dont you think its crazy
how your so called "ill" rhymes dont even phase me
f*ck with xcentric
my shits expensive
your shit is worthless
the title of an MC?
you dont even deserve it
you say im on E
but im at the finish line
this whole race is mine
who got the last laugh?
set the rat trap
you bout to get snapped at,
rubber band man,
he just snapped back!!
D-Double, you got mad skillz! tight man tight!
Darth! you off the chain too!
we got a lot of good lyricists here, darth, double, apparent C-Fedi is, but i havent heard anything from him.
face the blinding sunshine on your face
sprayed with a can of mace emptied the bottle and gave you aids
blood drippin from the slits in your wrists
floodin out to the edge of your finger tips
inside of a rut, stuck for 15 years
inside of my blood, cuttin wrists for 15 years
i never said they were my wrists
my life was robbed of joy and bliss
more cash than i could ever burn through
your rhymes is amateur, its like youll never learn, you
act like you on some other shit
my rhymes are contagious theyll make you sick
you say i dont make sense but i never claimed i did
cops try to get me arrested but they just cant fame the kid
blame the kid
shame on the kid
i can see you envy my shit
your turnin green
im unforeseen
im at the scene
of the crime
*to be continued
Originally posted by nukethreat
My bad for thinkin' i can post some of my written rhymes/
didn't know this was a battle thread wit Darth raven killin' wit lines/
that are so bad the smell of it is what kills em/
like bags of rotten eggs, they make you gag whenever you hear them/
you must have learning disabilities if reading is like solving a puzzle/
how do u read your own rhymes when the time comes to tussle/
ok im fifteen i got plenty of time to improve my vocab/
u probably 36 typing on the computer in rehab/
If somethin was cliche everyone would be sayin it/
yeah your vocabs good thats also why your mentle daughter's spayin it/
You really suck at reading i never said "nuke" once in my rhymes/
I can tell you got yourself brain dead from doin' to many stunts back in your time/
And I've probably heald more gats then you remember im paki/
It stands for pakistan if thats what your slow mind is tryin to ask me/
whats the difference between blowin up an mc and destroyin em/
you a hipocrit and the shit u spit is gonna get YOU employed,(hmph) when/
see if my rhymes are truly boring you wont respond back/
how can you respond back when your on dope,ice,and crack/
i can tell your on drugs just by reading your raps/
if you could call it that,that and your fake ass metabolic act/
thinkin' your bout to unleash your inner beast/
see im bout to feast on this piece of raw meat/
seek a worthy MC,one thats on your level/
you don't deserve to listen to rap so go back to heavy meta l/
if i spit this youll say this battle doesnt concern me
your lucky im even speakin man, your rhymes dont even deserve me
my rhymes'll straight kick you in the crotch
go head call the cops
ima beat yo ass while they watch
you just cant get with the shit that im on
by the time you reach my level, im already gone
i fight one on one
before i spit this shit, man i already won
come on
you think that you raw HA!
whenever you type all i hear is BLA BLA!
ill spray you with bullets and hit you every time
ill go with you round for round and kill you with 1 f*cking line
ive been ready for hours
you a petty coward
my rhymes hurricane, you comin down in a light shower
your heart has stopped again
too bad b*tch i aint callin the cardiologist
ill leave you there to suffer
when you get home you might catch me in your house f*cking your mother
HAHA! ayo, shut this shit off.
i dont even got time for a dude. like you
ps: i didnt say this to be offensive, i just write for fun.
this one probably my best on the site.
yeah my spittin is workin it
its not killin its murderin
im not spewin im spurtin it
leave you wounded after my shit has been burnin it
**** you and your fraternity
your a ****in nazi
your imported from germany
your rhymes arent even deservin me
because you just aint worthy of me
let me explain to you what happens when you battle a lyricist
you spew your stuff like you dont even hear my shit
you aint even near my spit
better get your gears kicked in
you attacked my HQ but took out the wrong building
ill blast you through the roof and get your blood on the ceiling
i may be white but my skin is peeling
you may say im not right my, its my shit thats killing
this aint a diss, this a mother****ing slaughter
i ****ed your mother
right before you impregnated your daughter
ill keep rappin forever
and keep steady deep breathin
only the second round
when you start coughin and weezin
ive cured the common cold
and you still coughin an sneezin
so hot i dont wear i jacket
to me its just breezy
dont matter what temperature
it can be -20 below freezin
Eveyone shits case and point taken.
