The Rap Battle Thread

[Mr.White]

Yeah it is

 

[incurock31]

Originally posted by Mr.White
It's not the east or the west side,
(No, it's not)
It's not the north or the south side,
(No, it's not)
It's the Dark Side,
(You are correct)

Keep frontin' the empire,
For all you Vadah haters out there,
We'll blow your planet up,
What is thy bidding my master
It's a disaster,
Skywalker, we're after,
What if he could be turned to the Dark Side?
Yes, he'll be a powerful ally,
Another dark jedi,
He will join us or die,

We got Deathstar
We got Deathstar
We got Deathstar
We got Deathstar, (Deathstar)
We got Deathstar, (Deathstar)
We got Deathstar, (Deathstar)
We got Deathstar, (Deathstar)
We got Deathstar, (Deathstar)

Uncle Owen, I know I'm on probation,
I cleaned the droids,
Can I go to the tochi station?
I got a lay away on a power converter,
But now you're treating me like a scruffy nerf herder,

Luke, use the force and run,
Run to Dagobah
Run to Dagobah
Luke, use the force and run,
Run to Dagobah
Run to Dagobah

I'm YODA, I'm a SOLDIA,
I mold ya, then fold ya, I thought I told ya,
Don't be unwise, judge me not by my size,
You won't believe your eyes, Watch the X-Wing rise,

Yoda, why you being a player hater,
You know that still gotta confront Lord Vader,
But Luke, not ready are you,
But there's a city in the clouds where they keepin' my crew
A jedi's gotta do what a jedi's gotta do,
So now Vader, I'm coming for you,

Yea, that's right R2,
Time to set a new course,
We're going to Cloud City,

That's some good gin and tonic,
Could you please mix me up another,
Thing's about to get ugly,

Impressive, now release your anger,
You must sense that your friends are in danger,
Oooh, why you slice off my hand,
It is primative that you must understand,
Obi Wan would never bother,
Telling you about your father,
He told me enough,
He told me you killed him,
Then there's something I must reveal then,

I'm your father
(I'm your father)
x4

Knock him out the box, Luke
(Knock him out)
x4


Knock him out the box, Luke...

I have that memorized.

 

[Movies205]

CHICKAPOT PIE! CHICKAPOT PIE! CHICKAPOT PIE!

Gravedigger's in the motha ****in house!
ready to rap and style like never b4,
you might of heard rappers b4 and though what this ****!
But no... THE BIG **** IS HERE!
GRAVEDIGGER! COME TO DIG YOUR MOTHA ****IN GRAVE!!!!!

CHICKAPOT PIE! CHICKAPOT PIE! CHICKAPOT PIE!

 

[Ol' Horn-Head]

Originally posted by Assassin32
I've destroyed you with my rhymes already, but what the hell, i'll hit with the good **** one more time.




It's time I put you in you place, I should've done this long ago
Now I'm gonna break you face, with one swing at you dome
Like Romo, crush your mother****in' orbital bone

You seem obsessed with me molesting you
And 5 year old boys in preschool,
You fool, I know your not just Horn-Head
Your Micheal Jackson, too!
So close your damn lips, I'm sick and tired of your hassle
**** with me and I'll punish that ass like Frank Castle
How come you don't get it? I'm just better at the rhymes and vocals
You couldn't see me if you were wearing a pair of bifocals
I do this east, west, north, south, and local
So, **** straps, I'm ready to kill with bare hands
Grab you by your neck, push you face in the sand
Stop breathin', it'll be over in a minute
I'm the man now, can't you see that your finished?
Actually I've always been the man
You were just a flash in the pan
Who couldn't make the grade, so here's your last stand
And I'm raining on your parade, stealing your land
Damn, I bet you want you manhood back
But it'll never be returned, I'm throwing that **** up to Mars
I'm taking your girlfriend away in the passenger seat of my car
And don't worry about my package, dog
My dick is even bigger than her arm

Yeah that's me homie
Owning you over and over
Proving that your phoney
And Knockin' heads off of shoulder
So, reach for the gat on your shelf, I ****in' dare you!!!
So, say somthin' else, *****, do I scare you!?!
Try to test me, you can't best me
Try to sleep, and you can't rest, see
I'm haunting you, gee
SO **** WITH ME!!!

