The Rap Battle Thread

Everyone looks back at their past selves and sees flaw.

Except me...I'm perfect now, as I was then.
 
I've been meaning to ask you why you disappeared from that tournament you started.
 
Aye, if another tourney gets in the works, I'd be down to join....

PM me with the details...
 
Hahaha, you amatures dont stand a chance against me. I'll anihalate every last one of you in a battle rap. I'm just worried that if I post any of my material, you fakers will jack my sh1t................but I'll give you the benefit of the doubt, I'll be back on later and whip your asses like it was 267 BC.
 
Someone said they were a beast...let's start this ****.
 
"I got rhymes for jerks what bring on drama, which rhyme you want first, the one about your mama?"
 
Prepare,here comes the pain.....


My name is Wilhelm-Scream
And I'm here to say?
That I'm the best rapper in the U.S.A.!

Now wave your hands in the air
Wave 'em 'round like you JUST don't care.
but don't touch me,'cause I'm electric
and if you TOUCH me? You'll get SHOCKED,shocked
 
I think everyone else has to ask their mothers for permission.
 
Yo check it.
Yo, my ryhmes are state of the art
When I come up in the place I'll rip you *****es apart.
Yo fat*** can't touch me
All you can do is blow me
I got the magic stik and you ****es know you can't hold me
Cause I'm a smooth dude who will ****ing blast yo ass
I got hoes in the street so I don't need no cash
You need to work out and step yo game up
Cause I saw you in the photo album and yo face looks jacked up
My flow's ill, your flow is sick
Now move along, son....cause I aint got time for no prick








WHAT WHAT!
 
I just realized what you said here:

No love from the mutant.
I'll ****in rip off your burrito,
and beat your ass like a delinquent
 
Your grandma is stinky like an old ass twinkie, I give her my slinky but the **** just goes all blinky. I don't care if she's dead, I'll just dig her up, then fill her up like a fountain drink cup. I love that nasty mutt, I put it in her butt, then I do a little strut cause I just nailed a dead ****.

*Crosses arms*

Yeeyo.
 
Good times indeed.

Excuse me, ladies, gentlemen and all you queers.
It's time to bring back the EML-induced fear.
I haven't been around in a piece of time.
Everyone knows this rap **** is mine.
I came with the thunder, brought on the rage.
Watch out as the Great One takes the stage.
Marching to the beat of the drums of Armageddon,
I take the heat, and onward I beckon.
So step up all you players and wanna-be's.
I'm ready to battel all of you skeeze.
 
*my intro*
Yo my name is choo but you can call me kool
when i spit my ryhmes i make you look a fool
quiet on the set because I'm about to begin
and if you didnt hear me boy I'll tell you again
my name is choo but you can call me kool
don't make me use this motherf***** tool
cus im hardcore yo I could never be soft
ask'em my defin' they say the boy goes off.
a hustler a killa yeah i might be
but It doesn't really matter to me
cause I'm the same person
whether serious or rehearsin
I just gotta keep cursin.
this is for the board so I better chill
they won't play it if I co get ill
but I'm like that and thats an actually fact
cus hustlin through life is where my heart is at at..at...at....at...........

heh heh :spidey: some comic relief fo ya.
*i'll come back, see you punk b****es later*
 
I don't know why you brought back this thread
Everybody know's that the rap game on the hype is dead
I don't mean to lower your self esteem
Its just that your mind should be done with this dream
You could try and take me, but you should work as a team
Solo or combined you'd just be beggin to get creamed
 

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