Rap RE:volution [Part I]

All right, everyone needs to go back to school
Y'all need to stop thinking that you're so cool
None of you are better than anyone else
So take your insults, put 'em back on the shelf
I'm getting sick of seeing all this disses
So I'm here to fulfill all your wishes
If this gets out of hand I'll close the thread
Better that half of y'all ending up dead
Try to keep this clean and knock off the crap
And put your rhymes into a professional rap
Elie - I'm not done with you yet
I'll make you eat your rhymes and you'll regret
Acting like you're the best emcee ain't right
You won't last here 'til the end of the nigh
Stick N' Move? You're just as cocky as he is
Knock off the arrogance, maybe you'll see this
I'm sick of the rhymes y'all are spitting
So cease this crap and you can keep ripping
Blast your rhymes upon one another
And keep away from the traditional "YOUR MOTHER!"

 

your mother? dont make me do that
if i wrote about her imagine the size of the rhyme
i just dont have the time
no-one lives that long
so i`ll stick to my current style and kill you with it quickly
i come out with flips and beats ohh man their so sickly
its simple dude u gotta get a grip
all these stupid raps are about to make me flip
u`ll be rappin on street corners when ur older
u wont have a hat for money, you'll have ur old damm english folder
you wont make a dime
u wont make a penny
so you`ll move to sweden
and change your name to spenny....

 

Spenny? Stick N' Move, go back to preschool
'Cause right now you're a damn fool
You're making yourself look stupid with every rhyme
Forget Elie, you won't last 'til the end of the night
I said to stay away from the stupid dissing
You didn't, so you can keep on wishing
Jawknee quit because of the childishness
So I think I will to, there's no sense in this
I'm wasting my life in this stupid thread
So I'ma get outta' here to protect my head

 

if u read at the start this thread is about dissin
but i forgot, your blind, so thats why you've been missin
anyway lets get back to the rap
i cant take this anymore
i wish i could run
this isnt much fun
i take bullets from a pun
these bullets are fake lies
fallin down from the skies

 

I'ma keep this verse nice and small
To prove who here has got the gall
You stopped making sense long ago
And you still haven't got a flow
So now I've spit my piece, I'm gone
Just don't make me your little pawn

...

 

i hate those white guys who always say "African American"
even if ur weiner is big
my weiners bigger
so lets get going
make the beat quicker
even if ur weiners thick
my weiners thicker

 

I'm not going to rhyme, I'm just going to say:

Stick N' Move: You are dumb.

 

Stick N' Move Agrees

 

Why does everyone want street cred?
I know you all want me dead,
I'm gonna stop this lyrical violence,
So all you're gonna hear from me is:


Silence.

 

i burn u down with this lyrical wave
to step up to me you'd have to be brave
i'll knock you down with one line
i dont even need to comment on how short is the time
im trapped inside this rap game
keep on rappin and lookin for fame
if i changed my name would i get the prize
if i layed the beat it would burn your eyes

 

Jawknee, i'm only cocky cause I said it's a hoax
Maybe if you could read you'd see I said it's a joke
Maybe the thought of being a mod is getting to your head
Do as I said, leave this thread before I have your ryhming scheme dead

Will, thank-you for not being ill-willed
Your first ryhme in this rap game and it proves you are skilled
Jawknee and Stick N' Move, I pray to the mods they have your posts removed
Because they aren't ryhmes, they only clutter this thread
You guys aren't special, go back to sleep in your "almost moderating" beds

I don't care if I loose, the winner is chosen in due time
Maybe you could stick to the topic, instead of pretending to ryhme
I had respect for you, both Stick N' Move and Jawknee
But this is a heated battle, I ain't gonna stop to put an end to the moshing

Quit accusing me of crap I didn't do
Who the heck are you?
Don't come and whine about the point of this thread
You guys are the ones who replied to the things that I said

Maybe you should think about how you make me feel
Cause when I said it to you, it was in a ryhme, I said it wasn't real
You guys are both jerks, with talent that just got erased
Your ryhmes were great, now I hope you feel bad and disgraced

You're not worthy of a ryhme, or even a reply
I hope your thinning fanbase keels over and dies
Instead of waiting for "100" replies
Maybe you two should shield your eyes
Jawknee, don't ever tell me to have a cookie, if I ate it, I lied

Jawknee, if you want to be something important and nice
Maybe you could have read this little man's eyes:
I had that smilie there, when you first got mad
I thought a smarter person like you would realize I meant nothing bad.

Next time you tell me to go have a cookie
I think it's because you're afraid of my ryhmes, and want to have "lyrical hooky"
So before you think you were the end of this thread
Thanks for the cookie hunny, I just left your ryhmes dead....

 

You called Jawknee hunny?

 

haha...I dunno how you took it, where I live, it's a "diss" when you call a guy "hunny"

 

Oh-My-God!

Hold the phone
Cause Elie here is all alone
Thinking he'll take the 1st place trophy home
But sorry chump
Not while your on my block
I leave all MC's wettin their pants
After I roll em off the dock
And no underwear
That you wear
Will ever save you
When your poop is like a junkyard
And your hanes? Well, they just gave through
PLus that smell you leave when you leave
And walk out of a room
I'd swear it's smells so bad
I'm wonderin did you come out of a tomb?
Just popped out to say hello
And then sink back inside
But after you read this post
All you'll be able to do is hide
I write these words now while I feel them
Whiel you manufactor them in your basment
And conceal em
So no one will know that your fake
And Can't rhyme
And who won
When we battled each other last time?
So what'd you think was gonna happen to you now?
I've already cooked you
Should I run you over with a plow?
Cause no matter what I say
You don't ever get it do you?
Your site is a joke
Like Doc Gamez and the whole crew
So call em up here now
Don't tell em what its for
It's Eefactor against me in an all out war!

