Neverending Rap Battle IV

to:kemikal

i'm not being emotional,i'm just being plain.have u seen my response to ur so called"sample"?if u have then u'll have been quiet by now.

Im down for a battle if anyone wants to??

Just hatched, this B-Mac, I bust his knee caps
cock-suck, dumb fu*k only fu*ks his free raps
One punch, thumbs up N Im cussin' these cats
for lunch, i crunch, hun-dreds of wacks...
Punch... And collapse, come on N scrap
I'll grab N pull your tongue to ya lap....
Somethin' is wack, you come across as crap
one things for certain, I aint got a loss to that!
I gotta tap, my keyboard for two minutes
To write this verse that leaves you all but finished.
Im finished, last bar N it's definantly making scars
If you did porn flix you still wouldn't "raise the bar"...

Rap games just give me the static
listen nigga,don't panic
guns poppin out and i'm sinking enemies like titanic
heavyweight champion,i'm a classic
blasting magnums like an elastic
i'm getting drastic
dealing hard wit plastics
get money from cash tricks
reading your mind like a psychic..

So im startin off this battle,well ma name is B Mac,
im droppin lines from when im up to when i hit th sack.
Although im not from th hood,i rap like im fo real,
so you better not,blow yo top,so just sit down and chill.
As i say i aint a gangster so i wont talk bout bustin caps,
but i still like hip-hop so i'll talk talk bout bustin raps.
So i gotta start wit u,huh,mr big man mc slippers,
but although i haven't heard yo rhymes they probably stink like kippers.
Im just joshin man,yo rhymes are probably tight,
but people think that mine are too and u best believe they right.
Im gonna wrap it up now, so u dnt get tired readin,
but just remember i aint tired an rest aint what im needin.

Yo up man time to bust yo wkd rhymes

So im startin off this battle,well ma name is B Mac,
im droppin lines from when im up to when i hit th sack.
Although im not from th hood,i rap like im fo real,
so you better not,blow yo top,so just sit down and chill.
As i say i aint a gangster so i wont talk bout bustin caps,
but i still like hip-hop so i'll talk talk bout bustin raps.
So i gotta start wit u,huh,mr big man mc slippers,
but although i haven't heard yo rhymes they probably stink like kippers.
Im just joshin man,yo rhymes are probably tight,
but people think that mine are too and u best believe they right.
Im gonna wrap it up now, so u dnt get tired readin,
but just remember i aint tired an rest aint what im needin.

kk listen upp..
now every one listen to me
i aint no wanna b mc
so now im in the clear
you better start to fear
coz like winnie the poo
you aint got a clu
haha any one wants to challenge me yhoor turn to spaghetti
and no ya little pen knife and no match for my machetti
sorry bout that im a little bit destressed
but thank god i now got that off my chest
oh no here comes moree...
remember im not a wanna b so dont mess with me
as ya mum found out afta she nearly gave me hiv
my lyricks are so **** fresh
they hit like bullets to ur flesh
but thats anuf of that
and remeber plz dont shoot me with ya 1mm gat

peace out ...
the hood legend

B mac wrote:

So im startin off this battle,well ma name is B Mac,
im droppin lines from when im up to when i hit th sack.
Although im not from th hood,i rap like im fo real,
so you better not,blow yo top,so just sit down and chill.
As i say i aint a gangster so i wont talk bout bustin caps,
but i still like hip-hop so i'll talk talk bout bustin raps.
So i gotta start wit u,huh,mr big man mc slippers,
but although i haven't heard yo rhymes they probably stink like kippers.
Im just joshin man,yo rhymes are probably tight,
but people think that mine are too and u best believe they right.
Im gonna wrap it up now, so u dnt get tired readin,
but just remember i aint tired an rest aint what im needin.

You HIT-THE-SACK?.... Ha, Yeah I can PICTURE-THAT
One of those kids who sits on Santa's CHRISTMAS-LAP
FORGIVE-ME-CHAP, but your LINES-ARE-WRITTEN-CRAP
And I know you aint hood, cause ya RHYMES-ENVISION-THAT

And ENOUGH-OF-THAT, **** talk about you BUSTING-RAPS
Ya ONE-ATTACK injure's about as much as a RUSTY-GAT
MY PUNCHING-BAG, A hobbie of mine is CRUNCHING-FAGS
Stab him deep and repeat.... when his STOMACH-SCABS

I smell like a CHAMP, but BRO-YA-THINK-ITS-KIPPERS,
Well you smell like a DAMP, pair of OPERAH-WINFREY'S-KNICKERS
IM-GOING-TO-WIN-THIS-MISSION, And Bitch, it's a KNOWN-OCCASION
That he has no choice on rest... since he's now a COMA-PATIENT