Rap Battle?

Lets do this shit.

Yo, raps echoing off these streets
doin' this shit alone, myself, no feats.
cuz u claim ur shit is masterpiece
i do it easy
my brain runnin' not even at full capacity.

megalithic rhymes echoing
from previous times
got the streets banging high,
got everyone reaching for the sky
but they know theirs are weak
they know they suck when I start to speak.

Who are they anyway? they never really talked much.
Never conserving the previous status
but still they look starstruck.
eyes glazed over with the words I spit,
they know they dead as if their throats were slit.

lol idk just throwing some random shit out there hoping it sounded good. (took 10 mins). BRING IT BITCHES

This lil kid named Neva
Thinks his raps are real cleva
but i know deep inside his mind
he knows he got in a bind
I'll tear em up like there aint no tomorrow
Bitches have sympathy but i feel no sorrow
I don't care what ya think
I just fill the paper with ink

You gotta get on my level
Cuz I dance with the devil
Maybe i should lock this thread
cuz if it keeps goin you'll end up dead
I don't make idle threats
everybody who fucks with me really regrets
I'll end this shit as I say
you gonna regret this day.

my name is pile and i'm here to say
i love dung and poop in a major way
yellow brown orange red green or black
there aint no way you gonna get away from my fart attack

1st) nice pile i love it

2nd)

Happy thinks his rhymes are dope
he doesnt know his shit is on a downward slope.
His rhymes are getting messy, more and more slop
dude your wrong in this fight YOU'LL DROP!
My mind is racing with words to say
listenin' to your cheap ass raps all fuckin' day.

Dance with the devil huh, think thats great?
Well wipe the smirk off, its a new, clean slate.
You know what I think?
I think your a fake.
your words are too clean,
while mine are too mean.

My raps are heard throughout the streets
Gangs crank dis shit in their sleep.
they dont want something that they can sing,
they want something that they can live by,
which makes me KING! (O SHIT)

LOL bring it

Dis punk gotta think what hes talkin bout
my shits real all I gotta do is shout
Dis kid gonna be my bitch
gonna scratch my nuts when they itch
This bitch ain't nothin to me
I'll fuck him up just wait 'n see
Its gonna be easy like 1,2,3

He's fuckin with the wrong guy
wait a minute you'll hear him cry
bitch gonna be suckin his thumb
hes just too god damn dumb
dont know when to stop
hes prolly callin a cop
god damn lil punks all over the place
I just gotta beat dis bitches face.
Now don't go cryin to momma after
I'll follow yo ass with laughter
Can't get me off ya back
I'll be there like an addiction to crack.
bitch don't try to talk smack
cuz I will strike back!

Think what im talking bout?
Fuck dude no one wants to hear you shout.
As for your bitch, sure ill scratch your balls when they itch
But you'll be paying me son, that'll make me rich.
Cuz your balls itch when you sweat,
and from your size...that goal will be met.

Watch me, bitch, ill vanish into thin air
not just cuz you gave me a lil scare.
I din't want to listen to your shit no mo
Kidz listen to that shit and throw their iPods to the flo.
Its a disgrace to the rappin scene
you know what? your absolutely obscene.
Ill haunt you fo life
your head will be clouded with strife
as I appear in all your dreams
and if you can listen closely, we can hear your screammmms.

Bitch you ain't gonna do shit
All you'll do is get hit
Motha fucka don't even try
all you'll do is die
I can't believe you think you fly
I'll give you credit bitch atleast you try
This and a game
bitch all you doin is rappin the same
I might as well go ahead and win
feels so good its gotta be a sin
You cant touch me I'm too damn tight
I'll just end yo ass with a fight
Stare right into yo eye
even after you die
I'm cold like that I'm a mean motha fucka
you dunno me, you just a sucka

hahaha, rappin the same?
Fuck no, im just playing the game.
want me 2 be different, fine
but like i said im the king of this rap shit,
so get in line.
You cant touch me fool,
theres no guidelines, no set rules.
Fight me if you can fucker
but im not the one who will be looking like a sucker.
I can get weps like its my job
what do u do? sit round play source and act like a slob?

