Write your own lyrics/rap

Originally posted by Dr. Octagon
It would be a joke if it was April the first
I’ve ruined you before, but I’m feeling the thirst
You gave me the quote cuz you were really shook
You not a nerd, you just a worm lost in a wordless book
I’m not broke, you think I felt dissed?
Perforate the bladder now don’t seriously be pissed
I’ve got 3 different styles; smart, fresh and gore
Stop listening to Jay-z and Kanye, your ears must be sore
I’m not swinging off Deathblow, but why would u even think that
You gay? Bi? Rapist? Pedophile? Doesn’t matter u still wack
I never said you were a nerd, but would u like me to?
I’m not capable of saying that, cuz you’re too stupid for it to be true
I keep reading your sub-par wack bullshit style
Seems like its some recycled predictable shit off 8 Mile
That’s not hip hop, that’s some other shit said Premier
Your rhymes died off faster than Mase’s returning second career
KMC is bored of you, stop with the pop culture references
If I wanted that I would just watch MTV without your worthless sentences
Burned like a cow? What the ****ing hell does that mean
Oh shit, didn’t know you and animals were that of the same eye candy scene
You seem like you running out of things to say, what’s wrong got amnesia?
[b]goldfish style putting you to rest with anesthesia
goldfish style putting you to rest with anesthesia [/B]

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
boy, you are a waste of a breath
tired club lyrics is all thats left
I don't feel the end, I dont feel the premise
why do you keep on with a nonstop, lousy sentence
I'm a worm, was that supposed to hurt
Or are you the gay one, looking for a flirt
look somewhere else, because I don't wear a skirt
and please take off the extra medium shirts
You talking all the phrases, you can't be serious
eye candy and animals, boy you delirious
This time I waste, continuing to type
I could just picture you, sniffing up a pipe...
goldfish style, is that what you represent
it does remind me of a goldfish, cause all the do is shit
You seem to think you're a pimp, you're a player
when all the girls you say hi to say "see you later"
amnesia is a state, worse than confusion
as bad as I'm making you look, you must be fedding delusions
I would keep coming right back, but your friends are the intrusion
you might have had the torch, before I came
I see no reason to be impressed, all that shit is lame
when you keep coming on like your are wild
it tells me you need a lesson, C-master style.

Originally posted by Deathblow
And in the words of Donnie Darko, ''go suck a f*ck''.

Originally posted by FREAKY CAL
oct made him switch that dumb double - spaced grade f term paper style of writing

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
boy, you are a waste of a breath
tired club lyrics is all thats left
I don't feel the end, I dont feel the premise
why do you keep on with a nonstop, lousy sentence
I'm a worm, was that supposed to hurt
Or are you the gay one, looking for a flirt
look somewhere else, because I don't wear a skirt
and please take off the extra medium shirts
You talking all the phrases, you can't be serious
eye candy and animals, boy you delirious
This time I waste, continuing to type
I could just picture you, sniffing up a pipe...
goldfish style, is that what you represent
it does remind me of a goldfish, cause all the do is shit
You seem to think you're a pimp, you're a player
when all the girls you say hi to say "see you later"
amnesia is a state, worse than confusion
as bad as I'm making you look, you must be fedding delusions
I would keep coming right back, but your friends are the intrusion
you might have had the torch, before I came
I see no reason to be impressed, all that shit is lame
when you keep coming on like your are wild
it tells me you need a lesson, C-master style.

Tired club lyrics? Your rhymes are expired and outdated
Did I even mention anything club related?
Congrats on changing your format and getting a vocab
Now that’s done and said, time for KMC to continue its gag
Cuz we still aren’t impressed with what you’re bringing to the table
It’s just adding unnecessary weight like fat kids riding horses on a stable
The industry killed your mind, but u still try to bite the dust?
You can bite all you want, I just can’t wait till you combust
I shattered those dreams of sex, love and money with a twist
You couldn’t get ass even if you were a proctologist
After about 3 rounds, im fine while your in bruises and cuts
After that proctologist diss, I still cant believe your searching for butts
You wont be able to come back like Ice Cube after “Friday”
Blood shots from a jalapeno, bites from the killer bee
I’m the reason why Raz didn’t ban you from KMC
I’m not a player, im not a pimp but I still get some
All you think about is ****ing someone’s mom, and that day will never come
I’m soo high above all, druggies are feeling afraid
You’re the only person here without any friends, but u still feel betrayed
Goldfish style we’re leaving you with active grenades
Goldfish style we’re leaving you with active grenades

