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Anyone wanna battle a new breed of an MC in recovery?

im a cannibal,
an animal,
eat ya face like Hannibal,
Obama on dianabol,
i run this bitch, tyrannical,
responding is impractical
cuz ill rip off ya mandibal,
merlon to the maximal,
cuz my raps are magical,
lyrically theatrical, practical, yet casual,
if this was a competition,
id be winning grand nationals
 
Papaverium said:
I save all my good stuff on my fb page just incase (Faerienne Fayblz if you wanna check it out lol)... I should back it up onto my external or a dropbox though :/

but....

I used to have a paranoia of people stealing my poetry,
but I stopped caring you see,
In fact, they will never know the feeling of being free,
and the satisfaction of laying down a sick rhyme from their own mind,
Just simply plagiarizing something someone else did one time,
how can they even try lie about what's been spit from their mouth,
and defy what was just recorded and doubled out?
But whatever, I'm not stopping, if someone wants to copy my talking,
they can try but they'll never learn to fit the shoes in which I'm walking.
Cut and paste is such a waste when one can drop a flow at such a continuous pace.
Those who merely take will never win the race.
So for the sake of this battle, I'll lay down a freshly contemplated statement,
nothing premeditated, or buried in the ground and ancient.
Just wait around for the next MC to drown,
and you'll see who'll be the one wearing the crown ;)
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lol I checked ur rhymes on ur facebook page out, was not what I was expecting, more of poetry, than I found ur beatbox video and realized ur a girl so that makes sense I guess.
 
Oh, shit.. Detroits in here?.. you know Em by chance? or do all you from there have the same rhyme scheme? Everything i know is from him, but i try not to jack his shit or sound exactly like him. I don't wanna be a biter. I could though.. so i take inspiration from him but never try to emulate him. If i wanted to sound like Slim Shady, i could easily.. but it'd sound familiar to you.. not because Em has said it, that's just the magic of Shady, sounds like shit you could have said yourself. But he just says it hotter.

Im not even gonna bother with this thread anymore.. im just gonna watch, no ones battling anyone. Just spittin verses, at least name your target, but putting a target on me is like making a death wish, ill eat you. "Hannibal".
 
DETROIT*edm*JUNKIE said:
lol I checked ur rhymes on ur facebook page out, was not what I was expecting, more of poetry, than I found ur beatbox video and realized ur a girl so that makes sense I guess.
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haha yeah :P
I honestly don't really listen to hip-hop,
but since I started rhyming my words,
I can't seem to stop,
I have a close friend that MC's,
who inspired me to spit my vocabulary,
with more of a phonetic show to put on,
that has a smother flow,
for those who stumble across the exposed pieces of my soul.
There isn't much more to know,
once the story is told.
Mix in the next track before the beat gets old, ya know?
So every fleeting word I speak,
jumps like the sheep I count when I can't sleep,
but don't follow the crowd as they bleat,
be the leader, not a feeder,
plant the seed,
while everyone screams and pleads to be free.
Be the only green tree in a field of dry shrubs,
Just do what you love,
and you'll stand above the others,
who have no clue where you come from.
Even though these last few parts didn't perfectly rhyme I'm havin' fun :P

so what's the next one gotta say,
about my mistakes,
is it too late to go back and change?
I'll leave it be so you all can see,
how much of a fuck I give when vowels, to me,
are all that matters,
in this game of, "out-rap the last battler", hehe.
 
What?
So no one wants to step up and face the world?
No one wants to rap against a 21-year-old white girl?
Yikes, you must be too afraid to fight,
that's not right.
Thought you were a master behind the mic.
Ya know, an MC, not squared, who cares,
obviously,
we need to get outta here either way,
'cause it seems clear to me that it's been 4 days,
since anyone coulda come up an praised their mad skills on the stage.
So I guess now maybe I'll wait to see,
if any one of you slick peeps,
would wanna take a step up at the mic please,
'Cause Im about done to speak for tonight,

Peace,
and don't let the bedbugs bite! 8)
 
