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actin mental offensive & melt within seconds - you ain't felt with shit ethics - my text welt & give lessons - you suck dick at writing so hard they just fly in your mouth via accidental telekinetics - I architect monument document slalom yep - ill dope - keep watching yourself be killed though - in other words my verses crack yet you still smoke - release all that aggression outside of those eery words & you might transform like Bruce Banner into Scaredy Smurf - the potential towers - I anticipate each conjuring but finished product's as if you pushed a Jenga block with pistol shot rip you like scissor jog - pen circles round you Tazmanian Devil 'til your at a pillar top like a spinning top - everything I script is hot - consider Godzilla fire spittle your mind'll giggle at its vulnerability adjacent my peaceful meditation methods proving diamond's brittle - suppose agitation but couldn't break stability lyrically literally - erase your filler & a biter would die famished too - so delusional that I wouldn't share a snack with you ;- I concoct art so legit Acrophobia develops excessively tangible because solid ground's outcha view & a little fall would splatter you - self-destructing drivel inflated & it's displayed poorly - & got doubly destroyed purely from how i'm nice with it, homie -
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I walk down the street, so cold and lonely Look around at all the faces who don't know me I'm a nobody but maybe if I could shoot like Kobe Life would turn around like Job after the world disowned me Trying to mentally flip it, but trying to force it like Kenobi Just a bowl that needs cheese to go with my macaroni Just a misfit with a sick wit when the vinyl disc hits Put the headphones on and get lost without a witness Eyes closed, imagination on, doubt off, cast aside listless Now I can see like citrus, writing a writ of a hit list It's a bit of a sickness no hot lemon tea can fix this not even hibiscus when I kick this like six triplets Suddenly capricious situations switch auspicious I'm not avaricious, I'm ambitious in a sea of average fishes When I rap, just add up the minutes that pass and let's get at it bitches! Get your twitter locked while you pussies piss in the litterboxes I'm ready to pitch to you idiots so skip to the hitter's boxes I'm not a rap god, I'm a rap arthropod with configured robotics Exoskeleton made of metal, ready to kick up the notches Smack your subconscious like a monster twisting her glottis Like doing palates and karate like Michelle Watty kicking some crotches Leave the atheists and godless sobbing in the midst of the goddess Bitches running like botched robberies stealing watches from pockets And BFF Lockets, sucking their blood out with my proboscis It's impossible to stop this, turning obsolete like facade of agnostics Y'all believe in me now, letting loose carcinogenic catharsis An arsonist martian armed with a retardedly harmful metatarsus Kicking ass and parsing my targets with the smarts that I harness Your brainfarts smell like armpits, reducing your art to a carcass What is there to battle? There's no competition, not even a contest From the onset, the concepts are objectively a complex slab of nonsense It's a godsend, this blockhead doesn't comprehend logic or process The context gets no comment because the whole project lacks all contents It's an exercise in frivolity, but riddle me this - Somewhere in this drivel, cuz that's what this idiot gets Have you ever went to dinner with a schizophrenic Who's bent in a Bentley, stepping out to a Denny's and it's emetic to the point you need a medic to eat there cuz the service is pathetic If you get fat, why do calisthenics to get shredded when you can post edited pics on reddit? But in all seriousness, who pays the bill, you, him or the voices in his head that you betted would show up, even as a skeptic and ready, then when all you did was order a refreshing cold Pepsi And look at the receipt and it's extra damn messy, he went and ordered the better-than-sex spaghetti With your credit card, blamed Rebecca Sue Betsy, his invisible friend who he says he can sense is just sketchy Chop him to bits with a mental machete, but it's not his fault that he burst into epilepsy as soon as they said "breakfast is ready!" So if I'm delusional, don't even dare share a snack with me, not even mac n' cheese Actually, if you do, make sure it's the crab legs from red lobster or applebee's In fact, just throw the whole crab shack at me, go ahead, take another crack at me I'm just a rhyme factory, manufacturing rap mastery hacking you up like maccabees stepping on a landmine that Ayn Rand signed that led to an explosion of and-signs Koreans hiding after holding up fan signs to duck Manning throwing interceptions at halftime Hit Bruno Mars in the side of the head so hard that he thought he was Freddy Mercury So I stepped in and performed neurosurgery and swapped his brain with Kirstin D's So now he's kissing Spiderman upside-down in the rain, close the the curtains please So if you try and murder me, my murmur is murderous, so you're never close to merking me Just