Write your own lyrics/rap

Originally posted by Deathblow
Nicely done INS, sorry I missed it before 😮‍💨

I'd rather not look at your shit, if it's all the same to you/
But I'm sure you'll get a good look whilst your licking it off my shoe/
If I'm PG-13, then you must be X-Rated/
''Warning, the following verse contains illicit wack material, and you'll hate it''/
Cos you are like Medusa, too ugly to be allowed out, so you're forced to be home-based/
Look at yourself in the mirror, you get ''stone-faced''/
Kid you couldn't ''flow'' if I dropped you in the Nile/
You have style?? Yeah, and Ozzy Osbourne could sprint a mile/
You got served on a platter, with a portion of brain-matter/
Verbal bullet to the skull, the whole forum hears the splatter/
F*ck Christopher Reeve, in fact f*ck the stallion too, I'll ride your mother/
Too bad Mr. Deck, you'll have to find yourself another lover/
Change ya name too, cos in terms of wannabe Wu-kids, you're the worst case/
You wouldn't know Inspectah Deck if he slapped you in the face/
You're no ''Killa Bee'', I think you've hit one too many bongs/
I bet you couldn't even name more than one of their songs/
I'll stick you for the ''CREAM'', burst your spleen so it's ok to say/
That the only ''Clan'' you'll be joining is the KKK.

I'm about to finish you Death 😎

Deathblow, just look at your flow/
Kinda like Fifty doing a collab on his own/
Your right. I'm not part of Wu Tang and I may never be a Killa Bee/
But I suggest you chill out before you clog an artery/
I heard on the block you were selling Kilos/
Come to the Slums Of Shaolin, I'll direct you like Quein Taratino/
I'll do you like Taylor did Hopkins in round 2/
Jab, uppercut and a hook. Holy shit!! His head just flew!/
This guy talking about he's gonna stick me for my cream/
I put in my torture chamber, interrogate you, put a knife to your throat and all you did was scream/
I bet you he probably got his style from his pop/
I must admit, gotta give the bum some props/
I get more girls than this guy those in a year/
Must be female-phobia, Deathblow's ultimate fear/
I recommend you stop Death, your starting to sound like DJ Clue/
Ran up in his crib with lyrics I guns, put one to his head and he didn't even have a clue/
Change your genre Death/
Try the blues/
Doesn't really matter since your gonna sing it any way/
Cut you so hard even Hannibal Lector said he couldn't stay/
After the battle Death dematerialized himself so he can hide behind a can/
Remind me of when Mace had beef with Killa Cam/
Put Death on stage and kicked him so hard he thought I was Van Damm/

platinum

hmmmm we need to do this right, and not just post our freestyles. we should vote for each battle.

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
platinum

😂 I would say bronze

Originally posted by Dr. Octagon
hmmmm we need to do this right, and not just post our freestyles. we should vote for each battle.

Originally posted by Snoopbert
Pain is the only thing in your games
Jesus christ, you're all a bunch of lames
Acting big and bad
SuckNBlow you're just the new fad
Preaching about your greatness
Ignoring your obvious GAYness
Have nothing but hate in your rhymes
Acting like everyone but you commits crimes
Everyone here outshines you
Even when their rhymes... stink like poo
C'mastah ain't no better, sinigng like 'pac
Oh great, what a big fecking shock
Everyone in here full of hate
It's enough to make my nerves grate
Death I hope you all get blowed
Guess what? You reap what you sew
Never sing 'bout anything but death
cuz it takes a lot of your mainstream to heft
This entire threads just a bunch of ego's battlin'
Well guess what? You're brains need to start paddlin'.

wtf? Just for that I'm gonna finish you 😛

This guy thinks he's man but his name is Snoopbert/
Put down the Mic before you get hurt/
I'm the assassin from the other side of the world/
Stop spitting before I choke with the chord/
Bert ran because he knew I was on fire/
Please evacuate all women and children. This is battle is very dire/
I recommend you stop smoking all that Meth/
Facing me and you'll soon regret/
I'll give you a head start, lets trade Mic's during the battle/
My words will sting like a poisonous injection that'll be fatal/
We all know your queer, please don't get aroused and get an erection/
Don't talk the talk before you get outlined with forensic chalk/
I'll spy you a mile away with my faithful hawk