If cds emitted scents your house would smell like raw bacon.
This food that I ate has got my stomach aching
Can somebody tell me why the bits in my turds look like frosted flakes
And I'm out of toilet paper but it doesnt bother me
You say you had twins ***** I gave birth to three
none of them share my skin color
but nah I ain't racist
I only flushed after the fact
cause they had such shitty faces
sometimes i just wanna run away from this hood
or just pop this desert eagle and be gone for good
all this shit and these gangstas bitchin
my little homie just got killed for snitchin
a framed crime he didnt commit
this hood has turned evil cause they feedin on sin
depression overtakes me
aggression, im enraging
its almost like these caskets come with bodies already in 'em
dont see how god will ever forgive me
people take gangsta as a compliment
some think its just craziness
i see it as dangerous
forever and for the sake of us
these people killin not even sparin lil babies
turned into murderers from good people gone crazy
sellin drugs is a necessity
erryone who dont lies under a stone labeled REST IN PEACE
my tears fallin faster
man pointed a gun at my good friend and just blasted
all this shit, stressin me
weight of my sin depressin me
some say its best that we
point the gun to our own heads instead of someone else's
rich kids say that gangsta, i say they selfish
my best friend was recently murdered in recent times
for a being at the wrong place at the wrong ****in time
all these people eyes startin matchin they skin
some of em black as night while we livin in sin
all these people disappearin suddenly its just strange
so i sit here praying to god, will i change?
Niggas wanna be like Scarface
Wealthy and Gritty
Like really, seriously
Did you see the end of that movie
I spit through this fire
Could never comprehend my desire
I aspire to be the greatest
But only when I retire
From this game
That I thought would never be the same
Way, Deandre Ramone was the name
One-hit wonder, poof and he rose to fame
Now normally, I ain't the one to blame
But dude, your flow is lame
And your lyrics are tame
And if you aim in my direction with the same
I'll have exclaim words that will flat out put you to shame
Brass knuckles to maim
Lighter fluid to enflame
Open my mouth only to claim................I'm finished.
this is my first ever lyrics never made any b4 thought id giv a go took me 15mins to make...
y do people think im a mean man im not a mean im just tryna do the best that i can in this world ov povity so what if i brake into your property this way of life is best for me.
stop bitchin u little slag should not hav been cheatin i will find the ****** and cut of a fuking finger dont think he is gettin away not 2day now get out the way out the back door over the wall jump into the house across the road pop a shit load of caps toward him he hits the floor begs for no more he lies on the floor in a pool of blood he thinks im backward did not think i would find out well i did open his mouth pull out my acid make him drink till his stomach turns from pink to black then i attack leave him for dead then turn around run home get into my bed
tell me what u think bare in mind its my firs lyric
I'm not much into writing lyrics & posting them online, but I do have my own songs uploaded onto Youtube. Here's one called Gansta which was done a few days ago.
rap
They tryin to tell everyone these days that we at war
Wit an enemy that’s just out on your front door
Only a few people really know the score
They the ones that adore the case for war
It’s called war-profiteering you should know that by now
Halliburton, **** Cheney, The Wicked Witch
Stealin from the poor and givin to the rich
They lies penetratin your brain through the TV screen
It’s called Fox news *****, what else you seen?
I stopped carin’
Stopped scarin’
Stopped starin’ into the sun
Stopped *****in’ about the need to own a gun
They killed Sadat wit em for being a dirty traitor
They killed King wit em for bein an innovator
Just depends how you see it
Through the eyes of the beholder
But I guess if you put a gun in your hands that makes you bolder
Quicker to shoot
Quicker to loot
Quicker to pull a blade on a ***** for bein a fruit loop