The Rap Battle Thread

[Astrø]

No one cares......

 

[The Spawn]

I see where you're coming from.

 

[Astrø]

^ For once....

 

[Arkady Rossovich]

This thread just screams "Black Attack".

 

[Astrø]

^Thats not racist at ALL!

 

[StrainedEyes]

Resurrection, this thread shoulda been left when
It ended 4 months ago lets start up the next one
Count up the members, devide it into sections
Battle it out till there's 2 left then keep going till there's less than
One winner, one dreamer, plenty of wannabe singers
One man who spits off the top while sprayin straight ether
Fire ball striking against the cackling lightning
Fighting frightened hype men, freeze their fire with ice and
Prove that you are the man who can stand up to the planned out spit verse coming from their mouth
Freestyle from the tip of your tounge, Leavin them stung
Beat 'em all up then kill them for fun
It's crazy, This whole thing sounds hazy
But that's what I do, spit till this mixed up s*** sounds amazing
Blazing to the fade in
Curtains up, Onto the next phase when you slap back like a puck
I'm stuck let's start going 'for I get f***ed up
You better blind my eyes for I start diggin' at your nuts
Good luck!

 

[Astrø]

Didn't this thread get like 20 people banned?

 

[The Spawn]

Stick around and find out.

 

[Astrø]

You just don't like me do you...

 

[Steve Rogers]

Ha ha ha I used to battle people on another message board I used to post on-and it also had nothing to do with rap. It was funny because I used to battle this dude who actually recorded and had albums out there (or so he claimed) and I used to spank his ass. And the best part is...I'm not even that big a rap fan.

Now, why did this thread get 20 people banned?

 

[The Spawn]

It's a pretty good read actually...better than being told why or how.

Post links to this thread on another board you speak of.

 

[DV8]

less chit chat, more rap-battlin', please

 

[The Spawn]

Spit somethin'

 

[Steve Rogers]

It's a pretty good read actually...better than being told why or how.

Post links to this thread on another board you speak of.

Sorry, that board is long gone. But now I am going to go back and read what got folks here banned. My curiousity is piqued.

 

[DV8]

Spit somethin'

YO! YO!! YO!!! YO!!!!

UHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

 

[DV8]

I say 'yo' more hype, everytime I say it!
I say 'uhhhh!' more hype, when you tell me to spray it!
I get stupid sometimes, and I wish I could reclaim it
but that's how it goes sometimes smoking joints before my dayshift . . .

 

[The Spawn]

Not bad for a quickie.

 

[DV8]

heh thanks

I'll spit something more later . . .

 

[Steve Rogers]

Even in the rap game I'm stayin caucasian
I'm amazin' like female asians
You're the worst thing since cookies with raisns
Layin' tracks like Amtrack and I am that
Willy MC you can call Cap
I bring heat to all I meet like fire and blown gas
Rhymes fat and tight like Raven Symone's ass
I own that thing you call an M-I-C
C-A-P Rogers comma Steve, that's me!
Ya see? I know you saw my paw write your name on my sh**list
What you talkin' bout? Man, f**k Willis
I'm the illest, like a patient in a hospital
I'm gonna smack you in the face with a marble horrible
Before I beat you down with a granite dammit
and finish you off with a bar of terrible incredible
Indelictable and unmeddleable, my style's so good yall wish it was edible
Incredible like the Hulk and while you sulk
I'm writin rhymes in bulk like Sam's Club package of twenty thousand tube socks
That way I can drop another twenty thousand albums after I'm dead like my name was Tupac
Anyone can rap about popping shots from glocks and sayin "no" to ho's
Let's se you actually command the English language and rhyme the no no's
Like me, I say to hel with orange I'll rhyme oranges with door hinges
And even make it rhyme with your dick because that's all of four inches!

It's hard to do a good flow when I don't have an acutal beat to work from...but there...

 

[Cmill216]

Something old I wrote a while back over a jazzy track.

Think of this track as a foreword of sorts
I'd like to thank everybody who put me on this course
Towards an enforcing of this lyrical force
Of a cat who lives in a country that purports itself,
To be united but instead there is infighting
Which seems to be inviting a rash of violent tidings
Thank God for democracy and the land of the free
Be good to each other, don't let go of your dreams
'Cause it's all going downhill faster than you can say
Wally West, Barry Allen, and a brotha named Jay
So wave goodbye to the days with a glass of champaigne
As the rain rushes in as it's pouring down pain
But it's not all bad, and there's still good to be had
So undo all of ya ties, and just let go of the past
Drink away the war with a glass of smoke
F*** the world, man, this was all just one big joke

But I don't mean to bog down the vibe in this lounge
So let me move now from the sounds of how I feel, now
Tonight is a night for you all to just chill
To take off your shoes and forget what's real
We got the horns blazin' and they blazin' just right
Just like the flames under Baghdad nights
The drums kickin' cool and that snare is so fly
Medicare? Who cares?! That drummer is so nice
That emcee is fresh, that keyboardist can play
And I'll give you three quarters to help her deal with her AIDS
And please, who cares what my lawyers try to say?
Child support, f*** it people, can you feel that bass?
Now our times about through, and we hope you've had fun
Now you can all go home to bail out your sons
We like to thank God for everything that he's done
And mother superior, yes, happiness is a warm gun

 

[Assassin32]

Told you, Spawn.

 

[The Spawn]

Told me what?

Those last verses were pretty aiight

 

[Assassin32]

I'd bring it back.

 

[The Spawn]

I don't see you bringin' it though.

 

[DV8]

Here's my secksy "tap dat @$$" rhyme

I'm bout to bust like a sexual technician,
keep an eye on this perceptual mexican,
reigning beats on that @ss hotter than Hell's Kitchen
I'm in the back marinating some succulent chicken

and then I'll marinate that @ss to a tender consistency
I get da ladies hot; freak em right; then ease right up in that pu$$y

I like to work it slow at first; my d1ck does quench that thirst
I see that vagina salivatin, but never hesitatin for the cock of mr. DV8'n

and then I work it fast; but not too hard;
oh shyt don't get me start-ed
bartend-ers, patrons, nobody was is safe
from this magical penis that's not on time, but NEVAH late