Originally posted by Inspectah Deck
I'm about to finish you Death 😎

[B]Deathblow, just look at your flow/
Kinda like Fifty doing a collab on his own/
Your right. I'm not part of Wu Tang and I may never be a Killa Bee/
But I suggest you chill out before you clog an artery/
I heard on the block you were selling Kilos/
Come to the Slums Of Shaolin, I'll direct you like Quein Taratino/
I'll do you like Taylor did Hopkins in round 2/
Jab, uppercut and a hook. Holy shit!! His head just flew!/
This guy talking about he's gonna stick me for my cream/
I put in my torture chamber, interrogate you, put a knife to your throat and all you did was scream/
I bet you he probably got his style from his pop/
I must admit, gotta give the bum some props/
I get more girls than this guy those in a year/
Must be female-phobia, Deathblow's ultimate fear/
I recommend you stop Death, your starting to sound like DJ Clue/
Ran up in his crib with lyrics I guns, put one to his head and he didn't even have a clue/
Change your genre Death/
Try the blues/
Doesn't really matter since your gonna sing it any way/
Cut you so hard even Hannibal Lector said he couldn't stay/
After the battle Death dematerialized himself so he can hide behind a can/
Remind me of when Mace had beef with Killa Cam/
Put Death on stage and kicked him so hard he thought I was Van Damm/ [/B]

You couldn't finish a sandwich ❌

And (anyone) tell me if there are any references you don't get. Pretty pointless otherwise.

Yeah so? My pop happens to be Ill Bill, so once again you lose son/
I'm sure you got your style from your daddy too; after all, you've got about twenty to choose from/
Hate to break it you, Deck, but you're a wreck, lyrically obscene/
Rhyming 'clue' with 'clue', this kid writes like Avril Lavigne/
You're 'Taylor'-made for death, ain’t gonna be a round 2/
You scrabble for '50 Cents', but it only takes a 'penny' to 'pound' you/
And by 'girls', you mean transvestites right? /
Deck digs the ass cos he says the other kind isn’t 'tight'/
I would remind you of Mase, that’s the kinda of shit you listen too/
Your whole CD collection comprised of junk I wouldn't piss on to/
Ya daddy was a Siamese twin, ya mom was a still-born/
Which makes you bout as pointless as plankton and krill porn/
Expect nothing less than stress cos I'm blessed, and you been assessed, verbally undressed and tested/
Mentally arrested, impressed from every angle I got you bested/
I'll make ya ears rattle like stampeding cattle/
You lost this war even before the first battle/
You try and deplore me? Kid change the story, you starting to bore me/
Hang you by the neck, 'Slip' the 'Knot' and call you 'Corey'/
I'm tireless, look my way and get stabbed through the iris/
Your more full of disease than the smallpox virus/
You're 'sick', but only in the physical direction/
I spoke to you on the phone and caught a f*cking ear-infection/
Telling me to 'change my genre', but you're still yet to find yours/
Let me help you, it's something between Lil Kim and Lou Rawls/
You think you can beat me? Hah, you might as well try to make a storm stop/
It's clear you're more confused than a nun in a porn shop/
And speaking of 'dematerialize' I’ll reform by your side underhand/
Then smack you for using words you clearly don't understand/
Forget Shaolin, you're way off, but you do live in the slums/
And I wouldn’t give bench 'props' to your family of 'bums'.

Originally posted by Deathblow
You couldn't finish a sandwich ❌

And (anyone) tell me if there are any references you don't get. Pretty pointless otherwise.

