lounge rap battle

Sunup till sundown, everyday year round, ain't no rest
life goes on, stops for noone, fight it if you want though its useless
I know its a bitch, and you hate it, but give up and you lose this contest
Keep on trying, and I ain't lying when I say its definitely for the best

As a kid I cried, felt God denied me, asked if life is better than death
I grew up jaded, living life I hated, asked myself what is there left
With eelf-discovery and eventual recovery, I now know that I am blessed
The lesson here is to have no fear and that we're not so powerless
 
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I thought i was bad at rappin till i seen this page
if you were paid to rap you'd be on minimum wage
in fact your rappings so bad it's sent me in a rage
the only person who could rap crapper would be my negro rusty cage
 
damn, thats harsh man, haha I had a laugh though
I don't see you doing better, so whats the deal bro?
if you fire, make sure you can go toe-to toe
I had a nuke earlier, and here you are with a pistol
gunfight, i'll kill, but still you come for mo
If you don't bow and kneel, Imma deal the final blow
 
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I blast yo shit with my revolva - blat blat blat!
Then I say, YO, MOFO, how ya like dat?
I stood in the hood while you wuz just a brat!
Word on the streets says your momma is fat!

respekt that G!
 
I kick harder than bruce lee, fighting bruce leet.
one punchline, without touch, leaves you with loose teeth
whos speech is good enough to break your lose streak.
so speak, because i cant read sign language
my timings priceless, sorry it took five pages.
for me to respond, defeat all who come on
find me in the far lane, like that guy who wrote spawn.
 
:p

Ive been procrastin', wastin time......but when it comes to rhymes, Im gonna get mine-I never wait in line.

Bruceleet, your shit is weak. U try so damn hard, but never catch the beat. I tried readin it behind rap, country, and even classical. For that shit to sound good-you'll need somthin magical.

And kyk-Lets not get on moms. 8( Cause Im still trying to figure out why your mom chose me. I aint ridin' in no lex, bigbody, or bently.
What is it? It aint my name, cause I aint famous.
She musta hearda freaky rumor like i leave backs blown, like Jerry Lee's back bone. No kids, Im all grown. I stay in my own home. Relationships GONE, cause they're too many problems. Im too stubborn when we fight, i aint tryin solve um.
My game is bout script so ya see what ya get. From whole things to half and four-fifths to zips....Shit Im gettin off track-"whatchu know about that?"
 
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Drunk on a wednesday, I'm the rocking alcoholic,
You bitches are whining like a baby with colic,
Crying like you ain't been fed in a while,
But I'm fucking you now so call me paedophile
No gangsters here, never busting guns,
I'm busting in gums till Kittys nose runs,
My tongue flips the rhymes like verbal gymnastics,
While you drool and choke up like spastics swallowing plastics,
Now that's not a diss on Darthmothers son,
Its not his fault his mother liked rum with her cum,
Just you got so much in common you should share his home,
He's one of your own with foetal alcohol syndrome,
Clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right,
Down syndrome victims who cant focus a slight,
You living in hope like you're at the Casino,
While Im bringing the Heat; just call me Pacino
You leaving shit to chance while I plan it,
All your audience just demanding you can it,
I'm the bitter motherfucker with the heart of granite,
The gap between white and rapper I span it.

When I have more time I will come back and hurt you.
 
whats up bitchez your rhymes are so weak,
i'll blow yo mind like E at tha peak
dont need no effort- dont need to try
two lines of my rhymes will make u cry

talkin bout bustin gums and baby rape
y'allz r so nerdy - u jack to farscape!
im just here to play, dont have to hate
if youre a true rapper then it's fate
 
^^If you re read what you just said, that shit is trash. I could sit down and fart and somethin better would come out my ass.

Now to some, this nursery rhyme shit is fine, but when I see a post by saturnine I pretend to be blind. "Sat" is right, this is for fun....this is internet rap u fucks, there are no guns. Just treating people like SHIT with verbal Puns!

Ive got habbits that are hard to break, but when im chasin Im hard to shake. Every move I anticipate, left or right? Im choosin your fate. Its to late! You cant duck it cause I already sent it. Them zig-zags from curb to curb will get you hit in a minute. Your best bet is find a house and hope I dont pentrate it. Ill treat ya like a 20Point and have a DEcApItaTeD!
 
ownerofPOO

get out of this thread - this is for REAL ganstaz yo.
 
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Damnit! I wish that would have worked.
 
^ you get extra bonus points for being the only rapper to use "crapper" in a rhyme. lmfao!
 
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