jerk off until your arm is as strong as Hercules, lurking like a lurker just to hurt marines It's not working, I use the keyboard like stroking the piano hitting all the perfect keys My circuitry modified so I move at unearthly speeds, surfing seas, irking urban bees They want to sting me, but can't get in the ring with me, can't put down ink like me Can't think like me, idiots thinking they can attempt my incinerating idiosyncrasies synthesized ice rink about to turn hot, melt and you can sink with me Sit down and have a drink with me, turn around and rethink your tinkering flirting with disaster after seeing the last chapter, turned my opponent's insults into laughter Put them in a cast, and not a background actor, now the moment where I chop these dolts with a ginzu hacker Cuz the only thing I splatter is your grammar all over the canvas with a panzer Run like a hamster from a mad adder to put your grey matter on a silver platter The mad hatter's back in this manor about to shatter shit rappers with hammer Trample you cancer from a nuclear reactor, not with chemo, but with an impact making a fracture
I don't smoke crack motherfucker, I sell it!
Looks like someone took the thesaurus off your dresser and messed with it Can't make an estimate how bad you fucked up with your excrement "I'll just throw in some extra shit to make my mix so excellent it's a true testament to me being an & infected elephant that exited & a bad movie of exodus, using exodia obliterate to rigged the decks & shit ambidextrous lecture of hexagons when I'm flexin' shit in my mexican residence exit amphetamines & or I'll be livin' pink like Genevieve and a giraffe long neck dinosaur, call me Little Foot, I'm behind the door I've got a time machine, & I have sex with sharks because of the second law of thermodynamics & damage delivered in 30 minutes or less when I'm hammered & wrecked the claw of cybermechanics &&&&&&and&&&and&&&and&&&andy dick sucked my dick & I gave him a kiss used meditation supernatural telekinetic powers to place a condom on his prick" That's absurd, you deadbeat, call the birds, you're dead meat Put down the fucking lead, geek, or graphite, word to technique Moving shit with your mind, try moving your mom out the projects with your rhymes Put context with your rhymes, the object is to convey actual topics with your lines I retire all biters on the web like spiders, turn things dire when the hyperbeam just fires Exterminate liars like Nye going ham on Ken running him over with icecream truck tires So what the firetruck, sitting in the mire stuck, and as much as I admire muk I want an arctic Articuno with an ice beam, fuck, I'm a cold coil like a tire strut So I'm winter tough, no longer cold and alone, making a rumpus with this ruckus And I got a beat by which to bump this, and the device you're looking for is a compass Not for direction, but so this bumpkin can draw a simple circle or circumference Tunnel vision pummeling incoming to the incumbent noxious swirl in your stomach Catalyst for rap battle shit, addendum referring to an analysis of a vagina with tooth enamel bitch Like an animal chewing off phalluses, Alice in Wonderland with fist callouses on my hand you bitch caricature character spitting acetone acid tacitly and in massive amounts, and not by accidents Leave you in paralysis, on a bad acid trip and smash any other asshole's tactlessness My quality can't be quantified on this plane of consciousness and matter I apologize you had to read all these hard words attached to concomitance with cadavers Cuz you're already brain-dead, so why would you respond to this with some chatter I can match any level of pompousness with my continence and shatter your continents of smatter When I demolish this, no apologies, just droppin' knowledge shit, you won't find apologists No solid colleges to teach a crash course, so I have to approach this like a gynecologist Turn your head and cough, stripped naked by a lake, caked with all the shit you were making This is the truth, like strips of bacon, so if you think you could make hay, you were gravely mistaken Dropping 360 slammajamma tomahawk slamdunk on you punks who all flunked Went to Tibet to learn to meditate with monks to focus and come back to get blown into chunks It's all bogus, bunch of hocus-pocus, and you should know this you novice Cloverfield monster could beat you at poker and never fold at a moment's notice But this is the way of the lotus, load up unnoticed like a cobra and unload this You'll feel doped up on dopamine then croak; dim mak, compliments of your hostess
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Papua New Guinea1053 Posts
hello friends, ill just say rap battles are kinda gay nerds talking about murder stop embarassing yourselves further
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On February 16 2014 22:13 HornyHerring wrote:hello friends, ill just say rap battles are kinda gay nerds talking about murder stop embarassing yourselves further
in a rap battle you came and rent Indicating your sexual preference because if rap battles are kinda gay I will ask you a question, if I may What are you doing here mate ? Are you looking for a date ?