You a creep man, is that something to be proud of?
this is getting intense, u in? cause its bout to get rough.
rhymes flying up and down
some are huge, others not making a fucking sound.
Just making sure your still strapped in tight,
cause get ready im gunna end your muthafucking life.

Come to the deep dirty south
we'll sock you in da mouth
we dont play around
we'll kill you before you make a sound
i dont give a fuck what you say
Go outiside and play
while I make ya moms day
mold ya bro like human clay
Shit, you don't know nothin about down here
If you eva come motha fucka you betta fear
I don't care who ya are
you betta duck when you see my car
yea drive by bitch
this game aint got a glitch
you done
why dontcha just leave son

Come back when you got the skills
til then i'll just steal ya kills.

The south is for shitties
the north's where its at.
the south gets dollahs,
the north gets fiddies.
No shit this game is real,
i can tell by the breeze u talk that i can feel.
Fucker, glitches are part of the game, like it or not.
Eh, since u fuckers got no money down their ill flip u a 20 spot.
Cause I play for keeps in this game,
Play fo real and put all u bitches to shame.

Big money is what is made up hurr
NYC bitches shaking their ass right thurr.
The souths got nuthin, just some cotton fields
just enough so u fuckers can eat your meals.

Ok now you done pissed me off
I'm drawin the line this is enough
mother fucker learn your shit
we got it all the south is it
a country boy can beat ya ass
shove ya city face in tha grass
We big tough and strong
all you bitches is wrong
Bitch talk again and i'll derail ya
send you ass packin to austrailia
you aint important enough
bitch only think he tough
I got rhymes harder than this
I'm just chillin my mind in bliss
You too easy
it almost sounds cheesy
god damn motha fucka I'm here ta stay
I don't even know why you tried today
you signed ya deathwish when you fucked with me
I'll tear ya up and watch ya bleed
I'm just too damn hardcore
I barnone kick you ass to the flo
I'm from the muddy south where we represent
motha fucka you need to backdown and repent
The M-i-crook-crooked letta-i crook-crooked letta-i-hump-humpback-i
Will tear ya up like you aint eva imagined we'll neva let you get by.

Fuck man, go back to chewing grass,
dont make me come down their and kick your mofucking ass.
See, down their you smoke the shitty seed,
cause up here we smoke the finest weed.
Your not worthy of such a prize
O SHIT, my bad was that a surprise? nahhh.
You all know you aint so tough
Yall just trying to throw us northerners a bluff.
You cant fucking derail me cuz I make the tracks
stop rhyming till you can get the right facts.
Everything's mine, the sky, tracks, and the tags
Ill take all and leave nuthin for you southern fags.
Australia is nice this time of year
send me packing while you cower in fear
cuz ill be back motherfucker you'll see
Better watch your back cuz i dont go so easy.
This rap game got me pumped
Im excited cuz we both know you gettin' stomped.
Just toguhen up and learn some new words,
before I come down their and you hear bout a few murders. bitch

i know its your turn but some words just came to mind...

Yo, in this rap game you gunna lose,
Just leave, your all done, step aside, move.
Cuz with this shit i make g's
I rap all day long while you catch some z's.
These intergalactic rhymes I be spittin'
They speak to the world even when they just writtin'
What? am I confusing you with my lyrical slurrs?
Im sorry im using over 4th grade vocabulary words.
Lemme slow down, lemme put it into slow mo
That way you can comprehend and get this shit fo sho.

Sleep with yo eyes open, and dont be trippin'
Cuz with yo window open, i be slippin'
I'll look down into your cold, closed eyes
Nah bro i wont hollah, or yell surprise.
Ill do it silently,
Cock the gun and put it to yah head...
BOOSH! motherfucker guess who ends up dead?

Now im closing this shit off, you wanted it to get harder
I dunno what you think but in the end Ill be farther.
Ill be at the finish line catching my breath,
youll be in the ground staring at death.

neVR Props!




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