Rap Battle Thread!!!

Like myself who took 2 days to come up with those 6 lines of barely ryhming words lol


Hank, bro, dont waste your time with the haters. IF you give them any time at all dis them in a rapping bit so I can laugh with you. Unfortunately the internet is obviously about proving who the better man is. For instance, look at 4Fs sig...

I guess that about sums it all up right there. So at this point Ill allow him to win. What separates the men from the boys is being able to ignore the childish bullshit we inevitably find on these forums.


Myself, Im slowly learning to sit back and laugh at them. If they have trouble socializing on an internet forum just think about how they do in REAL life.


Now Im done with this foolishness. Peace -V420


Edit: BTW Hankster, lol, Im still waiting for my beatdown.

 

To clear things up


if I offended you hank but you did start a rap battle thread(rap battles are dissing each other), and you to dissed me. Oh and real life just meant away from the computer and back to trimming, not that you dont have one. Now I got Virgo who knows nothing about me stereotyping me, but its all good.


Peace and smoke sensi

 

Im not sterotyping anyone. He started a rap battle thread for fun. For the most part it has been with the exception of a few coming in just to bitch or say BS like 'rap sucks'. Get over it, you dont have to like it, dont view the thread or post. Sounds so simple doesnt it? Thats why it amazes me people have so much trouble doing it......

 

aber


ich habe ein accute ohr fur akzent.....

 

"I have an accute ear fur accent."

 

I co-sign on Hanks skills, your nice:thumbs-up:

 

Whats up with all the haters taking away from the beat,


Of a beat-box battle coming straight from the streets,


With representation from the South to the East,


We take shit out of your mouth and make you speak,


The truth about the funk that we all be blazing,


growing, slinging, our brains straight hazing,


Shaking your ass once our words are airborne


With a flow that blows the minds of most Siberian Monks.


Influx of tone just so that you know, we don't give a fuck and you get owned.

 

This isnt my own, but its probably one of my favorites.


Prodigy of MobbDepp


Power Raps


http://www.actionext.com/names_p/prodigy_of_mobb_deep_lyrics/power_rap.html :bigmojo:


Power raps inside my skull cap like a brick stack, the kid is back


I told y'all niggaz ninety-eight list that


Yo, ninety-nine I piss on rap


Two thousand where your pistols at?


Dunn, we be the men in black fatigue


Thirty-thousand dollar chains that swing


Yo catch me in the street, popping that bullshit


Catch a fat lip, hoes all over your shit


Bust guns like, nuts all over your bitch


Yo yous' a woman, tell me what the fuck you trying to do when


you're growling all over the top, you get chewed when


I touch that shit, not only that on the concrete


We splash more niggaz than the wavepool did


Check out my new shit, we blood spill, you still ice grill


Mad cause your clique's shit is homo, the Mobb stay real


You steady playing the field


Nigga you sideline rhyme


Customers complain they can't feel


You cooked up a half-ass meal


It's time for me to catch burn on the wheels of steel


My shit fills, the appetite of the populace


We could do it via satellites and such


And show the world how that ass get bust


Ever since a little youth, I had this lust


to pick up the motherfucking pen and just rush


like morphine beats, through the wires of the EPS plus


you get penalized, for trying to rock with the utmost


Get branded, for being weak the most, now be ghost


The fuck outta here, with that bullshit you trying to share


with the planet, you need to be shot rapping


I got sickle cell I feel the pain all year, what's happening


Fake thug wanna front like they contracting


Numbers on my head, Dunn please, I'm here waiting


You can't touch me, there's no fake love amongst me


There's no fake niggaz that's run with me


Somebody gave y'all the wrong info, I ain't the Kiko


You nympho, put me on to where you breathe at


You 'sposed to taught that bitch much better than that


I dwell, where the rest of my vets is at


From, some to 'Ville to BX and back


to the lab and the dungeon


My house of representatives stay starving, beats thumping


We unholy, cause there ain't a part missing


My commission, sit at the table like the last supper


Fucker.......(echoes)....Fucker....