Defeated my rhymes, who you been listening to?
EML don't know s**t dawg, as I recall he's also been dissin you
I don't try to ally with people just to make you look stonger,
Thats what you've been doing to make your whack rhymes last longer
See thing is dawg, this thing here? its called a battle,
where you respond to ways you just got rattled
See, thing is, you don't even really fight back
you just change the subject and you're saying i'm whack?

F**k punishing you dawg, i'm gonna straight out murder you
no ones gonna miss your a$$ cos no ones f**king heard of you
You listen to EML, and find out who you are
those child molesting jokes will only get your untalended a$$ so far
I love how you stole that joke from EML,
you know infringing on copyrights can send you to Jail

I've never heard of a rapper who doesn't do s**t
and i've never heard of an assassin who hasn't done a hit
Homie, scared of you? More like scared of me?
I'm the f**king daredevil, hitting kingpins in the knee
You're just some lyrical f**king batman,
Rather slide down some poles all night while wearing spandex, damn!

 

[Assassin32]

So you want to murder an assassin?
Don't you know what I'm packin'
100,000 machine guns and a nation of crazy bastards
Ready to bust on any punk that's been hatin' and bashin'
With his head up his ass, thinkin' his rhymes are classic

So, I'm changin' the subject after you spit your weak flame?
***** please, every time I've posted a flow, I've set these boards ablaze
And left them in a smoking heap
While I just pick up weak MC's to eat
Chop them up with a blade and have myself a little feast
See I'm a BEAST, on the mic, my status is top-ranked
My rhymes are like a Mangnum
While your only shootin' blanks
And with blanks I can't be hit
Cause all my quick quips keep makin' you slip, dip-****
You keep watchin' my spits and quiver in fear, ya punk *****

Your nothing special, like all the rest, you're the same
And what i do to wannabes is snatch up your dames
Let the caps rain
Watch the blood drain
Leak out your brains and C-Walk on your grave
You believe you something so great, but i don't see it that way
Only 10 percent of your rhymes are passable
The other 90 is laughable
Tryin' to diss cause I'm cool with EML, please your just a trifflin' ho
Who just won't let it go, that he can't flow
Maybe I could show you so, if I came down and peeled your skull
Or dropped some bow's, don't you know?
You've been beaten, BROKEN AND DONE!
But if you want another ass whoopin', from the prodigal son
You just sit your queer ass there, CAUSE HERE I COME!

 

[Ol' Horn-Head]

Originally posted by Assassin32
So you want to murder an assassin?
Don't you know you know what I'm packin'
100,000 machine guns and a nation of crazy bastards
Ready to bust on any punk that's been hatin' and bashin'
With his head up his ass, thinkin' his rhymes are classic

So, I'm changin' the subject after you spit your weak flame?
***** please, every time I've posted a flow, I've set these boards ablaze
And left them in a smoking heap
While I just pick up weak MC's to eat
Chop them up with a blade and have myself a little feast
See I'm a BEAST, on the mic, my status is top-ranked
My rhymes are like a Mangnum
While your only shootin' blanks
And with blanks I can't be hit
Cause all my quick quips keep makin' you slip, dip-****
You keep watchin' my spits and quiver in fear, ya punk *****

Your nothing special, like all the rest, you're the same
And what i do to wannabes is snatch up your dames
Let the caps rain
Watch the blood drain
Leak out your brains and C-Walk on your grave
You believe you something so great, but i don't see it that way
Only 10 percent of your rhymes are passable
The other 90 is laughable
Tryin' to diss cause I'm cool with EML, please your just a trifflin' ho
Who just won't let it go, that he can't flow
Maybe I could show you so, if I came down and peeled your skull
Or dropped some bow's, don't you know?
You've been beaten, BROKEN AND DONE!
But if you want another ass whoopin', from the prodigal son
You just sit you queer ass there, CAUSE HERE I COME!