I will murder you (repeat x16)
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I roll down the street caddy bump & flash you my pinky ring - I rim you well keep panties on & let off the stinky stream - you handle countless presidential problems & so I dap you - step out of line daddy won't spank yeah girl but I thank you - you keep your masks on that's so take a peep in my closet - I got whips cuffs leathers, special soaps for your feathers - you can genocide worlds as we flirt over banana split - chocalate sauce flavors your skins smooth unlike alligators - lemme nibble earlobe, unleash your issues I will console - in your favorite robes shave my pubics & cranial - we won't diet at mcdonalds, fish & fruit dishes no breads k - watching sunsets & keep your kitty smelling rasberry O.J - all nights I watch you rest in Batman costume & marvel - brains & beuty soft serve dookie I respect & won't neglect you - lotions & oils we smother in your prowess & imperial schemes - you got aches & stresses deserve lots of money & material things -
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On February 16 2014 22:13 HornyHerring wrote:hello friends, ill just say rap battles are kinda gay nerds talking about murder stop embarassing yourselves further Rap battles arent gay, but people here thinking they can is kinda cringe
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I'm nothing to sneeze at, but you can't handle the allergies I bet I beat all the odds and defy the gambler's fallacies Hang my art in the galleries gallantly then axe it like anarchy The artist with the mammaries is back with the hatcheries Rainbow Dash action sky flash to shatter all patterns unnaturally Defy all stereotypes and logic with my stereo and projects, just ask for me Pour gasoline on the macarena dance with a match and burn the chancery Burn my batteries, recharge rapidly, like rabbit reproduction in the menagerie A vapid rabid rabbit rapping rapidly, don't got the D, but all the tenacity You could ask for to drop acidic acerbic absurd urban verbose mastery I am the danger, I am the one who knocks, I am a paradox I'm so cold I could make all sub-atomic particle motion fucking stop And yet so hot I could burst into flames and evaporate metal locks Raised from the best genetic stock on any project ghetto blocks Pet project pedigree genetics to kick off an epoch so epic It'll go on after Unix ends tremendously, explosion majestic Open the message, I re-wrote the method for all you dyslexics Textbook perfection veering all you 2-D rapper to be more isometric I can't stress it enough, just take the message and stretch it All you jesters running around spitting rhymes out the septic, that's pathetic And as for you critics cringing, I'm not rapping about fucking murder I just fuck and murder, tucking burners, gutting co-workers Taking shit way too far, and then taking it a bit fucking further My nature is supposed to be nurturing but I'm disturbed and sterner Throwing furry creatures into the woodchipper just to make burgers You're being downsized like a merger, corporate splurging usurper Urging the crowd on for blood like a giant motherfucking shit-stirrer I'm throwing your PC out the window, wrecking your server Blame my husband for something and tell the cops to cuff him While there's a sex slave in my basement screaming in a snuff film This is horror and genocide, and a side-order of bodies, unidentified You can't circumscribe the earth inside a perfect tribe Cuz we're savages, animals who kill and cause damages when a person died It's a curse inside, put your work aside and join me on a commercialized circus ride Nitroglycerin tipped missiles manufactured because we pissed off Slytherin With a wonder wizard mixed with Tyler Durden to show we're not so different Word sprinter trickster with the vigor to shove your whole rap up your sphincter A sphinx with her fingers pulling Hunger Games arrows from my fucking quiver This is in black-and-white like the Giver, before some liquid liquor elixir fucked up your liver Now you're sicker than a CEO making six figures ripping off his employees like a zipper Prosthetic-armed medic ready to nurse you back to health, give rebirth to your cells Wealth of knowledge being dropped, what did you think the K was for, kelp? Grass weeds being huffed by Michael Phelps, knock all those gold metal rappers off the shelf Watch them burn in hell while they're yelping for help after I swoop in bombing like stealth Bunch of drama queen motherfuckers acting like they're bringing the dawn of the peace Just a pawn of the beef, you heffers know