Basically exactly what it says on the title. Okay. I'll start. =w= DISCLAIMER: This thread is meant in jest, and is supposed to be silly, and intended to be a parody of rap battles. do NOT take anything said in here seriously! that means ANYTHING. __________ You think you know it all, you ain't know nothin' I was rappin before you could even say somethin' Bustin out rhymes, Canging dem chimes, All you ever care is that You don't get mauled by a bear, Dat bear be me yo, Try not to go slow, bro, You couldn't even beat me in slow-mo, You think you look cool with that 'fro, Wonder what yo' momma would say, tho, Maybe she's too busy swinging around dat pole, But i don't give a [censored], so~!
Oh God another battle thread, shoot me please Gimme a bullet to the head, I'm on my knees I'd rather be dead than hear one more of these Raps about shootin' lead and double Ds At the same time it ain't a crime just to spit A few lines with a few rhymes of dat hip-hop shit And it don't quit don't cha make a fool of it So legit it don't split closed like it's celibate But that shit don't faze me, fuckas wanna raid me I think they memory's hazy, fuckin' wit K-A-C Y? Hoes I'm like a gardener, don't you play me I rake that shit harder yo, and you'll be pushin' daisies
I hear you like guns, Perhaps nestled between those sweet buns? Oh no, don't fear, I'm just a rappin' carebear, Only instead of spewin' out rainbows up top, I spew out slick rhymes that don't stop, Yes, bears are a running theme, Don't you be upset at this recurring meme, Because dem bears know where you've been, And all the while you didn't know you were seen, Watch out for that exploding rap laser beam!
lol You guys are great! Honestly i think you guys are better rappers than that radio pop shit. Now lemme try this here rap thing. I flow like weat thins Through your intestines Welcome to Pallet Town Where only the very best wins Yes i refrenced Poke'mon We all know this is true I caught your mom takin a shower And told her "Let me take a Pikachu" Rap rivival Get out of denial That I'm the best MC Thats been out for while My flow so tribal Like old school Brazilian style Endurence master I got rhymes for miles
Tryin' to join the pro's Don't you know how this goes? Rappin like you don't care, Expectin' everyone to follow you there, This ain't no rodeo, It's not even as simple as dunkin' Oreo's, It's a complex art, You think you can rap with a series of farts? Think again, Check dat tan, Make sure you know what you're doin' Because this is gonna go right through you, an' You wouldn't know how to react, Because my mom stole your cat, Now here I am with a rap baseball bat, It's time for you to act on that! Watchu doin, you scared? Think yer head's gonna need to be repaired? After I'm through witcha, you wouldn't even know what hit ya, So stop actin' like a foo' fresh out of rap school', Mah rap's gonna hit ya so hard all you can do is drool! It's time to get down, Don't clown around, Back yourself up; lift a truck, Because if you don't, your rap's gonna suck, I'm not messin wit' ya, I'm just testin' ya, When the sky falls and you know what you've done, I'll be waitin' there, rappin under the risin' sun~
^ damn. ok here i goes. I rock this shit like a turd in a basket Back and forth back and forth The way you keep redoing that whack shit Blast from the past imma kick you in the ass You rap like a high school drop out No class Shout out to Mike Shinoda Ill call him and we'll both own ya My name is sokka Pronounced with an akka Yo Elaine, I rocked ya Yes i watch The Last Airbender And your worse than the movie Me and Korra bet That you cant beat me I'm the best Rap smack you in the chest You just got raped like an alter boy Consider yourself blessed
You keep talking, rambling about the pros but you're placed in the who's who and all them I don't knows Say you're legit but ya can't skit or improvise, And you're stabbing thin lines while no needles can piece these rhymes Talk cheap as I laugh at you more than I do the RNC And it's hard to believe but your lines are just killing me.
Your penis is small yo, Yo mama's a ho, yo I'm ryhming this rap like a yo-yo... yo, Now my songz are crap, but you still play them back on the radi... yo, This shits so sick, I gotta bigga dick than a pick..-axe, yo, Now it's getting crazy up in dis house, yo, As you can see I like commaz, yo, And commaz like me, yo, So don't start callin' me, a grammar nazi.. yo, Yo.
You think you know it all? You don't know what's coming. Think before you decide to say something. Dat brain of yours; use it, Before you're gonna lose it, Because at the end of the day, My rappin's gonna blow you away, It's like the beginning of a hurricane, Don't be distracted munching on your candy cane, I'mma say it now: That's really lame~! Because when the storm finally hits, You're gonna need oven mits, Because we gonna play hot potato, And the potato is gonna make you burn like plato, Yes, that rhyme makes no sense, Why could you think that I'm so dense? I don't need to think before I'm speaking, Because by the end of this you'll be squeaking, Crashing under the weight of the thundercloud, You say "There can be only one", MacLeod? That "One" be me, yo, Because you're too slow, bro~ You're running through water; I'm slidin on ice Because while you swish and struggle, I'm gonna slice and dice. I don't need to worry about keeping my balance; I'm agile You standin' there, oh so fragile, I can keep up at this all day, What d'you think you could even say? I'mma give you the old one-two If that is what you'd choose, But I'mma tell you right here, right now; you'd lose Nothing you do will wash the pain away, Once I'm done with you, six feet under you'll lay!
Yo this is Grandmaster Hellflame returning to raise hell Bringing forth the apocolypse in 2012 This cameo comes as a great privilage I'm hitting this while your diggin these subliminal mind tricks I'm here to destroy hating muthafuckas You're slippin n trippin like an ice road trucker So get a grip on the flow, stop thinkin your da bomb I role 20 deep, the 21st is your mom I've got style, a profile that you aint got Step inside my shoes? You can't fill my socks I've got access to the world while you struggle with a visa Stayin at home cryin "YOU'RE TEARING ME APART, LISA" Claimin you ghetto but you aint got no flow No place to go, kicked out on yo ass by your 2 dollar ho So let's go if you wanna prove you worth shit My rhyme is an uzi while you hold a twig Compare me to you? We aint the same class I'm rhyme so fast when I'm done your 20 seconds in the past This is a ghetto blast and what's said is done Let it be known only the chain gang know the 411
You sit there, preachin' you've got it all, Well you aint' got nothin', All that tough talk yet your words are flunkin', You say "Ohai Mark"? I say "Let's get this mofo, Mr Stark!" Because the Iron Man, He knows what's commin, He knows what my side is becomin', I'mma give you a hint: It's called "Winning" I'mma prepare some TNT while you flash your "Bling bling", Because when this shit goes down, you're goin' BOOM! And you're gonna be hurled all the way to the dark side of the moon, What happened to that gun? Wasn't the ending of that movie fun? I guess you're back alive Tommy Wisaeu, in the flesh, Perhaps you're gonna need a refresh? I know, that accent is a bad habbit Where did you even catch it? You sound like you're from ten different countries, How could you even rap when you sound like you're eating crunchies? I'mma tell you right now; your movie was horrible, So bad it's good, but it's not really that tolerable; Quit while you're ahead, Before I fill you full of dread, You're not even gonna notice when I put you to bed, Because I'm watchin, I know, I know what you did to that 'ho You say "I did naht hit her, it's not true!" Well, given the way you look; am I a fool? For believing her story, because it is true: The bitch had the right idea leaving you!