Ugh, come on quit pullin me back into this, i try to rest, wake up and act like a hypocrite,
Im always talking im done, like my meds can put an end to it,
But they ain't strong enough to stop the evil undertow that flows out of the pen,
Its like the demon under your skin, the only way to calm it's to win,
But i'll be damned if ill let someone think they're hotter for a second, never mind for infinite,

There ain't no stopping the fuckin dark side of the force,
If i show up knockin on your door, you'll end up shittin your porch,
Im crappin on ya and trappin ya while you attempt to keep rappin,
Thinkin you could beat, stop. or box with me, come one girl quit steppin,
I'll stand my ground, never run from beef and just keep reppin,
Till you beg to get targeted with a rhyme like a pap pap from this rap weapon,

Im the big guns, a grenade, a land mine if you will,
Im ready to blow at anytime so bad im overflowing with the skill to just kill,
I try to quiet the voices tellin me to put the last battler in the ground,
I say im gone but you know in your heart, gut and your mind that im still around,
I've been typin for no more than 7 or so minutes,
Will winnin this get me anywhere? heaven? or even into the Guinness,
Not the beer im talkin bout the book of fuckin world records,
Fuck getting to heaven im past that, too much in my way to look passed due to the simple fact that,
Im too much of this whack rap girls world wrecker,
Im playin chess here and you come in just playin checkers,
Better king me before i jump you, I don't need to have another chick leavin my grounds on a damn stretcher,

Face it rap ho this H to the double O....Deezy's tighter than Kenny's,
I'll make it rain on you for sure girl, on that note, you got change for a penny?
 
Pennies? What're you tryin'a make a livin' just beggin and trippin'?
Get up off your knees, don't plea and attempt to prove you are better than me ,
you'll see, when the change you wanted to make, comes back and smacks ya in the face.
It's not a race, but more of a game to put the opponent down to shame.
I don't need a gun, or a bomb to rule this run,
Instead, I've got an arsenal of fun thoughts in my head.
Expressing, representing, reflecting, and presenting,
breaking the silence, instead of creating violence that's infecting.

I would rather bring you under with the thunder of every phrase,
than bring a weapon for protection, like every other craze,
I don't need to hide behind armor, this body is a steel cage.
So you can try to invade my checkerboard with your pawns.
In the end, it'll still be you that gets stomped on.
 
You win, Imma walk away from this one.. not cuz i think ill lose, not because i think you'll lose, it's just a battle im choosing not to get into.

Someone try to step up and beat her, i bet you can't, she's not one to give up.. i can tell by her writing style.
 
I was in a battling mood but for now chose a new route,
Got some shit in my head that ill let out in this soon,
Until then stay tuned, you'll know what i mean when it hits ya,
Some biblical shit, go ahead write a scripture,
The rhyme scheme that he has created has now been ruined,
The Adam and Eve of poetry, rap, words have this shit just brewin,
Got the skill to have you trippin on what to rhyme about next,
We're influencing you whether you're the right or wrong sex,
I'm here to smack ya in tha back of the head and then in the forward,
Get impaled by your own words, stabbin yourselves with a sword,
I'm back in this flow ready to 2step with a bitch,
Witnesses wettin themselves in other words I'm thinkin they're pissed,
I think someone knows who im referring to,
If you think im talkin to you than it must be true,
If anyone ever thinks i'll ever give up, don't poke this fightin irish like your pressin your luck,
Go fuck yourself and go screw,
I found a new way to draw up some motivation to undue,
The backwards way of the rap world that most have neglected to pursue,
You know the girl in here with the hottest poetry skills,
And you know that HOODs in here with a urge to urgently surgically verbally kill,
So girl, set this shit off, show em a little bit what you're capable of,
Type somethin that'll leave there head spinnin with nothing left to possibly think of,
Cuz we put the words in their heads that their entire inspired vocabulary's made of,
Next time ya'll think of a rhyme to try to tank us, your ship sank,
We're puttin your words in your head, for that you should thank us.