I'm king kong in the streets Cheech and Chong on the reef, as wrong as Dawn O'Keef chomping in Teeth Millions of Japanese point and flee as I stand tall, ocean depths called from the deep So don't say you're godzilla or some kind of giant arachnid, cuz I'm back kid Revenge is exacted, chems are extracted, I shine the light of the giant lens refracted Fully adapted in rap, unchallenged and unmatched because none of you practiced The fact is, you infants just contract SIDS, and however you react is just part of the package Vocabulary bankrupt like Enron, and you don't got the balls to call Shenron Nobody left to even bet on, your capacity is equal to zero mass like an electron I'm running through high tension, Tenshi Muyo just jumping to another dimension Against broke down engines surrendering like Frenchmen when I slice through you like rurouni kenshin Death sentence to your henchmen, like you made the worst possible investment in your only pension Can't even finish a sentence, you're dyslexic walking in a random direction confused like a freshman Created with a crayon like Kreayshawn, making a bunch of gay songs The Carter series sucks, and not that of J-Sean, and this is not about race it's about slaying the place like Jaedong Put your lace on, and your war face on, cuz you're picking up the pace wrong, The Empire State song Nas wrote it first, but history just made it erased, gone, smash a vase on the pavement with fragments snaking down the Taedong It's sad but it's true, there will never be another illmatic, unless Nas pulls an Eminem with the MMLP2 Or Jigga with Blueprints three and two, Weezy with more Carters than the Land Before Time pool So I guess hip-hop is dead, so make like fucking Amy Lee and bring it to life Take E-Sports and sling it a knife, sacrifice it virgins and bring it your wife Fake fans turning into fucking emo kids like Cloud Strife sliding on ice Cuz you gotta skate instead of this irate debate over if Protoss balance is just right I don't know where my white knight is, not in the slightest, don't even know who the guy is Set them in silence like Midas in crisis, I just turn mice to gold and spring rices like Isis I'm the brightest light in the skies to heighten your gyrus function to rise above bias Drop an icicle on rivals when they challenge the title with a sinus virus you can't fight like typhus Flutter my eyelids, and cover my privates while I sputter out science from the ionized lioness I am this, I work through the fire shift, work through the mire shit, bring violence to Miley Cyruses Sirens go off when I show up on pirate ships steered by a tablet and styluses Fear stricken islanders stuck in the space of stasis frozen in places from righteous pilots of arbiters to minus shit Equation balanced by a ballad of talents laced together to form a phallus harder than gangster Bob Barker to fuck your opponent with far harder than in any massage parlour Make you jump and climb over structures like parkour, clusterfuck nonsense like less clothing, more armor Miranda Barbour on Craigslist to scar you with barber sheers and shoot you like a fucking archer I break down your fucking molecular structure smashing your being, changing the season like the equinox Pulverize quark neutron nucleus parts with story arcs in public parks where the vector stops Go to the butcher shop and ask Hannibal Lector for the special with your beef in an extra box I know what the fox says, "chaos reigns", the antichrist metric making an eclectic exit and an electric shock I am man, woman and nature, God, Satan, and creation on paper, lady who's a raper A rapper shooting space invaders, pink gay faggot darth vader says hello to all of you haters I am the renaissance, the menace, the resonance, La Résistance, what the peasant wants An echelon above royalty, reservoirs of demagogues couldn't give me but a dead response Kill your whole entourage on the job, bon voyage, empty out hope from the empty visage Maybe caked in some versace like Nicki Minaj, but not a notch closer to victory, it's a mirage Filling carbon-monoxide in your garage, get this barrage, and get kicked in the crotch Lit a wick and lit up the lodge, so sit up and watch, these motherfuckers gonna get the fuck outta dodge
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reading joeschmo vs ninaZerg is like david vs goliath and instead of a slingshot, he had a rubberband and shot a nerf ball
