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Game Rap Battle - spit your hardest bars!!

SoCalShordie

SoCalShordie

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Okay so we’re having a virtual rap battle and these are the rules. Only post 4 bars at a time, and you have to use the last bar in the post before you as the first bar in your post. So bring your baddest bitch out and let’s hear some lethal shit.
 
cuz now I got you fiendin for more dope ass rhymes
Jump in line, you'll be fine, just don't start cryn'

Let's get this shit popping and then record some albums
Come on show me some bars bitch we all got problems
 
Come on, show me some bars bitch, we all got problems
I’m finna solve mine wit a 9 semi-auto
Ridin’ dirty wit the Nina and im dumpin the clips
I be wit the business, puttin tips on a bitch
 
Hustlin all yo money, she dippin wit yo grip
Ding you when she sting you, burt bees on her lip
Women children leave when the captains on the ship
Walking through the graveyard it's your coffin that she'll skip
 
Walking through the graveyard it's your coffin that she'll skip
I'm a million dollar skeleton that will trip on you quick
I crip walked 50 miles just to see this chick
I just ate your mom's food then made love to that bitch
 
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I just ate your mom's food then made love to that bitch
Psyche! I grabbed a switch and emptied the clip
Put her in the grave yard, next to a snitch
Look at me wrong and it's, X eyes, blick
 
Look at me wrong and it’s X eyes, blick
Mean with a hair trigger when I’m needing to fix
Chasin now, but beggin soon
From hustler to nothin, devil own me in blues
 
From hustler to nothin, devil own me in blues
Return the baby navy deep blue check my SKUs

No matter my color, I'll pull up on your family
On your knees to pray but your words are just scrambling
 
On your knees to pray but your words are just scrambling
Frozen by your faults, with no path for retraction, only action's echoing

Open heart rhapsody transmit sores from these couplets in 4/4 scores
Words drip and slip in iamb's beat, from the depth of your core unleashed more
 
Words drip and slip in iamb's beat, from the depth of your core unleashed more
So now kick back relax and watch us whores roar at ya door

Getting too comfortable I'm hearing the choir of the snores
I'll start clogging pours, ripping ya foundation from ya floors
 
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I'll start clogging pours (pores), ripping ya foundation from ya floors
Dismantle your space, on all fours, I explore

Providence's eye winces at your limp, your aimless flânerie
A lazy command, a subtle tease, preaching vice so effortlessly
 
A lazy command, a subtle tease, preaching vice so effortlessly
I take LSD, when I please, because life is a question asked curiously
A stress ball I squeeze, a few months since the big disaster
I spoke to God in a dream but then he smacked me after
 
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I spoke to God in a dream but then he smacked me after
Smacking myself about cream, because I'm the rap god reactor
Oh me you see, the G-O-D who palm trees in optimal degrees
Make you freeze, man be shook, a living disease
 
Let me invite you to a secret dance
See this curious thing hanging out of my pants?
I'mma shove it up your butt and let it pass right through
Your guts and stomach are gonna feel the groove
Dick so big it reaches all the way up your throat
On a sea of blood and vomit your shits will float
What a glorious crescendo to this innuendo
I just played your corpse like i played nintendo
 
It's okay, try again next time

Make you freeze, man be shook, a living disease
Steazy fleece in the breeze bitch I'm skiing on my knees bitch

Double back slammer with a curb stop jack hammer
Tamper with the hamper packing bombs in socks and handwear
 
Tamper with the hamper packing bombs in socks and handwear
You're washed up, I ride dirty, I'll blow up the laundromat, I'm Fred Astaire, watch the glare
With a baseball bat, I'll make your dome flat or I'll go Star Wars bitch, I'm a fucking ATT
You're a fucking jammed gat, ratatattat pussy cat
 
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Tamper with the hamper packing bombs in socks and handwear
You're washed up, I ride dirty, I'll blow up the laundromat, I'm Fred Astaire, watch the glare
With a baseball bat, I'll make your dome flat or I'll go Star Wars bitch, I'm a fucking ATT
You're a fucking jammed gat, ratatattat pussy cat
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That one hurt my feelings.

You're a fucking jammed gat, ratatattat pussy cat
You swing a bat, aiming to combat, but MC Snagglepuss, I'm the aristocrat,
Your Star Wars play, merely child's display; I'm the Jedi Master, light's pathway
In this cosmic fray, I shine, you fade away, the final say, I slay, game over, no replay
 
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