YOU WANNA BATTLE ME??
YOU WANNA BATTLE ME??
The other batlle thread topic was gettin to long. Post all ya freestyles unda dis topic now.
Last edited by Erace on Dec 31 2004 09:04 pm, edited 3 times in total.
Look, erace thinks he's tha only one here
man enough to try me after only one beer
there's only one fear that I got and punk it aint you
the reason im hot- I do shit you can't do
like bang thru ya whole crew and families too
you'll be breathless, face purple and blue
pale as a ghost
i'll do 3-5 at tha most
ryhme so deadly ya die from eyeing tha post
it seems to me you been tryin to long
you started tha batlle and ain't even rhymin a song
it's a crime to belong,
thats why these kids are tryin to do wrong
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man enough to try me after only one beer
there's only one fear that I got and punk it aint you
the reason im hot- I do shit you can't do
like bang thru ya whole crew and families too
you'll be breathless, face purple and blue
pale as a ghost
i'll do 3-5 at tha most
ryhme so deadly ya die from eyeing tha post
it seems to me you been tryin to long
you started tha batlle and ain't even rhymin a song
it's a crime to belong,
thats why these kids are tryin to do wrong
................
Oh hellz nah!!!!! baloo you ain't gave up yet?
I'll run up on you and grip your whole entire face,
dis-mantle your head like the shelf above a fire place,
pull out all your teeth so I know that there won't be a trace,
You can't just jump to eating flesh it's an acquired taste,
I seem to like a bit better wit a garlic baste,
I'm even grindin down your bones so the will be no waste,
the bloody fragments sting my eyeballs worse than fuckin mace,
you've just been tortured and devoured by the hands of grace,
at the sound of my voice even hard niggas cringe,
get stuck with my syringe,
and become chow for my flesh eating binge,
knee caps and shins,
human skins,
evil smiles and grins,
cut you in half like twins,
this is where torture begins,
unlike respected dead,you where never made hearseble,
your in over your head,and I'm a fuckin submersible,
I'll slice and stab,
your flab,
like a fuckin crab,
put you in a cab,
and pin the murder on a fuckin arab,
you should've known about fuckin wit the tyrant,
packin so much heat you need an anti-perspirant,
so violent,
steadly leavin niggas silent,
so ashes to ashes,dust to dust,
I'll admit,that I'll s h i t and spit,
on your grave in discust,
open your mouth yo that is the worst,
cause if I ever hit a girl, nigga you'll be the first,
your shit is rehearsed,
and your voice should be reversed,
so your lungs fill up wit all that stupid shit and they burst,
lyrically your rectum gets brused,
I come from the place where niggas get fuckin abused,
the realm of violent crime,
where bitches get fucked in the pussy and the ass at the same time.
I'll run up on you and grip your whole entire face,
dis-mantle your head like the shelf above a fire place,
pull out all your teeth so I know that there won't be a trace,
You can't just jump to eating flesh it's an acquired taste,
I seem to like a bit better wit a garlic baste,
I'm even grindin down your bones so the will be no waste,
the bloody fragments sting my eyeballs worse than fuckin mace,
you've just been tortured and devoured by the hands of grace,
at the sound of my voice even hard niggas cringe,
get stuck with my syringe,
and become chow for my flesh eating binge,
knee caps and shins,
human skins,
evil smiles and grins,
cut you in half like twins,
this is where torture begins,
unlike respected dead,you where never made hearseble,
your in over your head,and I'm a fuckin submersible,
I'll slice and stab,
your flab,
like a fuckin crab,
put you in a cab,
and pin the murder on a fuckin arab,
you should've known about fuckin wit the tyrant,
packin so much heat you need an anti-perspirant,
so violent,
steadly leavin niggas silent,
so ashes to ashes,dust to dust,
I'll admit,that I'll s h i t and spit,
on your grave in discust,
open your mouth yo that is the worst,
cause if I ever hit a girl, nigga you'll be the first,
your shit is rehearsed,
and your voice should be reversed,
so your lungs fill up wit all that stupid shit and they burst,
lyrically your rectum gets brused,
I come from the place where niggas get fuckin abused,
the realm of violent crime,
where bitches get fucked in the pussy and the ass at the same time.
Double drop it!!!!!
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Jack in the Wall
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dandmantra
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I read all this sh!t and think it's funny how kids just wanna act vicious
like they've ever held an axe and actually did something malicious
It's like people forget that words are more powerful when used as a weapon
Not as a weapon talkin about weapons and how they gonna cave ya head in.
I sat here bearin witness to pre-written bla bla and almost gagged on my chitlins.
Don't you know how easy it is to tell when someone's spittin written?
Are we supposed to be impressed because you took a couple hours last night and pieced together some sh!t for a made up battle?
Hittin the "post reply" button and spewin out a bunch of psycho-babble.
Jesus Krist kid go see a fukkin therapist.
Don't come on this website and make everyone suffer for what your parents did.
Your pops probly raped you while your mother watched.
You probably got your ass kicked up and down the block.
You probably didn't have food to eat with cupboards bare in the kitchen,
while your sister sold her ass to feed her crack rock addiction
It's not my fault that you weren't raised right.
I could care less that you paint your fingernails black before you grip the mic.
It's like you watched 8mile and The Exorcist at the same time.
What makes you think there's talent in acting like you've lost your fukkin mind?
Try staying at home next time you decide to put on a trenchcoat and creep around your neighbors windows.
Work on your lyrics and read a couple self help books about keepin things simple.
Cause when you complicate life you run into too many obstacles.
And if you stand in front of me talking crazy sh!t, I'mma snatch your testicles
and sell 'em on the black market to a gang of homosexual cannibals.
I'm not impressed that you think of yourself as some kind of crazy animal.