Yeah so? My pop happens to be Ill Bill, so once again you lose son/
I'm sure you got your style from your daddy too; after all, you've got about twenty to choose from/
Hate to break it you, Deck, but you're a wreck, lyrically obscene/
Rhyming 'clue' with 'clue', this kid writes like Avril Lavigne/
You're 'Taylor'-made for death, ain’t gonna be a round 2/
You scrabble for '50 Cents', but it only takes a 'penny' to 'pound' you/
And by 'girls', you mean transvestites right? /
Deck digs the ass cos he says the other kind isn’t 'tight'/
I would remind you of Mase, that’s the kinda of shit you listen too/
Your whole CD collection comprised of junk I wouldn't piss on to/
Ya daddy was a Siamese twin, ya mom was a still-born/
Which makes you bout as pointless as plankton and krill porn/
Expect nothing less than stress cos I'm blessed, and you been assessed, verbally undressed and tested/
Mentally arrested, impressed from every angle I got you bested/
I'll make ya ears rattle like stampeding cattle/
You lost this war even before the first battle/
You try and deplore me? Kid change the story, you starting to bore me/
Hang you by the neck, 'Slip' the 'Knot' and call you 'Corey'/
I'm tireless, look my way and get stabbed through the iris/
Your more full of disease than the smallpox virus/
You're 'sick', but only in the physical direction/
I spoke to you on the phone and caught a f*cking ear-infection/
Telling me to 'change my genre', but you're still yet to find yours/
Let me help you, it's something between Lil Kim and Lou Rawls/
You think you can beat me? Hah, you might as well try to make a storm stop/
It's clear you're more confused than a nun in a porn shop/
And speaking of 'dematerialize' I’ll reform by your side underhand/
Then smack you for using words you clearly don't understand/
Forget Shaolin, you're way off, but you do live in the slums/
And I wouldn’t give bench 'props' to your family of 'bums'.

That was sik dude! Awesome metaphors and i love the multiple rhymes in the same line. 👆

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
go for it!

Your already in one, and I want someone to challenge me 😛

Originally posted by Deathblow
You couldn't finish a sandwich ❌

And (anyone) tell me if there are any references you don't get. Pretty pointless otherwise.

Yeah so? My pop happens to be Ill Bill, so once again you lose son/
I'm sure you got your style from your daddy too; after all, you've got about twenty to choose from/
Hate to break it you, Deck, but you're a wreck, lyrically obscene/
Rhyming 'clue' with 'clue', this kid writes like Avril Lavigne/
You're 'Taylor'-made for death, ain’t gonna be a round 2/
You scrabble for '50 Cents', but it only takes a 'penny' to 'pound' you/
And by 'girls', you mean transvestites right? /
Deck digs the ass cos he says the other kind isn’t 'tight'/
I would remind you of Mase, that’s the kinda of shit you listen too/
Your whole CD collection comprised of junk I wouldn't piss on to/
Ya daddy was a Siamese twin, ya mom was a still-born/
Which makes you bout as pointless as plankton and krill porn/
Expect nothing less than stress cos I'm blessed, and you been assessed, verbally undressed and tested/
Mentally arrested, impressed from every angle I got you bested/
I'll make ya ears rattle like stampeding cattle/
You lost this war even before the first battle/
You try and deplore me? Kid change the story, you starting to bore me/
Hang you by the neck, 'Slip' the 'Knot' and call you 'Corey'/
I'm tireless, look my way and get stabbed through the iris/
Your more full of disease than the smallpox virus/
You're 'sick', but only in the physical direction/
I spoke to you on the phone and caught a f*cking ear-infection/
Telling me to 'change my genre', but you're still yet to find yours/
Let me help you, it's something between Lil Kim and Lou Rawls/
You think you can beat me? Hah, you might as well try to make a storm stop/
It's clear you're more confused than a nun in a porn shop/
And speaking of 'dematerialize' I’ll reform by your side underhand/
Then smack you for using words you clearly don't understand/
Forget Shaolin, you're way off, but you do live in the slums/
And I wouldn’t give bench 'props' to your family of 'bums'.

😂 I like that

Originally posted by JToTheP
Your already in one, and I want someone to challenge me 😛

I thought this was a freestyle, but you have to write your lyrics lol.

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indeed

Originally posted by Tha C-Master
Challenged...