 

Virago, yo rhymes ain't virile, yo


Yo patter don't matter


It's sterile, bro


3rd grade rapper w/ puerile flow


Drool not water


Elementary alma mater


Gonna make me raise a ruckus


Get riled


Scaldingly scold this stuttering child


I shake fools like rubberbands


Breakin' new ground rules


I'm the law of the land


Got the golden rule tattooed


in the palm of my hand


I beat others


That's how I treat others


I do unto


I don't get done


There's nowhere you can run to


under the sun


Smash celestial bodies w/ my complex verse


Heard of the big bang?


I'm worse


Virago is a wormhole spiral


Virago is viral


He's a no-no


Gay like a unicorn rainbow


Like he's got day-glo vitiligo


A neon peon wet behind the ears


Pre-pubescent


No hair on his ass


& flourescent

 

Yo, Chinaskis's been asking me how you grow dem trees?


I told you fool, straight up hydro makes them bleed THC


Elementary? Your raps are rudimentary, smell like dysentery


Wet behind the ears? Thats sweat from trimming fields of Sannies killing fields


Did this fool call me gay? Hes just mad cause he doesnt get paid


He had to leave the country because he couldnt get laid


Because Virago took all his bitches, someone had to scratch their itches


Now Ive got work to do so Im going to let you pout


But Ill be back later to punch you in the mouth

 

Back up singers


Grow And Grow And Grow And Grow, Yo Yo Yo!

 

Lion loves a lotta things


Haters ain't one of them


When the TV camera's rollin'


He masturbates in front of them


Lion is a freaky cat


He'll pee on you like R Kelly


Just rub his belly


Before you know it


he's reachin' for the grape jelly


He don't eat lettuce


but loves to get his salad tossed


He loves wildebeast trannies


He loves weed & gettin' sauced


He loves hyena porn


& takes horns in the fanny


He'll even bang your granny


& then call her a whore


He'll drink your last beer


& then piss on the floor


Flea-bitten feline's got no pride


No self-respect


He was sittin' on a log


drinkin' cheap wine w/ a warthog


Last time I checked

 

Virago, you like a rap embargo


You stink


Like trying to rhyme on a skating rink


in Fargo


in the middle of a blizzard


You got no heart


You all gizzard


You nothing but a white out


I'm white lightning in this storm


& you got your kite out


You got caught out


Frostbitten like a frozen kitten


'cause Mittens got brought out


and left in the bank


I wrote the eulogy in pee


and signed it


Love, Hank


There ya go


Go ahead


Try some yellow snow

 

outtamy league now


im on the advanced page,


laters

 

Your letting Gehiem back into your posts, be careful!

 

aber

dat is duitser, not dutch, there is a difference, E.S.


besides it is a quote from the inglourios basterds


there are no secret posts.

 

No more challengers?


I'm gonna have to start dissing myself again. :321fu:

 

well hank i wish i could rhyme....id throw down...this has been quite entertaining....some heavy weight rhyme writers on these boards....anyone need a beat??? i can hook ya up hehe....and dan...i only sample records like the 90's, im with you....as unrespected as record sampling is these days...yes i still do it cause its how real hip hop was made.


"i wrote the eulogy in pee and signed it love hank" :roffl: nice line:roffl:


so for the sake of keepin this goin im gonna jus call you a sucka mc and see where that leads

 

sick ass rhymes fellas..i just wish i could hear it to a beat.

 

Ok, this ain't that good, but whatevaaaa...


I got a sucka MC between my pockets


Poppin' off like pop rocks


and bottle rockets


Pinchin' wenches like wrenches and sockets


I'd throw a ratchet into Nurse Cratchet


I'd throw my best into her cuckoo's nest


and snatch it


I'd cash crop it


Take my time


& cash crotch it


I'm the best


Play it close to vest


and pocket watch it


Take one second and dis


Big T Double


Flirty like an old miss


Flimsy like a big pee bubble


Busted like LE trouble


Dick short lke stubble


Head hard like rubble


He greasy like a double cheese


Freaky like Oprah on her knees


licking mayo off two double amputees


Big T Double


Just a fatty


No all beef patties


No lettuce, No cheese