😐

Originally posted by Dr. Octagon
Tired club lyrics? Your rhymes are expired and outdated
Did I even mention anything club related?
Congrats on changing your format and getting a vocab
Now that’s done and said, time for KMC to continue its gag
Cuz we still aren’t impressed with what you’re bringing to the table
It’s just adding unnecessary weight like fat kids riding horses on a stable
The industry killed your mind, but u still try to bite the dust?
You can bite all you want, I just can’t wait till you combust
I shattered those dreams of sex, love and money with a twist
You couldn’t get ass even if you were a proctologist
After about 3 rounds, im fine while your in bruises and cuts
After that proctologist diss, I still cant believe your searching for butts
You wont be able to come back like Ice Cube after “Friday”
Blood shots from a jalapeno, bites from the killer bee
I’m the reason why Raz didn’t ban you from KMC
I’m not a player, im not a pimp but I still get some
All you think about is ****ing someone’s mom, and that day will never come
I’m soo high above all, druggies are feeling afraid
You’re the only person here without any friends, but u still feel betrayed
[b]Goldfish style we’re leaving you with active grenades
Goldfish style we’re leaving you with active grenades

😐 [/B]

Ah dock ock, how sweet of you to notice me
and be jealous of the fact I get more booty than a toilet seat
funny thing is you make less and less rhyme
a sure sign that you have fallen out of your prime
whats wrong, my words puttin you to sleep
I see you like smilies, and thats all that I see
I came in early, and I took all the keeps
trying to sound smart, but you sound quite weak
you peeps mean little, they help you sun
about as effective as firing blanks for the gun
and through all this banter you probably didn't notice
that the man with grenades, is me, right out the service
blast what you say, like an M16,
nothing to sing
is that all, please have something to bring
You brag about peoples moms like you want them
You probably stay on more dick, than a trojan condom
listen to me
then you'll see
Why you'll log off for about 2 weeks
as for the space
save the hate
I already knew you couldn't properly read
You try to make poetry a science, I make it an art
send you all packing, with you boys who aint smart
Using silly words, like penny and ninny
You think you got props, well I get plenty.

Tell me what you think of the lyrics that sent me.

C-Master 2005

Originally posted by Deathblow
Dear god, you're an oaf kid let me share this hunch of mine/
Two guys, one's the wife, it's a pretty straight-forward punchline/
It's crunch-time, I'll 'serve' you like steak at lunch-time/
''Hello, this is Death-Blow via ghetto-blaster,
Delivering a much simpler punchline for illiterate C-Master''
You come with all the street-smarts of Elmer Fudd/
And if 'wack' as an STD, you'd pissing blood/
Oh my god help Mr. C I swear he's gonna end up dead!/
''Diagnosis: Fullofshitis'' Doc Octagon said/
Doctor Doctor is it terminal or worse, contagious?/
''No, sadly it means this puny Femcee will never be famous''/
It's no suprise, cos you flavorless like an artichoke too/
So I'll guess I'll just hold my tongue when I start-to-choke-you/
Speaking of holding tongues, you need a clamp around yours/
Cos you 'spitting' more rotten flesh than the shark from Jaws/
And I slay rubber sharks with mad [b]goldfish style/
Hurl fireballs like Ryu, you all blonde hair and tight leather like Guile. [/B]

Hey silly man, why you end with a slash
is that a cutoff for me to roast your ass?
Its like this, man you're a chore
You say a bunch of something, but I hear nothing more
Why don't you go to dock ock and get a new lession
While I serve you up, like a ten oclock concession
You wanted to talk, you got an interjection
don't come back, I hope you learned your lesson
stick to the tool, stick to the blitz
stick to whatever, is better than your piss
You got the heat, well I got the shades
putting you out, is what gets me paid
Speaking of streetfighter, do you remember ken?
The one who had that special "shoryuken"
I caught the connection, where you forgot it
You wanted to own me, but fool you never bought it
Use some new words
you just got served
Using rhymes I heard in kindergarten
I am the choice
Hear my voice
You talking out your ass, so your mouth must be fartin.