I'm standing still here spouting my rhymes, making you pissed
you're lyrical response is like aiming a high powered rifle at me, and still miss
100,000 of your guns? Homie you gotta start thinkin bigger
You're the only Assassin i've heard of who is too scared to pull a trigger
All those punks who are hatin and bashin'?
They aint even heard of you, to come after you, cos you aint ever lastin
I'm like f**king uranium, i'm gonna be here for 10,000 years
or till they close this thread, whatever it takes, i'm prepared

Homie, you're rhymes are so weak, they DO set the boards ablaze
the're so f**king s**t filled, the methane fumes makes this place stink for days
i'll light a match and be on my way,
Match hits the floor.....BOOM......they really did set it ablaze!

You let caps rain? That sounds about right
too scared to shoot em' so you throw them up in the air, alright
But I got a different method, a different perspective,
not something I want you to live with
See, if I want you dead, I'm gonna load my gun
Run up , before I pull it out, you're just gonna run
Chase you down and let the bullets rip
see if how many bullets I can fit into your hip
Gun butt you in the mouth till you get a fat lip
then beat your f**king head till your brains start to drip
Drop my gat, pull out a bat
test my theory if a cripple will be able to rap
How you gonna c-walk on my grave now, you f**king rat?
Maybe you can roll over on your wheelchair, how bout that?
Oh no, you got me all violent,
but now i'm gonna be a comedian and laugh at the sight of it

Maybe you need EML to live
Without his respect you aint got the respect of no one up in this biz
It takes two of the lamest rappers to go up against me
funny thing is, both of you lose, how f**ked up is he
You drag down his rhymes by being in the same vicinity!

You have to look for days to find a weak MC to eat
maybe Mr White's rhymes are a good enough treat,
Shooting blanks? Sure, homie, thats all i'd need
you'd run away cos you're too scared to bleed
I'm tired, how am I gonna fnish off this a$$?
I'll take a good quote from my homie Nas
*Bang* Whos shootin? I made you look,
You a slave to a page in my rhyme book

 

[dmcnx]

I left this thread when it had 11 pages

 

[The Kingpin]

Finnaly! Some Battles!

 

[The Spawn]

Yo, if this **** ain't bein' judged, then I retire
No more of my rhymes where I be lightin' all yo' asses on fire.
You can still call me King, Prince, or Sire,
When you're the guy down at the shop, changin' mah tire.
Goin' holy on yo ass in my ecclesiastical attire,
Get that pie to my house 30 minutes or less, or your ass is on the wire.
When it comes to the rap game, I've got just one desire,
That's beatin' all the levels, and just gettin' higher and higher.
Cuz I require like Mike Meyers in an all comedian choir,
The need to succeed by an all elite creed
To indeed exceed all the weeds and watch them bleed
Weeds like you rockin' all over the place,
Askin' for autographs all up in my face
When I give you a fist sandwhich, you won't like the taste
I hate the way you've put talent to waste
Your ass is in denial, you feel that ain't the case
You're day dreamin', your minds up in space
Brain matters left without a trace,
You need to embrace your titles as a degrace
While looking for sucess, you've gotten left behind in the chase
You're like a welfare case, rhymes the prize in this hurdle race.
You're the turtle, I'm the hare,
You've got no frequent flyer miles to spare,
This Aesops Fable ends with me makin' the ticker tape tear
If you've got somethin' to say, please do share
I'm the Rap Millionaire, the only king in this game o' Solitaire
You sayin' it ain't fair
You can't dare to compare to the power that is here
That power is me, the Rap-Cave is my lair,
I'll stay there with the tender love'n care.
Ah ****, I said I'd retire...
Spent a bunch o' lines with rhymes, I guess I'm a liar

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

Don't all you guys just love
how I'm the one who stands above-
all you guys, sitting on my throne.
Maybe I'll throw you dogs a bone.
You're all referring to me in your lyrics,
Keep using it and I'll start handing out tickets.
Make you pay me for some royalties,
if you wig out, I'll give you a deadly disease.
You see, that's what I call my bullets.
They aren't weapons, they're the plague.
Blowing holes in ***** ****.
I carry weapons bigger than a 22 gauge.

