Neverending Rap Battle IV

atleast he didnt bite macdaddy bitch

yo professor... i heard a bit of ur rhymes there tight man i'll battle you..

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
wit you there aint no BLOWIN up, you jus gonna be in ya room THROWIN up
i BUST TECHS TO QUEERS,
in this rap game, i put in some TRUE BLOOD SWEAT AND TEARS
i have PUNS WIT PAIN,
dis **** aint no FUN N GAMES
i have SERIOUS SPITS, so ima get FURIOUS B!TCH,
my raps, make you FEARIN **** KID
you betta be CHECKIN FABLES,
you can't get signed on a RECORD LABEL
so STACK YA CHIPS CUZ, before i SMACK YA BITCH UP
yo RAPPIN SPITS SUCK
i have BOULDERS AND ROCKS
to throw, always lookin over SHOULDER FOR COPS
especially when im STABBIN YA FACE WIT SHOVELS
and GRABBIN YA MACE N BUCKLES, BLASTIN YA FAME N beatin ur Knuckles
F*** YO BUSTINGS kid, i don't TRUST NO BODY
my RAPPIN IS PHAT, so ima be grabbin the MAG AND THE BAT,
to be CRACKIN YA ASS you a FAG AND YOU WACK,
so you betta be GRABBIN THE GAT, get yo bitch ASSES STRAPPED
i bust ON THEM LINES wit uncommon RHYMES
i betcha WONDER WHAT STOPPIN ME FEELS LIKE
you a real mcee, jus like MONEY IN MANOPOLY YEAH RIGHT
ima GRAB A MILL to BLAST AND KILL, **** what yo lame ASSES SPILL
i SHAKE HONEYS wit FAKE BUMMINGS to MAKE MONEY

Respesct man no hate

Who breaks the silence with a lyrical riot?And rhymes so phly like i switched my pen with a pilot/i haunt u mc's even in pictures cause im deadlier than a line of people waiting 4 alchohol mixtures!/u so trash u shud b rhyming next 2 a refuse bin, truth bieng, im so bright i make Jacob the Jewlerz gallery look dim!/like unenlightened people u need a news flash, and Like fabian Mcarthy i leave y'all foolz back! Whose back? Last tym u dropped knowledge is when a text book fell out ur school bag!(omg)/leav u so flat like ur sympathy's to pavements, man u take little care of ur rhymes like u a migit with patients/i make rap books as im flipin them pages not even fire hydrids can stop me and i come from burnin the stages!What!

A thugs ambition is planted on his tools
in the ghetto u aint messin wit fools
u r dealin wit men who have the experience
live a life of great deviance
once ur'e a novice,u give out some obedience
street pros teach u how to live a life of vigilance
rappers on the street are mostly freelance
battle for the papes and get involved in mix tapes
some get famous and known all over the place
once u r a guy,your eyes will set on fresh babes
take your time before u make haste
because it's the world we r livin in, not outer space.

Dropping knowledge? concepts played your rhymes fade
Being an egg will be the only time this geek gets laid
Leave him hurtin-for-ages embarrased searchin for pages
Crowd hates him, thats why they burning the stages
..You need a News-Flash? ok This f*kin Noobs-whack
Turning around will be the only time people say look "who's-BACK"
My rappin is like atletes on steroids but with no medals-lost
Only way he will spit flames is after sucking the devils-cock
This guy aint in the game.. his bitch ass aint even a challanger
sorta Like being in drag racing and only being a passenger
faggot im smashin' ya harrassin ya lyrics attackin-ya
Im flippin this ''beef'' like i was a f*kin spatchular
Punch him in the face leave him hurtin for certain
Skin him then leave his faggot ass hangin from my curtains
I'll elbow you in the cheek knock u into next week
leave you never coming out like we playing hide n seek
I guess im like ya 'girl-friend' wasnt 'feeling-ya-****'
I don't even need to continue cause im killin-ya-bitch