lounge rap battle

well im just comin through to let ya know
just who around here got the sickest flow
It be me be me homeboy
In this rappin game
I be Mvp homeboy
but it aint no thang
Dont be surprised if I spit ill shit till im outta breath
and you know my rhymes be speedy like they smokin meth
see these homeboys thinking they can fuck with me
but these little gangsta wannabes just dont see
bout to be a white g on a killin spree
if i dont leave you dead you be an amputee
now enough with the violence, lets change up the subject
when it comes to spittin hot shit you know ya boy be a vet
now all good things have to come to an end
but dont be surprised if i come around and kick it again
 
Memory lane, man the good times and bad times, smoking nickel and dime bags, getting the crew together, busting out our ideas, to build a activity, crossing the streets and spots that we hang, some drugs were dealt, with a side of fist fights, first instinct is to run away from the red and blue lights, end up hopping fences, while ditching into forests, cause if the authorities going try to catch me, I’m going to run faster then forest gump, safe for now, but tomorrow is a new stunt.
 
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I got an idea, put my cock in the air
I fucked Blues Clues host on his Thinking Chair
You are confused, I shall suck the nuts of a moose
I will pee in your cup, you thought it was apple juice
I am the tin man, oil me everytime I bend over
I was declared dead, death by dick in a toaster
 
mangtheanimal said:
I got an idea, put my cock in the air
I fucked Blues Clues host on his Thinking Chair
You are confused, I shall suck the nuts of a moose
I will pee in your cup, you thought it was apple juice
I am the tin man, oil me everytime I bend over
I was declared dead, death by dick in a toaster
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Your idea of fucking a blue dogs master is quiet psychotic, yet some people find your sexual acts erotic, but I'm not really down with banging animals, cause I can manage to find a woman to suck on my genitals.:\
 
You come around here, you know you're rocking with the best
I'll take you're skills and strength and put 'em to the test
I'll fuck you up, beat you down, then you wish you hadn't messed
And then I'll kill your ass, throw you out, then ask "who's next?"
 
ShroomBoom321 said:
Your idea of fucking a blue dogs master is quiet psychotic, yet some people find your sexual acts erotic, but I'm not really down with banging animals, cause I can manage to find a woman to suck on my genitals.:\
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You would be correct, I'm a psychopath, give me some help!
Call me crazy, but all animals got you 'beat' beneath the belt..
My dong hangs long, imho its too big for sex
Unzipped it by the tracks, and there was a fuggin train wreck
Will joo be my gurl? lets fuck around in your parents hot tub
I'll turn it from 'intercourse' to 'rape', just like 'push' comes to 'shove'
 
Lyrics from the dragon thats tippin over bandwagons
You just hopped on
and now its draggin you strong
trapped underneath
theres no ejecting from this seat
Pavement skins you to the bones
cause you scared to be alone
so rep it for your group
and prepare for the tomato soup
cause thats all people gonna see
when you trade your soul for a fee

(i think i have some sort of anticonformist message in there lol)
 
With a flow this vicious, it's easy too get addicted
Got 2 80's? Good, let's sniff em
Then buy 2 more, get glued too the floor
than pop 6 bars, it's never too far.
Your surprised? Really, come on; what
do you expect young crazy adicted too oxycodone
Just remember, this worlds dog eat dog, you better
believe it. I eat so many dogs, you can call me korean.
 
OpiodSlave said:
With a flow this vicious, it's easy too get addicted
Got 2 80's? Good, let's sniff em
Then buy 2 more, get glued too the floor
than pop 6 bars, it's never too far.
Your surprised? Really, come on; what
do you expect young crazy adicted too oxycodone
Just remember, this worlds dog eat dog, you better
believe it. I eat so many dogs, you can call me korean.
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Shut da fuck up, you ain't nothing but a fiend
I serve all ya'll niggas and make that cream
While ya'll mothafuckas all slinky and lean
Bet you'd suck dick for that shit, and
If you come near me ya throat gets slit
Yo veins gonna get fucked cause that shit
All I gotta do is make sure my blunt is lit
Yeah nigga fuck all that other shit
Yeah you eat fuckin dogs
Listen you nasty nig nogs
You be suckin' dick for pills
then wonder why you feel ill
just lookin' for one more pill
 
Opioid Slave?
Begone, ye vile knave!
Thou art worth not enough, to dig thine own grave!
Yet continueth, and continueth, dost thou, dost thou not?
Hark! The church bell tolls, 'tis time already for your cot!
Crawl back within thine mother's slimy womb, tho' the flesh thereof be dry and haggard,
for thou art nothing, but a wurm, a cur, a filthy, thieving blackguard!
 
The_Idler said:
Opioid Slave?
Begone, ye vile knave!
Thou art worth not enough, to dig thine own grave!
Yet continueth, and continueth, dost thou, dost thou not?
Hark! The church bell tolls, 'tis time already for your cot!
Crawl back within thine mother's slimy womb, tho' the flesh thereof be dry and haggard,
for thou art nothing, but a wurm, a cur, a filthy, thieving blackguard!
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You look for cheap thrills like addicts look for pills,
Back the fuck off or I'll show you these lyrics will kill.
With raps that pathedic, I don't even need too get poetic.
You trying too bury me, is like kids teaching elementary.
So now I leave your respect in the cemeterary, I guess
I'll get beaten eventually, once they get a silver bullet,
I got drug stories so crazy they tell me im full of it, but
im living proof, old habbits die hard, so Ill be the reighing
king by far.
 
