lounge rap battle

Shamanistic visions induced by hallucinogens
Send me to a place where my soul transcends
To the very end I'll bend my mind in impossible shapes
Fucked up landscapes before me, I'm puking on the drapes
Catatonic, lethargic like I took a handful of Benadryl
My souls scaling the Catskills, meander in the astral
I can't move, nor do I need to
Psychonautical, resurgent dimensional bleedthrough
I see through, panoramic view of the sky
I see you've, pried open my third eye

Dope
 
open your mind to my very own reality
third world soldier murderous mentality
lettin my lyrical AK blast through your window
bullets slicing your dome like my name was kimbo



And thats all I got lol. I'm not a battle rapper.
 
shootin' up, snortin' lines,
drinkin' down and payin' fines
gotta say goodbye to my cash refines
while ignoring my addiction signs,
the drugs have long since seized my mind
and soon I find myself confined

smokin' ganj, smokin' crack
doin' shit that's dope 'n whack
from the needle pours my smack
my social life? I ain't got jack,
so watch the roots of my teeth turn black
man, how much I've lost? I can't keep track

the drugs have conquered me and life
my kids, my home and my beautiful wife
were all claimed to my fatal intoxicant strife,
now the scars that mask my skin are rife
let me take the blackened hilt of this knife,
and with one brisk stroke, I'll end my life
 
i don't have to talk shit
about how you suck mad dick
as i'm not about any of that
i'm just about being brad.
peace to those who bring it
and love to those who make it
unity to those who choose it
and respect to those who deserve it.
 
lyrical aks and grenades i spray like razor blades that cut across your vertabraes shaped like octagons am new age don coleon hitting bongs like cheech and chong am mr majestic u got ur ass kicked tragic boombastic POW ready for the wickedest my flows ridiculous u cant battle me am sick like syphilis, aint no tickling a aint no clitoris theres a killer in the hood g watch your back theres a killer in the hood g watch your back its swine flu on the attack i got some hieroglyphics words percific am dropping shit like astrophysics yes am rugged and raw raw like rugged like fuck it am more put u back to the floor feel my fist hit your jaw shatter like glass door for sure am a deadly armed with artillery lyrically am a miracle u want a fist fight thats physical
 
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^ fucking lol =D

so much talent in the lounge it makes me wonder why we sit here posting all day when we could be in a rap possy called B12 or something sippin on 40's and bouncing in our lowriders. Yeaaah Beotchz.

LMFAO B12

HAHAHAHAHAHA

only for those of you who know what d12 is
 
This shit is gay
You faggots battle on the internet
about as effective as / puffin on an unlit cigarrette
You get me yet?
You'd better bet / that ya'll had better hit the deck
or else its set
I'll disconnect / your body from it's little neck

No disrespect / but really dude?
You're playing it tough
with all your aks and grenades?
You really handle that stuff?
Man I doubt it.
Matter of fact
you're sounding half retarded
Scratch that / Make it all the way
please don't get me started.

When you do
you and your crew / will find yourselves dearly departed
Bluelight martyrs / ribs exposed
operating open-hearted

or even better yet
not operating at all
beat from the brawl
in the corner/ curled up in a ball
missing a jaw
hands and feet incomplete
missing them all
minus a tongue / and a lung
so no one's hearing your call
 
bitch above me ,
you ugly
you sound like some nigga named Humphry
you look like some nasty granny who be grumpy


bars
 
c'mon niggas check my new diss, mxe rush take me dis, fuck off shot some body out this xD
 
we on the corner like 7-11
alright boys lets send em to heaven
there aint nothin more clever then when she says
bring it back

and i dont
so for more she wont
its hard like that
 
roses are red
violets are blue
I like to fap
BL louge style rap
 
^ You couldn't spell lounge
For a dictionary you must scrounge
While this rhyming is wank
Don't tell me - I've got a shank
There's no rhyme, there's no meter,
Just a ton of saltpetre
Which is used to keep cocks soft
But when you put it in a cannon
I tell you friends'll be dyin'

I did way too much MXE
Sleep ain't never finding me
I'm not making any sense
And my muscles are too tense
Gotta run this ain't no fun
Insult me, you'll get shotgunned

PONTIFEX OUT BRAP BRAP BRAP

I'm better than you, but not just 'cause my rap's amazing/
I was just born (Bourne) supreme, like Matthew Damon/
 
I'm basically immortal, no way you can murder me/
You're too weak (2 week) like fourteen days, I'm as strong as Hercules/
Yeah, I'm gassed up, and drank shots of lighter fluid/
People said I spit flames - literally tried to do it!/
And never say what Pontifex/
Drops is fresh/
'Cause we all know he's not the best/
That's spot's saved for me/
The only great emcee/
Today you'll see/
On any internet forum, or in HMV/
 
Nigga nigga nigga bitch bitch bitch
Hubba hubba dubba dubba bling bling bitch bitch
Nigga nigga bling bitch nigga nigga hubba dubba dubba
 
I'm basically immortal, no way you can murder me/
You're too weak (2 week) like fourteen days, I'm as strong as Hercules/
Yeah, I'm gassed up, and drank shots of lighter fluid/
People said I spit flames - literally tried to do it!/
And never say what Pontifex/
Drops is fresh/
'Cause we all know he's not the best/
That's spot's saved for me/
The only great emcee/
Today you'll see/
On any internet forum, or in HMV/

Nigga yo shits weak like speaking Japanese to a Greek
You ain't no Hercules when you see me come through in my Mercury
Betta duck before you get struck
And end up fried up like a Chinese duck

What you spit ain't shit flames? more like lames
I got more skills like playing 100 different games
All at the same time don't make me rewind
Bout the time you in the pen getting stuck in the behind

The greatest mc? More like kimchi
The only thing you got is HIV

BURNNNN!!!! 8o
 
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