Neverending Rap Battle IV

who dares enter the shizzle lair?!

am enterin in many streets
where am finding milioners
attackin them a lot of thieves
that why they called <againsts> .
in da last head of dat streets
am findin poors with blood tears
leavin spoors without heals
prayin on their weak knees
searchin on their day meals
while milioners doin deals
while da thives busy in steals
and ma head full of much things
infront me da life browse bils
waitin some moments to reach
to get start livin in new pitch
far from old whack life bitch
far from every bad snitch'
am not poor or like that rich
am just x who need a wish
to spit hes words in hes speach
and get free from dis pitch...
even wen da world replayin this...

MC Kruga is a no show! Let it be known!

But im here now so it dont matter!!!!!!!!!!!!

if u think ur'e prodigy show me some skills,
cos i got more skills like tip drills.

LOL...then drop then kid......

il battle u two in one time
il win with 1 line
u two still inviting eachothers ...whos ganna begin and who's ganna ryme
but am ganna tell u from now....the vicctory is mine
none of u two ganna drop....am sure not even a line
cause maybe u two got a simple head....and a really simple mind :wink:
el 7amdulilah ur not ganna read mine......cause ur ganna get blind
its mohamad ones !!!!......that mean fo sure its ganna shine
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MohamadZ__________~~~~~~________~~~~~~~______~~~~_________~~~~~__________~~~~~_
AND KRUGA STOP HIDDING FROM BiGBoNS just be a man and ryme

sometimes i look to da sky
theres stars shinin <<human>>
theres reason to cry
without sayin hi say bye
this is da life game
always we lose da gd guy
whos pains r these<<its>>
whos life gettin bad <<my>>
whos story is on line not fine
who had lost 1 and now 10
shut up and listen up
now to hard to be with da professionals on da top
i play da mothe fuckin game many times
but it stoped i droped out
my voice got out like a shout
words gotten out but in closed mouth
even if am down workin to be up
da life retern me back from da start
without cariin to those words >>whos unheart<<
and alway replayin...the same mothe fuckin

who's da kid ,you squid!
prodigy,don't make me.
if u think u can rap,ur'e crazy.
cos i'll bite ur head off like i got rabies
u and ur whole click are a bunch of babies.
damn,my raps will infect u like scabies,
and i got more ladies,youv'e only got women who are just oldies
born from the 1960's to the 1980's

--------SHOW ME WHAT U GOT!---------------

someone drop a verse or something, shits getting boring here

Wy cant u fuckin drop smthn

ooo big **** mohamad, i aint battling you mate, you got absolutely no skills and say the same crap which doesnt make sense man. You say your still learning, well learn by shutting up and listening no by talking ****.
Anyone else here wanna battle?

fo real xvirus ur getting stupide day afta day

THIS DROP THEY CALL IT RAP
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A bit of mystery lies in history's eyes/
Cuz in time the facts and the figures get twisted with lies/
The devil tried to kiss us goodnight/ But he hides/
That's how a proven fact is simply denied/
I am a victims - victim of time/
Victimized by the victory of viciousness the system revised/
They say a century's passed - nothing can bring them to life/
I say our memories last - at least admit to your crimes/
I try to look these little kids in their eyes/
As they're watching their mother's demise/
She's cut - blood drips from her thighs/
She was pregnant - they're ripping her stomach - it's slit from the sides/
Just so they could guess on the sex of the kid that's inside/
They had us walking and walk in the blistering sun/
Sands of the deserts as far as our vision can run/
They had us walking in circles - walk till we starve/
Oh Lord, I hate ?'em! - Forgive me, it's wrong but I'm scarred/
They planted the seeds of hate in my heart - it keeps growing/
My heartbeat's slowing/ My heart just keeps hoping/
Cuz we'll never - ever!- give up on our cause/
Cuz we owe it to all the people we lost/




~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~MOHAMADZ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

HA!HA!HA!

i ain't talking to u mohamadz,or watever ur name is .mind ur own business,i dare u.i'll throw u bombs like how iraq bombed lebanon.

eh BIGBONEZ... i said niether do you bro... drop sum weak **** so i can rip you apart infront of all these fakesz man... just try me.. haha....i'll show u sum f***in multies and punches homie

~ RICH RAP~

Refuse to give in - our wounds are dripping like bloody hell/
From brutal whippings to crucifixions with rusty nails/
But who will listen/
The truth is hidden/
Massacres and cruel killings/
To snatching our future kingdom and commonwealth/
But where is the promised help?/
They distance ?'em from it/
well,is this what you wanted?/
Man, it's just making me sick to my stomach/
Cuz Hitler has done it afterwards/
Following the Ottaman's example - can you handle me quoting this bastard's words?/
Cuz see in '39 this' how your friend spoke:/
(After all, who remembers Armenians today")- end quote/
Forgive and forget? - no/
History repeats - this leach is draining us - let go!/
This battle against hope/
We gather around/
We light our candles in crowds/
These tears land on the ground/
Each year standing so proud/
Together we holding banners and shout/
But it's spreading thru empty space that doesn't travel the sound?
Nobody wants to hear us!
The population just can't see thru the mess/
The way you treat one case determines what people'll do next/
Souls can't peacefully rest/
till the killer's secret's confessed/
Buried in our holy lands that we now don't even possess/
It's taken/ Pardon my phrases, I'm blatant/
But all these nations are shaking the arms of satan for the sake of armybases/
We're praying to God to make'em admit it - we're still hoping/
But they still won't and that's why these wounds are still open/



MOHAMADZ

Some of my work..Put on another site to get feedback, check it..

Geocentric Catastrophies
Push You Toward Infamy, I Slash Emcees
Majestic Ways, Oblitherate You With My Coo' Style
Vacate The Premises, My Deafet Futile
Drivin' You Wild
Reality Fryin' Ya Dome
Cut Out Ya Brain Like Lobotomy
And Dump It Inside Of A Clone
Inconceivable Humanity Born
Leavin' Reality Torn
Challenge Inevitable, We Never Passed The Struggle
In Fact, Its Like Bein Encarserated In A Plastic Bubble
Turnin' Ya Cash To Rubble
Sentimental Tradgedy, Im Killed Inside
The Good Die Young, No Wonder I'm Still Alive
Im Sure Some Idiot Think This Shi' Is Funny
But How Funny Is It That People Kill For A Lil Bit Of Money?
Mentally Jailed, Lookin' At Life Through A Crack In The Wall
With These Genocidal Terrors, Lucky Im Rappin' At All
The Pain Of Reality Is Like Gettin Brutally Stabbed In The Balls
I Remember The Number Of Psychiatrist That I've Seen
Your Pissed That I'm Mean
But This World Is Harsh, Im Jus' Bein Mean With It
Cuz This Earth Can Assassinate You In One Mean Minute
And Take Your Self-Esteem With It
Until Our Galaxy Is Eroded And Decrepit
And Aliens Provide The Fattality, Come And Wreck It

PRODIGY IS OUT OF DA SCENE .HE COULDN'T HANDLE THE HEAT WIT ME...NEXT PATIENT!!!