Lyrics 🎤 Bluelight Battle Rap Arena 🎤

[notsmokeymcpot42088]

Alternative 4 bars cmon someone here



"Another one"
if rap was rome im stayin underground as the catacombs
go and grab chrome the pistol, handle with abalone, whip you
you straight from a comic book, a stand alone issue.
pack of rabid animals in battle mode we plan to go get you



@BK38 @Mjäll @SoCalShordie @deficiT --- Come on some of ya'll with ACTUAL TALENT soup this up. Pretty please?

That is my birthday Bluelight request! @emkee_reinvented --- cmon you can do vocaroo!!

 

[SoCalShordie]

Alternative 4 bars cmon someone here



"Another one"
if rap was rome im stayin underground as the catacombs
go and grab chrome the pistol, handle with abalone, whip you
you straight from a comic book, a stand alone issue.
pack of rabid animals in battle mode we plan to go get you



@BK38 @Mjäll @SoCalShordie @deficiT --- Come on some of ya'll with ACTUAL TALENT soup this up. Pretty please?

That is my birthday Bluelight request! @emkee_reinvented --- cmon you can do vocaroo!!

Happy birthday!!!!!

 

[nuttynutskin]

Come on some of ya'll with ACTUAL TALENT soup this up. Pretty please?

Souped up with actual talent? Quit tryin to be so fkn valiant. I could but my rhymes are like stew and honestly I'm not fkn havin it. Chunky with syllables and entendres that are killable but the effort it takes to do this is exta-extra-extraordinarilly minimal.

 

[nuttynutskin]

You gon’ hear that AK rackin’/ Bitches bow down

Just the other day/ she fucked around/ And then she found out

Speakin’ on my name/ in my city/ get you packed out

And I be kickin’ bars like a mu’fuckin roundhouse

Got that propane/ yeah/ I’m spittin somethin flammable

Unsurpassable/ don’t ever think that ass ain’t taxable

Run circles round these hoes/ and stack my money like I’m passin go

Only thing anyone hearin is you stublin over your raps
Tryin to act hard but then it all falls flat
No one speakin your name cuz you got no fkn fame
The only flame you spittin is cuz your vocal chords is maimed
Maybe it's just some bad heartburn
But it don't matter cuz you won't even attempt to learn
The way to mc'ing is a complex pattern
Like I'm meditating on the face of Saturn

 

[notsmokeymcpot42088]

Thank you friend!! Haha to clarify by "actual talent" I simply meant "NOT ME"

Souped up with actual talent? Quit tryin to be so fkn valiant. I could but my rhymes are like stew and honestly I'm not fkn havin it. Chunky with syllables and entendres that are killable but the effort it takes to do this is exta-extra-extraordinarilly minimal.

Thank you nuttynutskin/ for steppin to the plate
enter bustin syllables/ to help us set the pace
I can tell that shit was minimal/ an effortless disgrace
why you try to battle/ when im giving ya a place
where you can educate yourself/ and quit it with extra?
ya temptin fate to time travel/ accelerate to spectre.
admitted to the center/ of disease, original infector
the illest that youll ever be's/ a typical contender
on the stage of life you are simply just an extra
there have a double with a metaphor professor

 

[nuttynutskin]

Thank you friend!! Haha to clarify by "actual talent" I simply meant "NOT ME"


Thank you nuttynutskin/ for steppin to the plate
enter bustin syllables/ to help us set the pace
I can tell that shit was minimal/ an effortless disgrace
why you try to battle/ when im giving ya a place
where you can educate yourself/ and quit it with extra?
ya temptin fate to time travel/ accelerate to spectre.
admitted to the center/ of disease, original infector
the illest that youll ever be's/ a typical contender

I wasnt really sure what to respond to so I just responded to everything lol...