Look I'm not a grammar teacher but I can tell you spittin fiction
Your preaching about junkies but your a Slave to ur addiction
Eventually beaten, its been done 2 thousand years past
In a former prehistoric life where I smoked your lyrics like weak grass
You best stock up on some vitamins, prescription meds, and wheat grass
in your eyes your a weak cat that leaves fights with busted knee caps
Not to mention a loss of dignity, you gotta be kidding me
Silver bullets I pull it and they rip thru your kidney
 
Battle battle
bo-battle
banana fanna
fo-fattle
me mi moe
mattle
battle!

Word

...but for real, score for strobemylobe for hot lines and killer internal rhyme schemes
 
psssftt

This nigga say he bench at Bally's
Hmmm lets take a tally, only bitch u fucked is meth head Sally
After that skeezy bitch your sex life has come to its finale.

What you know bout ideological fantasies.
Nigga you got no vanity
Your dirty like joe dirt with a wort.
Stop playin final fantasy, step into reality b4 sally takes you to court

So you from willy wonka land?
Or are you in a gay irish flute band?
There's to many logical fallicies in all your ideologies
You never made it to Trigonometry

Xavier will rape yo ass and to u its a favor.
welcome he's your next door neighbor

Your rhymes are a scam
you playing spacejam while watching kazam.
White boy eat yo spam
 
Gods my witness, and your out look is bleak
Your fitness it total, lyrically totally weak
Your like Lupe Fiasco, but ten times the geek
You could say me and your mom like to travel
She likes to go Greek
Let these flows unravel, most rated and hated
Your reply will be jaded
After police raid your crack den
and your laptop is liberated
Your just a stray cat enticed by some warm milk
Your demise I rhyme and skin you for fake Armani silk
we're talking way beyond here, 10 galaxies away
im like an aids infested phallus drippin ready to play
dripping like the end of your infected needle
My words will split your femurs youll feel feeble
i rhyme like im on a podium cuz im talking to the people
Its rap yall feel me lyrical weapons lethal
 
The_Idler said:
Opioid Slave?
Begone, ye vile knave!
Thou art worth not enough, to dig thine own grave!
Yet continueth, and continueth, dost thou, dost thou not?
Hark! The church bell tolls, 'tis time already for your cot!
Crawl back within thine mother's slimy womb, tho' the flesh thereof be dry and haggard,
for thou art nothing, but a wurm, a cur, a filthy, thieving blackguard!
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i just read that in my mind with the voice of brian blessid. quality :D
 
strobemylobe

Im just joking im not real good just for fun..


you strob yo flow looks weak like zeek da plumber.
If you dont recognize him go ask joe the plumber
Ya moms likes to travel? send her ass up the creek wit zeek.

Lupe Fiasco would shit on your face while he drank tobasko
Then he hits ya whit da calico and flushes you to the bottom

Whether is spring, winter summer or autumn you still tryin to get in the bottom circle. Too bad you look like steve irkel mixed with a turtle.
You a pansy go grab ya girdle

And plz chill wit da innfected needles b4 u affect the pplz wit ya beautles.
Matter fact you look like Beautilguies from sector 5674
When i see you ugly ass ima shut the door.
 
im the nicest on bluelight

all of you should know this
my style been atrocious since parties had glowsticks

disease breed species cops wanna reach me
got fiends droppin feces for purple Mitsubishies

Real deal connect my block work is drastic
keep it in the jar cuz its burnin thru the plastic

and Queens dont play - we dangerous people
been dumpin hundred packs since K was legal

aint nobody stoppin me cuz cant nobody copy me
cuz papi got the property to hide your body properly
play it like monopoly so if it aint sodomy its aggravated robbery
thats why i got these Brolic G's walkin on either side of me
talking to an anomaly
astronomy
cosmology
my own words astonish me

listen real close and you can sneak peek the recipe
4 parts of arrogance and 5 parts complexity
JUST THE BARE NECESSITIES

take the razor blade and u can chop it on the table
take a big bump baby let it burn your nasal
got the scription bottle but im peelin off the label

they got the dough i snatch it up
then they chop the package up
they chop-chop-chop up on the mirror spread it on the glass and such
hand me a straw - i kno its raw STILL i pass it up
drug war ambassador
alpine capacitor
for you turn the amperage up
best believe I mastered the
tripple beam and digital
man I aint even kiddin you
I put a whole pound out and cake off the residuals
talkin to a man whos real tight behind his principals
vitamins and minerals
I serve criminals - cops - teachers - bartenders - and bikers
on they bottom dolla they really fuckin they life up
got people buyin bud to keep from fuckin they wife up

Sisters - brothers - old heads - youngers
Iraqi war vets whos minds stuck in the bunkers
people from the gutter who get they grub from the dumpster
ill even serve ya motha im a hustlin mother fucka
i got it goin ON
you lookin at a legend not an acura or john
I dominate this genre

rearrange the format - work under the floormat
u never ever seen that you never even heard of it
so even if u killed the verse the fact remains I murdered it

First degree emergency - swervin urban insurgency
U heard police?
License-Registration- and insurence please?
I hit the clutch and turn the key
a crown vic aint burin me!
short shift-first to fifth- up the street with urgency
 
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
 
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