-HOOD
 
Well ya know, even if a weak fuck understands how to speak,
the'll assume they'd do it easy, but struggle like a puzzle missin' its last piece,
just to figure out how to keep up with our beat in the streets.
We're the only killa rhymers in town,
It's down, you're all gonna be put in the ground,
Whatcha got now, when Ms.P and HOOD are in the house?
How're ya gonna shout, when our words just drown you out?
Nothin' else you can listen to but the sound of your ideas missin'
I drop sick licks, that'll make most go likkity-split in an instant.
I may sound like a total bitch, but Im just slick in the mix,
HOOD's got the tricks that'll smack your shit,
having you caught feeling insulted, and accepting a loss,
cause we'll pop the locks in this place and scramble your brain,
before you even have a chance to retain any knowledge once you escape.
Face the mental rape,
reading this dread of a thread has fucked you in the head.
If there is ever a next time ya wanna rhyme, you gotta be sly and use your mind,
In fact, just stay in bed and cry,
cause a blur are all these words to everyone who's afraid to give it a try.
It's ok, let's let'em squirm like worms,
cold, soiled, and blind..

Or should we let someone grow some balls and take a turn this time?? ;P
 
C'mon guys! Where are your rhymes?
Type some lines to read with your eyes instead of snorting to your mind,
24 hours shoulda' been enough time to design a rap attack me with,
try your hardest, and you'll still miss.
Don't get pissed when you gotta split, due to the words of this bitch makin' you sick.
Think quick,
'cause I'm just gonna sit here and wait to kill all you bastards in a good debate,
shredding your faith at a faster rate than the energy it takes to get you awake.
It's a disgrace to see only me and HOOD, the real MC, bein' able to keep the flow free.
If you could, then maybe you should write a verse to please me, and Mr.Deezy.
I'm not even a rapper and poppin' y'all is easy.
Seeing as I seem to be speaking to a brick wall,
I'll paint that shit so everyone can see, the mean tag of a mothafukkin poetry queen.
I'm royalty.
A diamond, you can't break me. I'll cut you like glass,
you're all history, and I don't mean the kind on TV.
More like the type that was forgotten mid-fight by his very team.
You're all on your own, as it's shown,
only a true master can laugh at disaster, then flip it backwards, and fix the chapters,
Because the story being told is gettin' old,
so I'll leave the microphone on the decks, and patiently wait for who's speakin' up next... 8)
 
Got no incentive to write, in fact im half asleep,
Just feel like saying some shit as I fight to not fall to sleep,
Fuckin silence those lambs, god knows I aint countin sheep,
I feel like im in too deep, climbing a hill that's way too steep,
Can't battle at the moment, im way too weak,
But I gotta keep climbing n rhymin just to get to the peak,
Of this non stop nonsense, not knowing what's up there but still I seek,
I'm sorry if im sounding bleek, not passing words by you as I usually do so sleek,
But really feel im losing my ability to rap, maybe it'll come back if a nap i sneak,
I'm afraid at the same time if I nap than it in fact won't come back,
Maybe some coffee an energy drink and chomping some pills will do,
Who am I kidding thinking liquid energy in a can and popping pills is cool,
Here i am back in a cycle again, and im beginning to feel like a fool,
How did I get to this position im in, thinking I could make it in life by just rhyming not even passing school,
Constantly wondering what mind state im in,
Don't wanna sound like im complaining or cryin but honestly I feel like im dyin,
Put my life in these words I type, If I die tonight it's alright,
Feels im going blind, losing sight, of my goals that I've had in life,
Those goals I try to reach, are too far for just me to achieve,
By myself, all alone, no one to share this feeling with of wanting to teach,
And just learn, from each other and just take turns,
On the mic, and tonight, I knowingly light, the candle from both ends as it burns twice,
As fast as it should, for worse or good, I'm slowly living life way too fast as most people could,
Imma just stop here as I try to not shed a tear, not out of sadness but madness and fear,
Fuck you if you think that shit is queer, but my ending of this shit is near,
I can't just run, I can not hide, It's not as easy as just picking a side,
Out of these, which would you decide..
Light or dark, which is correct?
Evil or good, just dont neglect,
Knowing that which is wrong or which is right gains no respect without a fight,
From anyone or anything that is real, it's sad todays world runs on mass appeal.