C-Master 2005

do NOT steal rhymes from LL Cool J...that toilet seat is a classic

ill drop my part after work 😄 peace!

edit: and dont edit your post after you drop the freestyle

all right brain freeze.

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
Hey silly man, why you end with a slash
is that a cutoff for me to roast your ass?
Its like this, man you're a chore
You say a bunch of something, but I hear nothing more
Why don't you go to dock ock and get a new lession
While I serve you up, like a ten oclock concession
You wanted to talk, you got an interjection
don't come back, I hope you learned your lesson
stick to the tool, stick to the blitz
stick to whatever, is better than your piss
You got the heat, well I got the shades
putting you out, is what gets me paid
Speaking of streetfighter, do you remember ken?
The one who had that special "shoryuken"
I caught the connection, where you forgot it
You wanted to own me, but fool you never bought it
Use some new words
you just got served
Using rhymes I heard in kindergarten
I am the choice
Hear my voice
You talking out your ass, so your mouth must be fartin.

C-Master 2005

I agree, it's time for new words, howbout C-Master's ''killable''?/
See unlike you I'm not scared to use more than one syllable/
And speaking of asses, I do believe you letting yours do the spitting/
Which may explain your flow's similarity to shitting/
I'll rip and wreck your design/
B!tch you tried but couldn't even flip my Street Fighter line/
You better take a 'Placebo', cos you're a 'Nancy Boy'/
Ain't even good enough to be a bad writer, you're a spoof of one like a Tom Clancy toy/
Wit, depth and intelligence, just listing what your verse lacked/
Cos you like Michael Douglas, your 'Basic Instinct' is to over-act/
You said ''putting me out'' is what gets you payed/
Yet you're a man who still lives with his mom and has yet to get layed/
And what's with the kindergarten thing again, leave the kiddies alone/
Go home, tell mommy that I'm in the zone/
Maybe the old 'dog' will throw you a bone/
Cos you ain't getting nothing here, lyrics sound like they where written for under 5's like A.A. Milne/
So I'll just leave you looking like Paris Hilton: screwed on film.

Originally posted by FREAKY CAL
yeah my ego is bigger and the balls to match/
matter fact too big for your girl to scratch/
how you like them apples, a lil different from balls huh?/
apples fall from trees, balls fell from george's drawers huh?/
I made ya'll mad cause I'll adress you and undress you at the same time/
and flip the shit appearently seen and put it in a rhyme/
cut the crap, son, you try so hard to get me back, son/
but before you think of that rhyme, it's already wack,son/
mad your mom sent you to neverland with micheal jackson/
you've been treated like a (HOE!!!) by a Thunder Cat ,son/
get on my knees for you the way you do for Gee?/
balls were made for procreation, or made for you, not for me/

remarks by dpitg: are ya'll still playing or am i getting ya'll mad?
remember, I don't know any of you personally. SnoopB you my boy you know i'm effin with you, don't cry, keep responding
Darth Revan, you're my nemesis the best person responding to me
Lana, your the only person I know for sure is a girl here and I love you. Doc, you never took it personal, respect. And anyone else I 've responded too lighten up its still just a game

hey let's keep this battle going, it's how I vent during my free time.
feel free to use my remarks as fire power against me or continue to do your original thangs peeps. Don't forget to wash your ass before reporting to the dinner table, PEACE

*Raps*

😐

Originally posted by Deathblow
I agree, it's time for new words, howbout C-Master's ''killable''?/
See unlike you I'm not scared to use more than one syllable/
And speaking of asses, I do believe you letting yours do the spitting/
Which may explain your flow's similarity to shitting/
I'll rip and wreck your design/
B!tch you tried but couldn't even flip my Street Fighter line/
You better take a 'Placebo', cos you're a 'Nancy Boy'/
Ain't even good enough to be a bad writer, you're a spoof of one like a Tom Clancy toy/
Wit, depth and intelligence, just listing what your verse lacked/
Cos you like Michael Douglas, your 'Basic Instinct' is to over-act/
You said ''putting me out'' is what gets you payed/
Yet you're a man who still lives with his mom and has yet to get layed/
And what's with the kindergarten thing again, leave the kiddies alone/
Go home, tell mommy that I'm in the zone/
Maybe the old 'dog' will throw you a bone/
Cos you ain't getting nothing here, lyrics sound like they where written for under 5's like A.A. Milne/
So I'll just leave you looking like Paris Hilton: screwed on film.

