Rap Battles #2

Seath · Post by **Seath** » 15 Dec 2004 17:31

Ok, let's get things straight, before I get irate
there is no debate, my name is SEAth not Seth
it rhymes with teeth not Death
although I could bring it
this is twice you tried to wing it
and rhymed my name wrong
once more and i'll paddle you like pong
but until then, you belong on my long schlong
lube it up, yea you can't say Seath now can you?
hey hey less teeth, ok I can't stand you
get off my dick
aw man now it's full of lipstick
you cross-dressin fool
go back to pre-school, so you can duel with the children
you'll, have a chance to look cool, you'll make a killin
similar to the murderin im doin here, it's that time of year
fear my lyrical spear, it's got a taste for queer
and your drippin in it, wait just a minute.
Hmm, it says here your rhymes appear to be unclear, like a dark beer
and it also says, that we're not on the same tier, because you wear a brassiere and take it up the rear
I suppose I'll adhere to what I see here.
Me taking the time to battle you is embarrasing to hiphop
while you flip flop around I AM rap, man.
It's more obvious to see now that you're just a fan
I was sitting back to see if David would attack
but you had to act and get out of wack, so your face I'll smack
sack you like a quarterback, so pack your sack, and hit the road jack
like a hobo, you'll be forgotten, when I bury you in the ground.
And Davee doesn't deserve to be an emcee
Chances of him owning all are about as good as me starring in the OC
He's not got shit, and if he thinks he does, he better start rappin to G to the O-D
and fuck it, I'm done rhyming for now, I've grown tired of this round.
I'll be back.

FlexThis · Post by **FlexThis** » 16 Dec 2004 14:08

FlexThis · Post by **FlexThis** » 16 Dec 2004 14:37

rory · Post by **rory** » 16 Dec 2004 17:36

Damion Mathew's thinks he is the hero of day
the only thing i can tell about u is that u may think u can ryme
when actually it sounds like slime out my ass
and heres another thing i may ask,
are these your rymes or someone elses
because u better tell them to get there lyrics straight before
i rape u like a whore with my crazy shit
u think your gangsta? i blow u away with my 12 in dick.
another thing, who you telling to skool there shit
the only thing i see you skooling is how to lick a dick
why dont u pick on someone ur own size?
ill fight u with 1 hand behind my back and ill brake u in half
like those plates i saw when i was doing ur ma.
so to make this straight why dont u go back school
ill drive the bus if u make any nosie i throw u out the emergeny exit
so next time u lay down some rap learn how to ryme
cuz the last thing u want me doing is kicking ur behind.

no hard feeling

-pat

QuantumBalance · Post by **QuantumBalance** » 16 Dec 2004 23:52

fuck it, I'll admit .. I didn't even read this shit
They're spouts on drought: It's out.
My spouts flotilla flour tortias at niyas
I suck down a juicy margereta

I think I'll keep ya,
JAMMIN IN MY FLOW WITH WHO KNOWS WHOA
I OWN ALL YALL
YOUR BALLS ARE MARBELS IN MY SACK
YOUR SHIT IS WACK...
¿imagine that?
smack.. *SMACK*

that was your face punk
can you feel your cheek burning
with the learnings that Im yearning to spurn
thunder hittin ground brow frowin but LEARN!

LET YOUR EGO GROW FROM MY FLOW
cuz you know you cant let go unless
opposite chemical reactions occur
in time in infinite dimensions ascending
in a rough DNA type in vention

I hode you all in my suspension.
And So, I'll let, you go.

FlexThis · Post by **FlexThis** » 17 Dec 2004 15:37

shredj · Post by **shredj** » 17 Dec 2004 20:42

nice Damon!

qphox · Post by **qphox** » 18 Dec 2004 13:54

Damon wrote:Now I ain't never been known to get drunk
Off champagne, instead I blaze up the skunk

floyd · Post by **floyd** » 20 Dec 2004 18:10

Now what the fuck,
Is the matter with you guys,
I just found this thread
And a part of me died.
Reading this crap, is sad, it makes me cry
It's like sticks and stones will break your bones,
But running with your blunt ass lyrics,
Someone's going to lose an eye.

Next time you have some shit on your chest,
Try to ditch that shit without making someone else less,
My fellow shredders, my family, my friends,
Just think about the fucking message you send,
Maybe your joking now, but do you really think,
That these message don't sink.
With me? No! Never.
Ryming swear words is clever.
Or is it just another pointless endeavour,
like kicking around some beads, bound up in and leather.

Oh-oh too far, now that's shits going to scar,
You fell into my little trap now didn't ya.
You poor fools, I gotta run, Im writing this from work,
Close the pop-up windows, pay attention, it's no time to jerk,
Now I think I've done enough to tug all your skirts,
So I'll leave all you bitches with a wink and a smirk.