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when in Rome i'm Aleric & Sapp when sack, nah so fuck your little rap I beat and murder you with wiffle bat - i'm glacial fire pimp smack bruising empire in the rues of guile I point & admire disjoint & expire you're a boy who retired you're mastery is flamboyant & tired hoisted from spinal hanging & combusted with calm from the sniper - I push buttons on bombs for the writer Your moms is a sire - clash with the rightcheous who riddle stabs & your nothing claimed - 1st line i'm hacked the 5th i'm shot it's fucking lame - by the time the end hit the world died on your watch so many time I gotta punch myself in the face - now what the fuck is disgrace? ok acolyte laugh & piss you, thighs lost under the rose your shin rot - my cruelty amass mustard gas & launch smoke squads to draw you out for the pin drop - letcha pen hault, I don't think superior rhyming's healthy - especially devil idoling i'm especially kettle pelt you nigga - this kid's vocab understand how I avalanche - mashed in dance moves as I moon walk passed you & your gassed coot - hate me harder I ain't even even I drop folly & mollywop you - readin your shit like seeing a cat tortured in the pee pool i ain't tryin to be you into the supernova like wilde o' keefes drool - launched into space - can't keep your puss spoutin garbage & waste - need editors & flunkie fans joSchmo fart in ya face, \ how you feel as I love you with manjuices on your whale-like you scale-like King Kong teetertot with zookashots in ya tailpipe - geezer beaver - your sword was old in a few year ite - where's the original same vet shit from all the same regurgitated.. ya neck slit - how it's nicety talking shit from peanut gallery u lick the anal cavity - yo mad rhymes burning your house & land like Bushes airforce not strange enough & I rock & blasted - you just hock more trashes - any idiom you want to embrace I can lock the latches - your punches are miss your punctured & ruptured in my happiness - your lunch to the bottomless gutted from sabers in laziness -
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On February 20 2014 18:30 dRaW wrote: reading joeschmo vs ninaZerg is like david vs goliath and instead of a slingshot, he had a rubberband and shot a nerf ball
actually I wasn't battling anyone, that was just for shits and giggles.
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On February 21 2014 07:37 ninazerg wrote:Show nested quote +On February 20 2014 18:30 dRaW wrote: reading joeschmo vs ninaZerg is like david vs goliath and instead of a slingshot, he had a rubberband and shot a nerf ball actually I wasn't battling anyone, that was just for shits and giggles.
that's mighty modest but i'm sure we all know you destroyed me, you got the skill & it's awesome
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This thread is a gold mine, How bout I get in line, Time spit these weak raps to get a dime, Maybe snapchat my girl and get behind. I'm out.
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So this kid on my golf teams name is Riley moos (sounds like moose) and he keeps trying to rap battle me, but I can't rap. I need some bars to memorize and rap battle him to get him to shut up! Here are some details 1. On his facebook profile he puts he works at Abercrombie and Fitch 2. He is about 5 foot nothing and 110 lbs and thinks he is a thug 3. He sucks at golf and rapping 4. As I said his last name sounds like moose 5. And anything else you wanna throw in!
It doesn't need to be too long i just need some hard lines and a stinging punchlines! It will be worth your time Thanks a ton
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What kind of thug plays golf?
Just tell him that he goes to Cranbrook, which is a private school. Instant ether.
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Lol go 8 mile on him? He's not a thug but i just want to shut his ass up
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On February 25 2014 14:36 D_CROSSOVER wrote: Lol go 8 mile on him? He's not a thug but i just want to shut his ass up
But you're not a rapper. How exactly is this gonna work? You would need to rig the format so he only gets one turn, because if he went again, you'd be screwed.
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The thing is he can't rap... But he thinks he can just two maybe 14 or 12 line raps would be fine incase he does rebuttal
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are you going to provide a video of dis happening?
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I'll tell my friend to record if u want just as long as i embarrass him
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U want something for nothing
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