Resorting to namecalling is bad for a mod
I really apologize for burning you on the spot
You got what you needed, so good attention
Your rhymes were still in the first dimension
Alas there is still hope yet
Get a towel to dry off, you appear to be wet
Then come back, with your lesson learned
How you got beat more times, than a teaspoon of sperm
Oh, was that last was just far too nasty
what you gonna say, now you wanna cap me?
Talking about dogs, you off in the shed
Using these versus, from "I bumped your head
Nothing to fear
use your ear
and pick up on the point I dropped.
Use your brain
its sounding the same
And, god please stop watching kindergarten cop.

C-Master 2005

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
Ah dock ock, how sweet of you to notice me
and be jealous of the fact I get more booty than a toilet seat
funny thing is you make less and less rhyme
a sure sign that you have fallen out of your prime
whats wrong, my words puttin you to sleep
I see you like smilies, and thats all that I see
I came in early, and I took all the keeps
trying to sound smart, but you sound quite weak
you peeps mean little, they help you sun
about as effective as firing blanks for the gun
and through all this banter you probably didn't notice
that the man with grenades, is me, right out the service
blast what you say, like an M16,
nothing to sing
is that all, please have something to bring
You brag about peoples moms like you want them
You probably stay on more dick, than a trojan condom
listen to me
then you'll see
Why you'll log off for about 2 weeks
as for the space
save the hate
I already knew you couldn't properly read
You try to make poetry a science, I make it an art
send you all packing, with you boys who aint smart
Using silly words, like penny and ninny
You think you got props, well I get plenty.

Tell me what you think of the lyrics that sent me.

C-Master 2005

you’re disgrace man, if ur going to take this seriously, at least don’t bite other peoples rhymes.

I still can’t believe your responding after 3 loses
Rhyme after rhyme I shook you, no more excuse’s
I feel splendid, cuz you keep trying to beat me, must be offended
You don’t make sense like Fat Joe joking with no “Pun” intended
You a biter, apologize to LL Cool J for shittin on his toilet seat
Fire fighters are ready to rush out cuz I scatter like heat
My style has powerful “presence” than December 25, truly lifted
I’m the ****ing reason why the Pangaea shifted
Even if you think your underground, your rhymes will get the shelf
You can’t beat me like playing Jinga all by yourself
31 pieces, ill crush and play jigsaw with your skull
U haven’t seen a man die, I see more death by working at the hospital
I’ll go Stones Throw with my rhymes, so try catching the bricks
Damn, not even plastic surgery can save the ugly in your lyrics
Why you log off about 2 weeks? That was the epitome of random
I can hold this against you, stop stealing shit with that green thumb
Corroding the brain, you starting to sound like Dipset
These people haven’t even heard my real shit yet
Im not sweating at all when I see your post
My style stays sweet like honey, yours is just burnt toast
Better yet, get a madlib for your freestyles, I can give you a clue
Man I’m not here to ruin you too much, I still bump Shades of Blues
Rap is what we stress
Goldfish style, your existence is worthless
Goldfish style, your existence is worthless
My shits ablaze’s in autumn in many ways
Like Redman said **** YOU in 3 different ways

and i forgot the smilie 😐

Originally posted by Dr. Octagon
you’re disgrace man, if ur going to take this seriously, at least don’t bite other peoples rhymes.

