Neverending Rap Battle IV

no offence intended but damn you all need sum skoolin, wheres the multis? word play? themes? origionality? fookin passion? lol

yo thanks for sticking up for me xvirus

hahahahaha now really mister b ganna beat me
look even u xvirus couldent win here
ya ya ya i am in lebanon dumi
and i am making the begest song about ur mumi
and ya u didnt talk to us about ur story
ohhhh u are embaresed sorry sorrry
but man look at u u are helping mister b in something few
but tomorow u will be down ya even u two
boooooooow hahahah look how u jump frpm ur bed
scraming and saying help help
man 2 pac couldent help u in rap
u want mister b help u now with that
man sry but he is ganna learn u more and more crap
and anyway u let the job for mister b
ya cause u are loosing hip hop with me
we alll now that u come here and writ little words
ya but i showe them ur rap too all the world
ya i swear and they are laghing at u dork
man i told u before my lyrics are made of gold
so wy are u still talking huh yo
ok xvirus and mister b dog
u two are battling just two on one but on 15 years old
haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa man u couldent even beat me
i am not ganna say ua re not good in rap xvirus
ya but u pu spmeone in our battle who put a rap from hes diares
hahaha man u say thats a deal
but ya i just feel that u put mister b
ya u put him and he is not making a fuckin thing here
man het me back mister b
and xvirus u destroy the deal
that mean u lost ya man thats real
sry ur outie now mister b show me something u can beat meeeee

Well your rhymes are filler, they don't really say anything. You got no word-play, No multis, No decent punches. Not saying your whack, But I haven't seen anything decent from you.. This is more of a diss forum then a battle forum, because not many people are compitent enough to actually put in a real vote.

Lmao? i missed this? You need to improve alot before I slaughter you again..

Man, YO YO
every body take a shower
cz in a few day u will die in a hour
no one can live forever
and i will broke ur heart clever
u think u have a class
but u forget to kiss ur ass
u look like u love ur mother
and u always say ''************''

kobra kifak ya kobra khalina nkhaz2onana w yek
la xvirus w misterb inta khod mister b w ana bekhod xvirus ok

YO YO
EVERYbody look at mister b
he don't know what to be
he always sad help me
cz his name is mister b
he don't even sing rap
he eat some crap
he always sad''i can''
but don't forget he is a little man

kobra, u wanna a battle **** me with me,
dont think your big **** going after mister b,
Dude, im **** with you relentlessly, permanently, furiously,
Decapitate you tenaciouscly,
there wont be too much space between you and me,
**** the remedy, ill infect you and your pussy ass highney,
blimey, you a ******* pommy, invite you over for tea, and coffee,
Poison you, like a real cobra waiting for his prey ready,
steady, go, with the show, ima let myself loose and let off with the blows,
this is my show, im the star, your somewhere else down low,
nobody knows, your not even good enough to be a foe,
im just punishing you for acting outa control,
you think you da ****, you aint even good enough to be mister b's hoe,
just go, i lyrically destryoed you just now so,
its time to get the **** outta here and **** leave mister b alone

i signed to rocafella an im full of filler...ok mate

im all about proper writing dont really battle...

look at thais drop i did on here age ago... an if u say i weak then fine but i signed and that all that matters


I'm captivating this art to an unknown level~/
its like asking the sky what is beyond heaven~/
questions formulated while answers lie~/
contaminated in the bedrock of lies, manipulated~/
anticipated my foes aligned like mystic astrology~/
God knows i line every rhymes with priestly micology~/
every syllable is part of a complex verbal syllabus~/
educate with lyrical miracles heated like thermal pinacles~/
black Jesus nailed to a white cross in flames~/
a million gold chains could never toss the pain~/
its beyond money and wealth, its metaphysical~/
psychological like findin the word alpha beta musical~/
power in words, power in verbs, so i do~/
wed with my freedom o' speech, sweetest taboo~/
i've been chained for too long, been blind for longer~/
now i broke ma chains opened my eyes, define my hunger~/

the mic is my mistress
ink i spill is a virgins bleeding in distress~/
paper the mattress on which we passionately entangle
the wetness is provoked by pen strokes at angles~/
buried in lyrical karma sutra
there is passion in rhymes like there is passion in crime~/
when i fashion a line i build a mansion in time~/
in a thousand years they'll call it antique relics in rap history~/
blazers secrets to rhymes like we tryna decode Egyptians hieroglyph icy~/


~blazer~

i never cheat and let kobra alone dog
u never beat even one from here yo
u was battling me but u loose dawg
ya evrybody now that hole
u are playing with kobra like a kid
ya he will beat u just wait a little bit

everyone look at mister b
he sing 123
i will show him what to be
i will take a minute and i will see
he is not a raper
he is ************
but he is not a real killer
i think he play football
so when he loose he take the ball
and put it into his hole

~check it~

~ blazer ~
never forget where i came from


piece the evidence to prosecute the presidents~
for grandiose plans to mark history with eminence~/
the pestilence walks the corridors of violence, hence~
the media bathes in blood and war~ where's the ends~/
talk of our friends in places higher than junkies~
money monkeys steal from the lower dunkies, we only hungry~/
with a few keys to be hustled in the name of hope
provided we dont bustle and use up the dope~/
how we cope is a mystery like Christ among men~
if u wise the wrong men~ then the next turn is the coroner~/
and ya corner of hell burns warmer than summer on mercury~
eliminate any sucka who dreams of merkin me~/
blazer never retreats~ face the political beast~/
black fist like Tommy Smith~ '68 ways to feast~/
and feed the revolution of the nigga evolution~
black Darwin~ we gonna win but the trigger's no solution~/
especially when its pulled on family~peak of insanity~
this is to be done intellectually~ and properly~/
so Luther, Malcolm and Steve Biko can smile in Black Heaven~
educate the lil chicos on the value of brethren~/
tell 'em of Shaka and how conspiracy killed Lumumba~
tell 'em the life expectancy of the average nigga~/
the world is crazy i'm the only one in my senses~
cus they dont hear me when i speak like i mix my tenses~/
but i blow saxons like angels in heaven choir~
God knows my Quest is still under fire~/


look kruger no beef but if u say i not a good writer then u must just not like my style...

and i knw what ya mean about the forum
no1 goin to set a proper vote

ie
multies/ who win
word play/ who win
punches/ who win
enjoyment/ who win
etc

plus quoting good lines etc

then overall verdict/ who wins who doesn't

to many emcee on here are unable to evaluate a battle properly...

just puttin i think 'name' wins aint a vote people...


~blazer gone~

hey mister b battle me spit me first then i will hit u back

coool blazer thats a real **** rap

how is it ****... it about true happening... how that weak...? funny

lol i mean its perfect man i am a arabic man i dont now very good englich

is mister b still leavving?

o rite cheer mohamadz...

~blazer~ -1-

i don't battle u mohammadz cz u are than clever and strong than me