your in your mammas bed,