I still can’t believe your responding after 3 loses
Rhyme after rhyme I shook you, no more excuse’s
I feel splendid, cuz you keep trying to beat me, must be offended
You don’t make sense like Fat Joe joking with no “Pun” intended
You a biter, apologize to LL Cool J for shittin on his toilet seat
Fire fighters are ready to rush out cuz I scatter like heat
My style has powerful “presence” than December 25, truly lifted
I’m the ****ing reason why the Pangaea shifted
Even if you think your underground, your rhymes will get the shelf
You can’t beat me like playing Jinga all by yourself
31 pieces, ill crush and play jigsaw with your skull
U haven’t seen a man die, I see more death by working at the hospital
I’ll go Stones Throw with my rhymes, so try catching the bricks
Damn, not even plastic surgery can save the ugly in your lyrics
Why you log off about 2 weeks? That was the epitome of random
I can hold this against you, stop stealing shit with that green thumb
Corroding the brain, you starting to sound like Dipset
These people haven’t even heard my real shit yet
Im not sweating at all when I see your post
My style stays sweet like honey, yours is just burnt toast
Better yet, get a madlib for your freestyles, I can give you a clue
Man I’m not here to ruin you too much, I still bump Shades of Blues
Rap is what we stress
[b]Goldfish style, your existence is worthless
Goldfish style, your existence is worthless
My shits ablaze’s in autumn in many ways
Like Redman said **** YOU in 3 different ways

[/B]

can I hit the snooze button, I need more sleep
not only is this week, its hella off beat
The only thing about your rhymes thats like honey
is how slow it moves, especially when it comes to gettin money
if I hear one more damn rhyme about a goldfish
I think I'm go crazy and triple post it
You thought I came back from a beating
You got it wrong thats why you were leaving
leaving to plan more lyrics to use right now
you thought I didn't see through that, man wow
I'm tired of that ugly ass face of yours in that avatar
its the reason you stay online, you look like baraka
Mortal Kombat, 10 hit combo droppa
where do you get off telling me "im a stop ya"
I'm a waste of your time, but you keep on responding
why do you be like a kid, and get to your mom running
Go to deathblow and ask him to fix you a sandwich
because your rhymes are about as dense a granite
if I used a four syllable word you wouldn't understand it
get back up on your feet faster than janet
I'll give you a wardrobe malfunction
rhymes like yours have no function
you try to move fast, I'll move faster
you got whooped, courtesy of the C-Master

C-Master 2005 😮‍💨

Almost forgot about this 😱 Sorry to keep you waiting on Death, literally.

Ok, now you're just talking shit, every line is ''colonic''/
I'll hang your first child by it's umbilical cord, just to be ironic/
Lyrically I'm cracking your chest cavity savagely like kung-fu kicks/
You all SFX and no depth like John Woo flicks/
I flip with scorn, I spit on your ripped an torn rhyming scheme/
You belong in the Dark Ages, Death sends you back in Vik Vaughn's time-machine/
Damage residual, causing you ''Domestic Violence'' like Bobby Digital/
A lyrical miracle, on C-Mast with an Ultramagnetic ''beatdown'' that's ''critical''/
I'll stomp this crazed dwarf, like the ex-Duke of Wellington/
Drop lines to sever spines and smash your exo-skeleton/
Only way you ''spitting fire'' is if I set your tongue alight, in a drout/
Burn faster than a phoenix, but you won't ''rise again'' once I stamp your ashes out/
I maul and clout, disintegrate your face like nuclear fallout/
Plus I de-rail your ''train of thought''/
And suggest you mail eBay back those amateur rhymes you bought/
And get your money back, and strap it to your mic so I can ''Kill Bills''/
I'd like to compliment you, but honestly your lyrics ain't fit to be landfills/
Severing your sections like vivisections dissecting lyrics, ''cutting you off'' like dial-up connections/
Like an ex-Hun, ''Caeser'' Death on closer inspection see's you ain't worth my attention/
Spitting like Lil Jon's got his hand up your ass, like Jim Henson/
See I flow like O.J Simpson: murderous/
And bite you in three different places at once like Cerberus/
CM beating DB as likely Steve Hawking becoming an Olympic fencer/
Basically you got as much chance as Bush has to join MENSA/
I'll ''cannabalise'' your ''Atoms'', like Vast Aire and Shamar/
Face it, you couldn't outshine me if you strapped yourself to a star.

Originally posted by Deathblow
Almost forgot about this 😱 Sorry to keep you waiting on Death, literally.