So go ahead and bring it back, but this time flip one off the lid
think for a couple minutes
I doubt anyone cares how CRAZY YOU IS
try writin something legible and intelligent
Cuz noone wants to read your prewritten "hardcore death metal" sh!t.
like they've ever held an axe and actually did something malicious
It's like people forget that words are more powerful when used as a weapon
Not as a weapon talkin about weapons and how they gonna cave ya head in.
I sat here bearin witness to pre-written bla bla and almost gagged on my chitlins.
Don't you know how easy it is to tell when someone's spittin written?
Are we supposed to be impressed because you took a couple hours last night and pieced together some sh!t for a made up battle?
Hittin the "post reply" button and spewin out a bunch of psycho-babble.
Jesus Krist kid go see a fukkin therapist.
Don't come on this website and make everyone suffer for what your parents did.
Your pops probly raped you while your mother watched.
You probably got your ass kicked up and down the block.
You probably didn't have food to eat with cupboards bare in the kitchen,
while your sister sold her ass to feed her crack rock addiction
It's not my fault that you weren't raised right.
I could care less that you paint your fingernails black before you grip the mic.
It's like you watched 8mile and The Exorcist at the same time.
What makes you think there's talent in acting like you've lost your fukkin mind?
Try staying at home next time you decide to put on a trenchcoat and creep around your neighbors windows.
Work on your lyrics and read a couple self help books about keepin things simple.
Cause when you complicate life you run into too many obstacles.
And if you stand in front of me talking crazy sh!t, I'mma snatch your testicles
and sell 'em on the black market to a gang of homosexual cannibals.
I'm not impressed that you think of yourself as some kind of crazy animal.
So go ahead and bring it back, but this time flip one off the lid
think for a couple minutes
I doubt anyone cares how CRAZY YOU IS
try writin something legible and intelligent
Cuz noone wants to read your prewritten "hardcore death metal" sh!t.
Thanks for all the shoes.
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Jungle Mike
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back in the cipha make 360 degrees complete
i spit without beer cuz im in the AA seat
need i repeat?
straight from the dome sober head to feet
like soccer without a cleat
like math tests without a cute shorty near to cheat
rhymes like heaven
make LL Cool J count 10, 9, 8, 7
make your bread unleaven
you blowin type over my breath b .011
you rhyme type weeded
like a bumbaclot be bleeded
its the 28th day dont need that ish seeded
believe it
my rhythm be heated
call my name when you read it
relax, im tight with my tracks
shit ill wear a hoodie with slacks
im gully no Factor type Max
and no rudebwai clackity clacks
the big boys got our backs
sit back and find out
what im really about
sweat my babyface not my clout
that why im rhymin no doubt
i spit without beer cuz im in the AA seat
need i repeat?
straight from the dome sober head to feet
like soccer without a cleat
like math tests without a cute shorty near to cheat
rhymes like heaven
make LL Cool J count 10, 9, 8, 7
make your bread unleaven
you blowin type over my breath b .011
you rhyme type weeded
like a bumbaclot be bleeded
its the 28th day dont need that ish seeded
believe it
my rhythm be heated
call my name when you read it
relax, im tight with my tracks
shit ill wear a hoodie with slacks
im gully no Factor type Max
and no rudebwai clackity clacks
the big boys got our backs
sit back and find out
what im really about
sweat my babyface not my clout
that why im rhymin no doubt
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sureshot6778
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Here's a quickie//you sissy hypocritical//political//clitoral individuals tryin to step to me//Lavishly spittin your words//verbs//and predicates while your style is so irrelevant to the situation at hand//I'm not the man nor have i ever claimed to be//I walk this planet just as aimlessly as you seem to be//you're like a fast food station attendent//not splendid with your words but fumbling with your choice of rhetoric//This craft is delicate and I crafted with gumption//no conjunctions will be used to get my point across//call it holocaust without the sacrifice of human lives//more like human emotion//the notion that i am wack is backpacked like you motha fuckas at hiphop hell//i excel without the use of Microsoft//and i am not the one you thought was lost like Lauryn//just a cat who likes to spend his free time snorin.
Booooooooooooooo...boooooooooooooo...i should never ever ever try to write a rhyme ever again...hahahahaha
Booooooooooooooo...boooooooooooooo...i should never ever ever try to write a rhyme ever again...hahahahaha
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Just The Tone
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that statement is more ignorant than the lame point you were trying to make.Just The Tone wrote:Not that I have any clue as to any of this shite, but I'm pretty sure that no Hip Hop MC has EVER used the word (or even knows what a) predicate (is)
also, how can you have no clue, yet be pretty sure....
you claimin that I'm not malicious,
but I'm leavin you bitches,
swiming with fishes,
you washed up like dishes,
so what it took me a while to return,
the respect that I've earned,
is like a fire and you gettin burned,
I'm hot as hells kitchen,
so stop your bitchin,
you on my fuckin dick n,
you won't refrain from lickin,
thats why my peeps is stickin,
this gun against your spine,
now watch your girly grind,
across my cock a couple times,
got her squealin like a swine,
she say that ass is mine,
I know that ass is fine,
so you know I can't decline,
so I'm out and yo this shits been fun,
but it was over and you lost before the shit begun......
but I'm leavin you bitches,
swiming with fishes,
you washed up like dishes,
so what it took me a while to return,
the respect that I've earned,
is like a fire and you gettin burned,
I'm hot as hells kitchen,
so stop your bitchin,
you on my fuckin dick n,
you won't refrain from lickin,
thats why my peeps is stickin,
this gun against your spine,
now watch your girly grind,
across my cock a couple times,
got her squealin like a swine,
she say that ass is mine,
I know that ass is fine,
so you know I can't decline,
so I'm out and yo this shits been fun,
but it was over and you lost before the shit begun......
Double drop it!!!!!