 

Omar, Omar, Omar
You think you can stay on par?
Am I the only one who can think straight
Without stopping for my brain to wait?
I think I am and I'm done with this game
Battle-rhymin' on the net's so lame
I quit this thread and that's that
I must admit though: my rhymes were phat
So off I go away from here
Leavin' y'all with everything to fear

 

Will with the little willy
I'm laughing
Cause your lines are so silly
Why would I be feared
If you've decided to leave?
Wouldn't my coast be cleared?
Cause you couldn't hold up
And disappeared?
Well, glad your gone
It just makes the crown
Quicker for me to grab
Watch out for DJ tomorrow
He's about to back stab
On me, over a "little" post I made
It's ok Derek
Eventually you'll get laid
Just hold off for about a decade or two
And Yes it is a big deal
And I'm pretty sure it only happens to you
So run the peefall like it was niagra
The only way the little general does push ups
Is if you use viagra [old fart!]

 

You call that rappin?
I think you suck.
Makes me wanna go find a good f*ck.
Oh, looks like I found it.
I found her in Guam.
I think you call her Mom!
Look at you, you call yourself an Emcee
Open your mouth, while I take a pee!

 

Girlies lift your skirts up so I can kick you in your fannies.
Aww gross, put 'em down as I see you've pissed your panties.
I said I wouldn't return as long as Mr. Bighead was still around,
But that's okay cuz I can compete with flows he rummaged in the lost and found.
E-lie when you're done, pass those useless flows back to O',
Maybe he can recycle them, use a thesaurus and just call them his own.
Out of the darkness I appear to shut down you vain pains,
You girlies are in distress without good flows, dare I call you dames?
I'ma get into your anatomy and reverse the blood flow in your veins,
Get inside your head and kill even more cells in your brain.
Yo Elie, what are you like 5 years of age?
Were you born around the time Play Station 1 was the rage?

Stop capitalizing words like the word EMCEE,
And start learning to capitalize what you truly are: a WANNABE.
You're washed up like seashells on the beach,
Cuz I'm higher above you cats, I'm way out of reach.
Mr. Will, or should I call you Lauryn Hill,
Cuz you're "killing me softly" with those weak-ass skills.
Bryan, stop tryin' cuz you know you're lyin'
You couldn't rap if I gave you (w)rapping paper, so stop your whinin'.

E-lie, stop holding my hand and try to actually sound pro,
You're selling yourself just like a corner street ho.
Cancel your account on E-bay cuz those aren't decent flows,
I hear better rhymes from a deaf guy asking me where's the door,
So that way he can leave cuz you clear the house like an imfumigator,
Stop biting rhymes like a f#ckin' alligator.
Stick to what's good for you: being a masterbater.
All the fans you have are nothing but she's and her's.

I seize your fur and throw you on the ground, back-flat.
Shut the f#ck up, ugly, and give me that mic back.
Wake up b!tch, this ain't the Matrix, this is real.
You ain't got skills, you're just barking like a damn seal.
You're about as hard as a banana peel,
Repeat these words to yourself: "I wanna heal."
Yes, I quote LP cuz they're your only remedy.
You want attention? You're about to get it medically.

I hope you watch enough E.R. otherwise you're out of luck,
Cuz when I'm through with you, you'll have to stitch yourself up.
I'm slamming you around, cuz you're my little hockey puck.
I score goals on your ass while you're screwed, you fail, and get f#cked.
Take it back to amateur night with a Red Bull in your hand,
Sissy boy's been looking at one too many The Source mags.
Suddenly you think you've changed into an emcee that can compete,
You're obsolete, incomplete, and need to hit delete, before you get beat.
You left earlier today, what was it, to go to church?
I hope you were praying for better rhymes, cuz your sh!t just hurts.
My ears bleed but I use your flows for feed,
To increase my adrenaline and to zoom past you like Speed.

You hold that mic like you hold your daddy's pickle,
Every single night.
Your rhymes hardly give me the slightest tickle,
So go with Bryan and ride trikes,
Your ass just got popped like a pimple,
Hope you think harder tonight.
This ain't your mommy's nipple,
So stop sucking on the mic.

 

It's time for me to enter
Right here in the centre
I can't believe what I'm hearing
Or believe what I'm seeing
This is dedicated,
Who you dedicated to?
I'm the hottest Emcee spittin venom at you

Jawknee, you should fear me
I'm the new Emcee
Spitting venom at you
Oh, what you gunna do?
What you gunna say?
Thinking about it everyday

Omar, Omar
You'r older than your grandpa
Your rhymes are slick
But not that quick
You gotta go with the flow
SoI'm letting you know
That I'm here to stay
And fight another day

 

It's said, that out of the millions of visitors at the LPA
The only decent rappers that come this way
Are Elie and his alter-ego: IdestroyedYOUtoday

Oh my what?
Look at Omar's butt!
Within his buttcheeks is where my foot's stuck

Did I beat you all that bad?
Is that why you're sad?
Is that why you're mad?
Or is it because your ryhmes are worse than an episode of "Making the Band" ?

Don't ever talk about me or the EEFactor Staff
If they wasted their time to watch you ryhme, all they'd do is laugh
You want to be an EMCEE? Don't try and start your career.
Because for you "homies", your ugly end's are near.

Why is everyone still tryin'?
Your ryhmes are fryin', worse than Mel Gibson's role with Meg Ryan
Did I mention? There's a nice MTV special on today!
It's called "Wanna-be Rappers Show Their Face At The LPA!"