Infector of disease? More like infector of steez
when I'm crushin mc's brittle and bringin em' to their knees
I'm not a typical contender I'm an atypical contender
while it sounds like your rhymes are somethin that you concocted from the blender

 

[notsmokeymcpot42088]

That Atypical shit was quick witted; a sick quip
heres a- tip-I-call, ya aint shit, just quit
i am cyn-ic-al you can spit in the literal sense
you scribbe little bits but the pictures a big mess

 

[nuttynutskin]

That Atypical shit was quick witted; a sick quip
heres a- tip-I-call, ya aint shit, just quit
i am cyn-ic-al you can spit in the literal sense
you scribbe little bits but the pictures a big mess

Of course it's quick witted while yours is unfitted
Accusin me of bits and pieces when you ain't even halfway with it
You might think you're cynical while I'm just being literal
But if anything I'm really just more fkn biblical
So forget trying to best me cuz I'll cut you off like an umbilical
Cord when I rap because I was born to do this crap
While you were just born for the the doctor to give you a slap

 

[nuttynutskin]

I'll murder your descendants senseless
While I'm wearing ancient pendants
There ain't been an MC alive since
That's survived my lyrics in the present tense
Cuz my verses tend to make them presently tense
While they're sitting alone on a wooden fence
I'm contemplating givin a beating thats presently dense
Leavin em abandoned cuz there's no one coming to their defense
Leavin em defenseless on the fence which
Is adjacent to corpses stretched out senseless
I'll make them beg for repentance
The one's who survived ain't been the same since
But I'm trackin down all the survivors
Hittin em with lyrical darts that are multipliers
I don't take lightly to the repliers
I'm pilin bodies in the ditch and setting on fire

 

[SoCalShordie]

First day out the NICU / Brought my son home/ He was choleric

Endured the kinda trauma / Turn ya heart into a solid brick

But on the positive / My accolades outweigh a lot of it

They say I got the wordplay / Land a bitch a Harvard scholarship

Too grown to run a fade / So you can miss me wit the politics

The drama, games, and bullshit / never did build up a tolerance

I just dropped a diss / To my dismay / Got no responses yet

Drop some bars / I might release you on your own recognizance

Capricorn in my north node / You know that I’m a solid bitch

I’m loyal / I won’t fold / I’ll never fumble like my father did

Tap in / Morse code / Stuff the pain down your esophagus

Bars so ill / Might catch a cold / I brought you all some lozenges

I don’t stifle intuition / something feels off / Then it probably is

Maybe you knew the old me / Not the version that my daughter gets

My will to fill this role / Surpasses anything I’ve fought against

Lone wolf / Just tryna fill the void in my subconsciousness

Stay movin’ on the low / Serpents lurkin’ where you’d least expect

I’m a Scorpio / You stab me in the back / I’m at ya neck

Think it’s time to find myself again / Embarkin’ on this urgent quest

Feelin’ like Steph Curry wit the shot / And only seconds left

You thinkin’ about testin’ me / Your second guess is probably best

My pronouns are: that, bitch / I’m in the long game / We playin’ chess

I’m Polgar / That’s check mate / I identify as a fuckin’ threat

But I digress

 

[nuttynutskin]

Capricorn in my north node / You know that I’m a solid bitch

I’m loyal / I won’t fold / I’ll never fumble like my father did

Tap in / Morse code / Stuff the pain down your esophagus

Bars so ill / Might catch a cold / I brought you all some lozenges

I don’t stifle intuition / something feels off / Then it probably is

Maybe you knew the old me / Not the version that my daughter gets

My will to fill this role / Surpasses anything I’ve fought against

Lone wolf / Just tryna fill the void in my subconsciousness

Stay movin’ on the low / Serpents lurkin’ where you’d least expect

I’m a Scorpio / You stab me in the back / I’m at ya neck

Think it’s time to find myself again / Embarkin’ on this urgent quest

Feelin’ like Steph Curry wit the shot / And only seconds left

You thinkin’ about testin’ me / Your second guess is probably best

My pronouns are: that, bitch / I’m in the long game / We playin’ chess

I’m Polgar / That’s check mate / I identify as a fuckin’ threat

But I digress

You bring your family in to someone who's goin for the juggula?
Next thing you know your family's missing and I'm (edit)
The only solid brick you're droppin is your album cuz it's floppin
And accolades of absolutely nothing when I'm gunnin for the top then

The only scholarship you're gettin is a hollow tip
Cuz when I'm rhymin I'm always comin lethal and fully auto equipped
You might not have a tolerance to the politics but that's just some small time shit
When my bars are astounding and will usually make an mc quit

You dropped a diss but it sounded like piss
To your dismay it left the crowd in disarray
No one cares about your horoscope or anything about you
Cuz when you try to rap all the people start to doubt you

The only ill bars you got
was when you were barred right on the spot
For your weak ass verses so honestly that says a lot

The only version your family gets
Is a wannabe with not hits
Tryin to play chess but just playin with checkas
Comin to terms that my lyrics have wrecked ya

Nothing personal lol

*Edit: Alright maybe that one line was too far.