Ok, now you're just talking shit, every line is ''colonic''/
I'll hang your first child by it's umbilical cord, just to be ironic/
Lyrically I'm cracking your chest cavity savagely like kung-fu kicks/
You all SFX and no depth like John Woo flicks/
I flip with scorn, I spit on your ripped an torn rhyming scheme/
You belong in the Dark Ages, Death sends you back in Vik Vaughn's time-machine/
Damage residual, causing you ''Domestic Violence'' like Bobby Digital/
A lyrical miracle, on C-Mast with an Ultramagnetic ''beatdown'' that's ''critical''/
I'll stomp this crazed dwarf, like the ex-Duke of Wellington/
Drop lines to sever spines and smash your exo-skeleton/
Only way you ''spitting fire'' is if I set your tongue alight, in a drout/
Burn faster than a phoenix, but you won't ''rise again'' once I stamp your ashes out/
I maul and clout, disintegrate your face like nuclear fallout/
Plus I de-rail your ''train of thought''/
And suggest you mail eBay back those amateur rhymes you bought/
And get your money back, and strap it to your mic so I can ''Kill Bills''/
I'd like to compiment you, but honestly your lyrics ain't fit to be landfills/
Severing your sections like vivisections dissecting lyrics, ''cutting you off'' like dial-up connections/
Like an ex-Hun, ''Caeser'' Death on closer inspection see's you ain't worth my attention/
Spitting like Lil Jon's got his hand up your ass, like Jim Henson/
See I flow like O.J Simpson: murderous/
And bite you in three different places at once like Cerberus/
CM beating DB as likely Steve Hawking becoming an Olympic fencer/
Basically you got as much chance as Bush has to join MENSA/
I'll ''cannabalise'' your ''Atoms'', like Vast Aire and Shamar/
Face it, you couldn't outshine me if you strapped yourself to a star.

whew man not bad, but its about time
it took you2 damn days to come up with that rhyme
you keep trying to say bobby digital
just so you know, boy I'm unkillable
just don't stop
ask the cops
they know I don't pull any stops
you want to grow
time to flow
like a person who doesn't listen to techno
like r.l stein, you try to give me a chill
man you are about as small as a happy meal
call me whopper
learn what I taught ya
and come back with some style and finesse
keep on trying
please stop dying
and understand why C-masters the best
what you can do is change avvy
its so ugly, I want to slap yo pappy
keep on rhyming, but rhyme the truth
where did you lose, this here is the proof

C-Master 2005 😮‍💨

your just dropping rhymes without actually saying much.

Originally posted by Deathblow
Almost forgot about this 😱 Sorry to keep you waiting on Death, literally.

Ok, now you're just talking shit, every line is ''colonic''/
I'll hang your first child by it's umbilical cord, just to be ironic/
Lyrically I'm cracking your chest cavity savagely like kung-fu kicks/
You all SFX and no depth like John Woo flicks/
I flip with scorn, I spit on your ripped an torn rhyming scheme/
You belong in the Dark Ages, Death sends you back in Vik Vaughn's time-machine/
Damage residual, causing you ''Domestic Violence'' like Bobby Digital/
A lyrical miracle, on C-Mast with an Ultramagnetic ''beatdown'' that's ''critical''/
I'll stomp this crazed dwarf, like the ex-Duke of Wellington/
Drop lines to sever spines and smash your exo-skeleton/
Only way you ''spitting fire'' is if I set your tongue alight, in a drout/
Burn faster than a phoenix, but you won't ''rise again'' once I stamp your ashes out/
I maul and clout, disintegrate your face like nuclear fallout/
Plus I de-rail your ''train of thought''/
And suggest you mail eBay back those amateur rhymes you bought/
And get your money back, and strap it to your mic so I can ''Kill Bills''/
I'd like to compiment you, but honestly your lyrics ain't fit to be landfills/
Severing your sections like vivisections dissecting lyrics, ''cutting you off'' like dial-up connections/
Like an ex-Hun, ''Caeser'' Death on closer inspection see's you ain't worth my attention/
Spitting like Lil Jon's got his hand up your ass, like Jim Henson/
See I flow like O.J Simpson: murderous/
And bite you in three different places at once like Cerberus/
CM beating DB as likely Steve Hawking becoming an Olympic fencer/
Basically you got as much chance as Bush has to join MENSA/
I'll ''cannabalise'' your ''Atoms'', like Vast Aire and Shamar/
Face it, you couldn't outshine me if you strapped yourself to a star.

😆 👆

Yeah no offense C, but it's over. I really wasn't kidding with my third line.