-HOOD

(sorry not my best but honestly, i think im losing my ability.. if i ever had it to begin with.)
 
This thread has been a real treat,
I respect all your intent, and production of creativity,
we finally should set this beautiful tread of expression free.
and no, don't think it's queer, to experience, weird emotions that have you feeling lost, I've been there.
Just get back to where you thought you went lost,and paint those steps over for a better cause.

Practice rappin' every day, if it's your passion! Nothn' can take that away, you be the masta'.
And if ya think ya can tellem' anyones' been a dissin',
Well show-em up, don't say you can't 'cause it's nuts, now don't be trippin'!

Sure this is a "battle", and I agree it seems we've both forfeit,
for I would rather be a team, help you out, than win a contest on a forum,
who's the queer now? ;P

If you feel like you're slippin' in life, and it's got you off the tracks of your mission,
just remember you've got a goal you have which you're stickin', that will feel a hell of a lot better once it's finished.
'Til then, continue to blast mad raps on the stage, and don't say you can't
cause ya still, and always will have the skills to make the cash.

but this is the end for me, my recovery friend, until our rhymes meet again.... :)
 
Promethazine, perphenazine, etizolam, guanficine plus a little phenibut and hydrozyzine, equals me, whatta ya mean, whatta ya got?
You got a pain in the butt, an asshole stabbing your gut, might of thought id back off but,
Rap sluts keep askin for me to wipe up their mind after they messed it, their fuckin brains fucked,
I'm back with my 365th wind, One for everyday I pick up a new win,
You know me think deep think dark, duck tape you up, make you bleed throw you to a damn shark,
Shut that fuckin dog up, imma fuck you up if i hear one more damn bark,
Imma cat, with that imma big ferocious tiger, I smell your fear as I approach your blood pressure goes higher,
Until your in cardiac arrest, Ill rest when I prove im the best at this go ahead n test,
Me end up with an arsenal attacking you with an arsenic glow, premium racing gas plus octane booster ready to blow,
Leave you as thing of the past, boosted into an afterlife as a pathetic excuse of a human sacrifice,
This can of flammable chemicals will leave you heavily doused, say goodbye to your spouse, get fire insurance for your house,
This polar vortex is comin to an end it's fizzling out,
At the other end of it is heat, enough to defrost and roast your meat,
Off your bones, you're lucky that you're out cold, you're soul is going once, twice, three times..sold,
Ill light a match, think fast and realize you're covered in gas, still wanna test me, trust me ill pass,
Everyone wanted an end to this never ending freezing cold winter,
Be careful what you wish for, might leave the world smoldering cinders,
Someone battle me, give me a challenge, the fire within me still lingers,
Im bass ackwards givin ya all of em but the middle finger.


-HOOD
(another half ass attempt.. gotta bait the trap somehow lol)
 
C'mon people im making it so very easy for you to come at me with things.. im actually setting myself up with things you can use against me if you can see them.
I'm kinda upset that people aren't as into this as i thought they would be. I told you all at the beginning I would win, and I guess I do because no one will even try anymore.
 