No, I'm just playin', doods.
No need to pump steroids in your attitudes.
You guys are alright in my book.
Some of ya'll even deserve a second look.
Except for the haters and the bashers who roll up,
trying to say rappin' is horrible.
I'll pull back a fist and hit you like a truck,
ain't that adorable?
I'll break you, ****ing destroy you.
Pull out a sword, dice your ass.
I'll slice your homies too,
burn them like bad grass.
Hey! Hey! Hey!
All you rap-haters are mother****ing Gay!
I've got no apprehension,
ain't afraid of starting some New York-sized Tension!
Y'all heard of Biggie and Tupac,
and the fact that both them got shot.
Well, I'm a lyrical mix of both of them,
come in to my ****ing Magneto Den.
Try to put a cap in my noodle,
I'll put you down like a *****-whipped poodle.
You'll find that your life is leaving you, man.
Won't be enough of you left to fill a can.
You'll be bite-sized pieces,
small enough to feed to the geeses.

Boom! Boom! Boom!
Here comes the ****er from Mount Doom.
I'm Sauron up in this mother****er,
you're nothing but a little Hobbit-brother.
Except this isn't Middle Earth, you won't win.
I'll ***** slap like you're ugly as sin.
Oh wait! You are! Sorry, G!
Your face is thoroughly disugsting me!
God Damn! Ever hear of washing?
I'll use my Ring to take pop that ugly thing.
What? That's not a zit I popped dead?
Oops, I'm so sorry for popping your head!!
(Not!!!)

 

[The Kingpin]

Yo see I make music
To make you sick
Of fake music
and hate music
Like wannabe and Gameface music
If it too hard fo you to understand
Come to the real game
And stop playin underhand
You see Some rappers just want to be rich
They all want cars, houses and a nice *****
But they dont understand what its like in poverty
And have dreams of just witnessing, pure sovereigny
Get off a me
All you cops you see
Right when you see me
You come and walk to me
And come and talk to me,
about the robbery
And if i had to do anything with it
But you know Im the Kingpin
And i control the crime dont you get it?

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

She loves me,
She loves me not.
She Loves ME!
She loves me not.
Why do I find myself laying here on the couch?
Why as she being such a grouch?
What did I do to deserve this?
Did I speak some sort of silent diss?
I didn't mean to, Lord I swear it.
God, tell me how I can repair this!
Give me guidance, show me the light!
How can I mend things with my wife?
I love her so much,
I long for her touch.
What did I do to get kicked out of bed?
Tonight, I didn't even ask for head!
If I could learn only one thing,
it would be to get inside a girl's head.
Just that one thing.
And I'd be set.
Jesus, Mary, and Joseph!
What did I do to get such tough love?
I love her.
She loves me not.
She is the one I adore.
We were even thinking of having a Tot.
Baby, what did I do?
That's the only thing I want from you.
Besides you love and tenderness,
Boo, I just want one more kiss!
She loves me,
She loves me not.
She loves me.
Why has she forgot?

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

No Love.

 

[The Spawn]

?

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

!

 

[The Spawn]

I hear ya.

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

But I'm a deaf mute?

 

[The Spawn]

This thread has its ups....and downs.

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

I find it funny that I can put names to the downs....

 

[The Spawn]

This isnt an actual battle...there needs to be judges and face offs. We can call it:


H Mile.

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

"Now everybody in the SHH, put your mother****ing hands up!
Now everybody in the SHH, put your mother****ing hands up!"

 

[The Spawn]

We're getting there...I may redo this whole topic.

 

[Erik Magnus Lehnsherr]

Yes, perhaps a reincarnation is in order....

 

[The Spawn]

I'll plan it up

 

[Ol' Horn-Head]

Plan it homie,
But you have to think certain things about the thread:
-How long we have to respond
-how many people can battle at once
-How we handle people who want to hassle rap
-How many contestants are allowed