 

[nuttynutskin]

I'm a psycho with sick rhymes like they were stricken with strychnine
I'm strict with my verses just like they were a child carryin a cocked nine
You walk a continuous fine line when you even think about testin my fine rhyme
Cuz I got verses that'll hurt ya like violent crime and don't gotta worry about doin time

 

[notsmokeymcpot42088]

Cuz I Got verses that'll hurt ya like violent crime and Dont gotta worry bout doing time /

Of course ya dont got a sore throat / from ruining the rhyme
arrogant dont describe / the ego thats balloonin up your mind
forget the muse and scribe / take a lighter to your notebook
we hit mute when you go live / close our eyes and simply wont look
do you think that we gunna thrive / when we at eachother's throats
ill be at yours like that necklace / with no plan to jack a rope
catch this little message / here's what your suppose to do
rap behind a beat / upload it through the voc-a-roo

Also nothing personal and I do encourage actual recordings if you feel comfortable with it; if not this still beats no active cypher thread.... (Is there a way to mask your voice, im sure there must be?)
Also THANKS to any participants, I am working on not sucking and I thank you; happy late birthday to me lol

 

[SoCalShordie]

You bring your family in to someone who's goin for the juggula?
Next thing you know your family's missing and I'm tryin to fkn smuggle ya
The only solid brick you're droppin is your album cuz it's floppin
And accolades of absolutely nothing when I'm gunnin for the top then

The only scholarship you're gettin is a hollow tip
Cuz when I'm rhymin I'm always comin lethal and fully auto equipped
You might not have a tolerance to the politics but that's just some small time shit
When my bars are astounding and will usually make an mc quit

You dropped a diss but it sounded like piss
To your dismay it left the crowd in disarray
No one cares about your horoscope or anything about you
Cuz when you try to rap all the people start to doubt you

The only ill bars you got
was when you were barred right on the spot
For your weak ass verses so honestly that says a lot

The only version your family gets
Is a wannabe with not hits
Tryin to play chess but just playin with checkas
Comin to terms that my lyrics have wrecked ya

Nothing personal lol

I’m a Scorpio/ I get even/ I don’t get mad

Known to up the sco’/ Bitch, I always get my lick back

Yo pockets lookin’ starvin’/ Bitch, I eat/ Get you a Big Mac

Better get to duckin’/ when you see me/ Hear that click-clack

Oh, he BIG mad/ Boy, you soundin’ real salty

I’m waitin’ on that apology/ ‘cause them bars are real sorry

I’m rapin’ you bitches/ wit my eyes closed/ Bill Cosby

Devour rappers for breakfast like that white man from Milwaukee

 

[nuttynutskin]

I’m a Scorpio/ I get even/ I don’t get mad

Known to up the sco’/ Bitch, I always get my lick back

Yo pockets lookin’ starvin’/ Bitch, I eat/ Get you a Big Mac

Better get to duckin’/ when you see me/ Hear that click-clack

Oh, he BIG mad/ Boy, you soundin’ real salty

I’m waitin’ on that apology/ ‘cause them bars are real sorry

I’m rapin’ you bitches/ wit my eyes closed/ Bill Cosby

Devour rappers for breakfast like that white man from Milwaukee

If this is gettin even then I'd might as well be leavin
Cuz when I bite back I'm known to keep mc's families grievin
No one's starvin cuz fk a big mac I'm the king like BK
When I get things my way cuz you don't even know what you say
The only click clack
Is when you open your trap
But no one's duckin or runnin
Cuz you can't even rap
The only salt is the salt in your wounds
From when I wrap you up in a cocoon
And leave you hangin from the ceiling
Til around half past noon
Besides you ask for an apology during a fkn battle rap?
What the heck is this crap? I think I need a nap
Cuz I'm something like Rakim, Priest and LL cool J
While you're someone just taking an L from doing things the wrong way

I think you got the last one

 

[SoCalShordie]

If this is gettin even then I'd might as well be leavin
Cuz when I bite back I'm known to keep mc's families grievin
No one's starvin cuz fk a big mac I'm the king like BK
When I get things my way cuz you don't even know what you say
The only click clack
Is when you open your trap
But no one's duckin or runnin
Cuz you can't even rap
The only salt is the salt in your wounds
From when I wrap you up in a cocoon
And leave you hangin from the ceiling
Til around half past noon
Besides you ask for an apology during a fkn battle rap?
What the heck is this crap? I think I need a nap
Cuz I'm something like Rakim, Priest and LL cool J
While you're someone just taking an L from doing things the wrong way