I thought this was a freestyle, but you have to write your lyrics lol.

obviously they have to be typed, your just madd death has the upper hand 😛

It's a new day and there's some undressing to do/
My foes are all naked now for the rest of the crew/
I sit back and watch my kids play in this yard/
I don't claim them all, especially one, cause he's a retard/
I watched emcees grow now I gotta weed'em out/
Some dudes are weak I laugh as I read about/
so this becomes a story about a downfall/
not mine but my sons' sorry I gotta ground yall/
I aint raise no punks, bring that beef if you got it/
But I warn the weak at heart that its going to be chaotic/
Antagonist 4 life. war torn from the streets/
My flow is like running water and has you wetting up your sheets/
thats why I always bring the heat so my sons won't get cold/
Stay fired up, the thread is better like tailor made clothes/
no time for pop culture, pop this culture in your mouth/
cause in murderland we slaughtermore just like a slaughterhouse/
cause you can ride a dick or copy sh*t, we goin still know if you soft/
your like a weakass icy liquor made by Smirnoff/
or you can mix it with this G. I'll have your mind gone/
A half G. will do no justice for all that stay home/
for me you need a moderator to control my ferocity/
read my rebuttal die instantly for taking shots at me/
the villain from tha villa, freak.Cal, KMC/
Post your own lyrics please not some infringed mockery/
I scream WOOOOO like Flair, thumb in your eye, you know the name/
Freaky Allowishes Cal, dirtiest in the game/

its been a minute. I gotta get back int the swing of things

I'm about to finish if you rap some more

Originally posted by JToTheP
obviously they have to be typed, your just madd death has the upper hand 😛

To much Danny Phantom

Originally posted by FREAKY CAL
It's a new day and there's some undressing to do/
My foes are all naked now for the rest of the crew/
I sit back and watch my kids play in this yard/
I don't claim them all, especially one, cause he's a retard/
I watched emcees grow now I gotta weed'em out/
Some dudes are weak I laugh as I read about/
so this becomes a story about a downfall/
not mine but my sons' sorry I gotta ground yall/
I aint raise no punks, bring that beef if you got it/
But I warn the weak at heart that its going to be chaotic/
Antagonist 4 life. war torn from the streets/
My flow is like running water and has you wetting up your sheets/
thats why I always bring the heat so my sons won't get cold/
Stay fired up, the thread is better like tailor made clothes/
no time for pop culture, pop this culture in your mouth/
cause in murderland we slaughtermore just like a slaughterhouse/
cause you can ride a dick or copy sh*t, we goin still know if you soft/
your like a weakass icy liquor made by Smirnoff/
or you can mix it with this G. I'll have your mind gone/
A half G. will do no justice for all that stay home/
for me you need a moderator to control my ferocity/
read my rebuttal die instantly for taking shots at me/
the villain from tha villa, freak.Cal, KMC/
Post your own lyrics please not some infringed mockery/
I scream WOOOOO like Flair, thumb in your eye, you know the name/
Freaky Allowishes Cal, dirtiest in the game/

its been a minute. I gotta get back int the swing of things

aye kid, your an amature in this game
listening to your rhymes is pain for my brain
makes me want to rip my hair out and go insane
but Im about to end that fool, here comes the pain
you make everybody in this damn forum want to vomit
you claim to have skills, yet you have yet to show it
deathblow rips you with every rhyme that he makes
Im not as good as him but Ive been known to start earthquakes
Im a 10 on the rhicter scale Ill whipe your ass on the sidewalk
lyrically destroy you and like a star Ill get my shine on
my lyrical skills keep going up like an escalater
place a target in the middle of your head like the equator
Ill leave you stunned, shook, and all of the above
after my rhymes hit you man, it will be as forcfull as a shove
you'll literally fall back as you get hit with the flow
my lyrics are ultraviolent, they'll melt you like snow
my metabolism's high, I dont carry no freight
I eat many MC's but I dont gain no weight
Ill smack them words out of your mouth faster than you can speak
like I used a sledgehammer your rhymes will be crushed with the beat
cant touch me man its like I got a forcefeild
every whack ass rhyme you throw out is blocked like a sheild
but dont get me wrong this aint no ancient war
just another case where you lost again, and your lyrically tore
sitting there trying to think of rhymes to come back
I bet your sitting there sweating more than a sumo wrestlers ass crack
hurry up kid because Im giving you a second to make a rhyme
whoops to bad mutha f*cka, your out of time
now this battle is over and everybodys going home
your so pissed off right now, your going to need a tampon
dont worry you can work at the post office trying to find something to put a stamp on
I just handed you the official package, you just got wrecked on

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