HDoubleODeezy
your craft's bullshit, straight cheesy
dont believe me ask Jeeves mang
36 chambers on some wu tang
as i do thangs in the new Range with the spliff game you couldnt whiff lame
say my name say my name
when no one is around you
say baby Im see through
why you playin games?
you actin kind of shady
probably should pay me
for even saying heyyy
this thread is fuckin gay
now get a mop and bucket before im spartan like Duckett
who is that you say?
read a fuckin book fool
I aint declarin no tuck rule
youre running out of days
to come up with some real rhymes
couldnt even steal mine
because youre just a name
aint no style or substance
just a fitted cap on some dumb kid
and i dont need no brain
to see you got some problems
but you never solve none
writin rhymes all day
i do this in my free time
you should just become a mime
with aint nothin to say
stop actin so damn corny
this shit is startin to bore me
but thats just why we play
the game of life you lost dog
lookin fatter than Boss Hogg
and that was fucked up to sayyy
but you brought this on your own self
pullin out the big boy belt
well now lets see whos paid
got nothin to lose here
except maybe your whole career
but who could really say
if that is a bad thing
or just another chicken wing
for you to salivate
I wrote this on some study pills
you should tryout for the Bills
with all that d league game
its not that I dislike you or even want to fight you
but youre chasin fame
and its not gonna happen
worst thing to ever start rappin
you shoulda taken the train
directly to my nutsack
one way dog no comin back
now I sound fuckin gay
its from bein around you
probably got swine flu
but thats just what they say
cant confirm or deny that
probably wish that you were black
or maybe just in shape
but im really done now
so enter this fist like Kung Pow
and try to slither away

for some reason I got the song Say My Name by destiny's child stuck in my head and im sleep deprived atm but this helped me fall asleep. that wasnt a jab or anything, it just made me tired to type all that this late so I thank you hOOdeezy
 
Ha, I'll ask Jeeves somethin, guess who has it comin,
He won't even know till this faggit fuckin plummets, from spittin this dumb shit,
Fricken dumb ass, like "hey.. fuckin A, this kids white and raps, lets just call him fuckin gay",
Can't see how that could possibly get in the way for me to say what I've got to say,
Sayin im fat, 200lbs ooh yeah like im so huge, at least i ain't no scrawny crack head from Philly wishin you could rap like Cass do,
You couldn't even bust a rhyme if I gave you a half broken one to bust, now back up as I turn your style to dust,
Here's the thing bro, I rap you and you sing ho, bringin up names of people you wish you did know, is what did you in though,
Talking 38 chambers like you cool with the Wu, I'll dirt you bastard, after i ghost your face and killa raekwon too,
I could rap like you
Type short ass shit like you
A couple syllable rhymes or two
In single lines like you
I really dont wanna seem that rude..
But seriously why the fuck would I wanna sound at all like you?,
I'd say your name but what I wanna attack is really under its surface , but tell me did you misspell that shit on purpose?
I dont wanna be long winded so ill skip right to the point, your subTOTAL is nothing, zero, nadda, troz, narf, poitt..
Fuckin babblings all i got from your faggity sad ass tryin to pass through so breezy, remember your the one philly now whos beef is cheesy?,
Im talkin a steak and cheese sub-liminal, there's some food for thought,
Man this is too easy, You entered this contest you don't realize you've been got,
Cuz there more you try to get at me, the more you're saying your everything that you're not,
Realizing now it's a battle you shoulda never fought.


I could go on but i just woke up and i'll save the rest for the next round..

But just wondering.. how do you know im white, wear a fitted hat and am a bigger (around 200lb) person?
 
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you just a crabby ass ninja
a flabby ass ninja
on your way to urban outfitters
just a faggot ass ninja
no wait a ragged ass ninja
"I think I saw him goin that away"
people would rat on yo ass ninja
faster than an african dinner
and your face so fuckin ugly
they used to charge ya double for a school picture
I say what I want you gotta ask for permission
while Im back in the kitchen
with that ground beef and jerk chicken
you just busy starin in the mirror
tryin to figure out when your chin got an extension
call your girl maybe like that Carly Rae Jepsen
9 months goin by
now say hi to your step-son
and I never even met the muhhfucker
probably wettin the bed muhhfucker
gotta feed it three times a day
or its dead muhhfucker
and thats goin through YOUR head muhhfucker
why dont you try numbers 3s at mickeys ds for lent muhhfucker
and while your at it go get john tuckered
 
Come on man, fat jokes??? i aint even fat.. i was wondering how you knew my weight. im big but its all muscle.

Your a joke. Horrible rhymes and all you do is try to be funny.. you should be on Def Jam "muhhfucker".
 
get the old bay seasoning out crabby McCrabsters here

its better than nobody rlse imn helpinb you out you know
 
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