I think you got the last one

Okay/ Let’s go bar for bar/ Dolla for dolla

I’m poppin my pussy/ And poppin’ my collar

Don’t play wit me/ Baby/ You gon’ meet the choppas

Bumpin’ my track/ Down yo block/ While I’m dumpin’ these hallows

Pew! / That boy a goner

Back of the Honda/ I’m toppin’ him proper

Give him good brain/ Like a Ivy League scholar

40 ounce bounce in his lap/ Like a 64 impala

Now I be in the house/ Wit a couple of toddlers

Before every move/ Gotta think bout my daughter

She watchin her mama/ I am her role model

My mission / to break generational trauma

Bitch / I can tell that you ain’t had a father

Boot yo ass off my stage/ Like we at the Apollo

Yo shit is just mid/ I’m a tough act to follow

Spittin that gas/ Roll it up in a spliff/ like gelato

 

[SoCalShordie]

If this is gettin even then I'd might as well be leavin
Cuz when I bite back I'm known to keep mc's families grievin
No one's starvin cuz fk a big mac I'm the king like BK
When I get things my way cuz you don't even know what you say
The only click clack
Is when you open your trap
But no one's duckin or runnin
Cuz you can't even rap
The only salt is the salt in your wounds
From when I wrap you up in a cocoon
And leave you hangin from the ceiling
Til around half past noon
Besides you ask for an apology during a fkn battle rap?
What the heck is this crap? I think I need a nap
Cuz I'm something like Rakim, Priest and LL cool J
While you're someone just taking an L from doing things the wrong way

I think you got the last one

Are you a man or a girl? Just for context sake lol

 

[nuttynutskin]

Are you a man or a girl? Just for context sake lol

Real answer: 44 M

So how does someone choose a winner? Or that's just the end of it?

Or do we just keep going back and forth at will?

*Edit: Looks like the standard is back and forth three times.

 

[nuttynutskin]

Okay/ Let’s go bar for bar/ Dolla for dolla
I’m poppin my pussy/ And poppin’ my collar
Don’t play wit me/ Baby/ You gon’ meet the choppas
Bumpin’ my track/ Down yo block/ While I’m dumpin’ these hallows
Pew! / That boy a goner
Back of the Honda/ I’m toppin’ him proper
Give him good brain/ Like a Ivy League scholar
40 ounce bounce in his lap/ Like a 64 impala
Now I be in the house/ Wit a couple of toddlers
Before every move/ Gotta think bout my daughter
She watchin her mama/ I am her role model
My mission / to break generational trauma
Bitch / I can tell that you ain’t had a father
Boot yo ass off my stage/ Like we at the Apollo
Yo shit is just mid/ I’m a tough act to follow
Spittin that gas/ Roll it up in a spliff/ like gelato

Oh boy...

You look cute strippin
While I'm makin bodies go missin
I think you're missin the point
That you're supposed to be dissin

But you're just pissin into the wind
If you think that this shit will win
Cuz to step to me is a sin
With all that wack shit you're sayin again

I can't tell if you're a hooker or prostitute
When I'm out here makin this crazy loot
If I ain't threatened I don't even gotta shoot
Cuz my bars make you look really destitute

And to bring back your daughter back up into this mess?
Man you must be psychotic or really stressed
Cuz my verses hit like bullets into MC's chests
While you're lifeless confused and basically a mess

If we're goin 3/3 then that means it's your last turn.

 

[nuttynutskin]

Monopoly Rap

I'm the lyrical assassin rappers I'm lappin
When I pass go cuz they rhyme real slow
They're probably on blow but who the hell know
Doin it all for show like a fan in the front row
Got a couple of hotels on Parkway
Hopin they roll and it goes my way
Cuz when they land then they'll have to stay and pay
Cuz I've got the monopoly on rap I'm the mainstay
Collectin money when lames pass go
And land on my Monopoly property
Collectin nothin but vinereal disease
Cuz their bitch is contagious probably
But I can rhyme properly cuz it's well thought out thoughtfully
Even tho you've been asleep and not yet heard of me
Cuz I've been busy in the lab non-stopperly
So just sit down and listen cooperatively