Peace.

Senor Grommet · Post by **Senor Grommet** » 20 Dec 2004 22:56

Just some random lines, not directed at anyone:

You without me is like a wandless Harry Potter,
You can hump a Camel's back . . . in the end you need the water

Your schwartz emanates from the band around my cock,
One ring to rule them all, and by all I mean my moddie flock

To battle my linguistic stylings is to be left out to dry,
Like ClearEyes my schlongs rarin' to moist-ure-eye (-z)

A foul air pervades when you rap, so I pop a Cert in,
While my melodic glossus leave you hanging like a curtain.

From MC Paul Barman:
"Im in the house like furniture"

Tsiangkun · Post by **Tsiangkun** » 21 Dec 2004 11:17

A little battle rap, not directed at anyone in particular, and expecially not directed at FlexThis.

Now what the fuck,
Is the matter with you guys,
I just found this thread
And a part of me died.
Reading this crap, is sad, it makes me cry
It's like sticks and stones will break your bones,
But running with your blunt ass lyrics,
Someone's going to lose an eye.

Reading this shit makes me think that you're weak
living in a hood where stray sheep are the
most dangerous things on the street
so why not shut up now before I give a presentation
on knocking teeth out for use as a-christmas decoration
Cuz I'm telling you now I swear to god I am not frail
I'm the one outside ur house with a molativ cocktail.

Next time you have some shit on your chest,
Try to ditch that shit without making someone else less,
My fellow shredders, my family, my friends,
Just think about the fucking message you send,
Maybe your joking now, but do you really think,
That these message don't sink.

The next time someone puts shit on my chest
I'm reaching past their tongue to grasp their last breath
Cuz I come from that hood where your lifes at stake
and even kiddies save up cash jesto buy some weight
weather moving weed, cd's or hustlin burners those
guys on my street dogg ain't contruction workers
Team product. M*L*K*. and West MacArthur
if you comin this way ya need a vest to gaurdja
chest, cuz even strays can take your breath away
send you on a one way trip with no plane or trains

Oh-oh too far, now that's shits going to scar,
You fell into my little trap now didn't ya.
You poor fools, I gotta run, Im writing this from work,
Close the pop-up windows, pay attention, it's no time to jerk,
Now I think I've done enough to tug all your skirts,
So I'll leave all you bitches with a wink and a smirk.

in my hood
you're dealing with a nasty breed of gator
that will chop you're face off
and hang it on some "have you seen me mailers"
Cuz my teams all about cream and stacking paper
and leavin enemy remains on both halves of thE Equator

FlexThis · Post by **FlexThis** » 21 Dec 2004 13:53

FlexThis · Post by **FlexThis** » 21 Dec 2004 15:19

Tsiangkun · Post by **Tsiangkun** » 21 Dec 2004 16:53

the setup -- tsiangkun

Yo ! yo ! yO ! YO !
uh. uh huh. ugh. uhhuh
yeah. Ugh. yeah yeah
yo yo yo yo
I'm back to shoot up the place come around quick like a blaze sliding with the go go girls got me twisted with smiling face sailing into battle at a furious pace walked so far my feet are blistering is anyone out there listening to this my flow is straight up twisted warping minds with my speed like sonic ofda sega days gone past disintegrated wontons flash into pure energy from a nuclear blast don't rebuttle this or I'll retailiate with a stupider rap.

FlexThis · Post by **FlexThis** » 22 Dec 2004 08:00

floyd · Post by **floyd** » 22 Dec 2004 16:24

Tsiangkun wrote:Reading this shit makes me think that you're weak
living in a hood where stray sheep are the
most dangerous things on the street

Man nice response,
That shit was pretty deep,
And you're right, I won't argue,
Down here we fuck sheep
And I know, alright,
I know it's a sin,
But it's something to think about
Next time the gravy dribbles down your chin.

Attack as you will bitch,
your outlook is grim,
Though your ryhmes were above average,
I ain't even begin,
Begun... whatever,
ryming ain't even the measure,
The scale is your sisters face,
Can you to comprehend the pleasure?

You keep fronting, about,
Your hood and and your clout,
Your guns, your home-boys.
But I know what your about
You wear short shorts and tennis shoes,
I know that without a doubt.
So sorry bitch, the cups run dry,
You'll have to go without...
any honour, respect.
try-hards like you I have met,
If you tried to say this to my face,
I'd break your fucking neck,
And dunk you in your sister's pants
Check it, the bitch is wet. That 'sit.

Jeremy · Post by **Jeremy** » 22 Dec 2004 16:36

Flyod wins