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god I hate your stupidity, you incestuous future rapist.
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I don't have to say much; being hateful is your own punishment.
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Fucking shut up both of you, i'm sick of your bitching take it to PMs.
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And to think I clicked on this thread in hopes of reading clever lyrical shootouts.
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wow....
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I'm a lyrisoligist
I make raps rhyme The words I spit Sell as fast as a dime They're hot biotch, Hot, hot Take yo' pants off nig! Real quick if ya dig I'm not horny, I'm just joking Click my sig! Throw you on the bed Just like I said Before you even know it Inside you is my lead Yes I refer to My penis as a gun I'm so fucking metal It's all that I cum So you better watch it If we're going steady You might be surprised To find a hot n' ready In your face Up in yo' grill I don't ever front but you can't Call me chill Take this to pm's If you're angry about this rhyme I don't see why though Kicking ass is not a crime YOU SUCKAS GOT SERVED! |
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one more assault, but then i'm done and it's not that you won, you just startin to bore me sending me all these love notes, you must really adore me you tryin to battle, but at what expense you got rhyming words, but your ideas make no sense you need to let the **** flow man, you too tense but i gotta give it to ya, you persistent but who am i battling, my competition's non-existent your raps are corny, the premis mondane your like the scarecrow from oz, ya got no brain your whole style is weak, and your a drag and your rhymes couldn't fight themselves outta a wet paper bag you listen to hip-hop so you think you a hipster man, log off your computer, and jerk off to pics of your sister |
Pwned. Except for the paper bag line, that just sucked.
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uhu, yeah that really sucked,
you wanted to really get me, but I guess you got stuck, no matter how many times you hit me, you'll still be the shmuck, You can call me an incest pri*ck, I don't give a f*ck, I loaded up your gun, but you couldn't pull the trigger, you pulled that sister line, you think that makes you bigger, you think that jab took courage?, heh, go figure, that's like seeing a black dude at a rodeo, an calling him a n*gger, I configure these rhymes, and got beats in my mind, so if you read this, just know it's quitting time, you're not getting bored, you're just f*cking up your enzymes, come back again, I'll beat you ten more times, there's plenty of rhymes for me to throw around, my style's unparalleled, I amaze and astound, right now, you're still perpendicular to the ground, you're like a bottle of gatorade, you're about to get downed, there's no sound coming from your end of the phone, you hung yourself with the cord, and all I hear's the dial tone, you say you're getting bored, and you think I've been pwned, but you're gonna' get the sword, if you keep f*cking with my throne. |
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Yo rhymez suck ace, TUTG.
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+ perpendicular = parallel does this mean i don't have to have a comeback?? |
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You make Eminem look like a good rapper.
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Postscript: why are all your sig.'s always about sex, sex, sex? Gosh, is that all you ever think about? |
Or...maybe I find them funny, and the fact they're about sex is incidental? Why are all your sigs incredibly fucking lame?
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why don't you go sob in a pillow?
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Why don't you go listen to your sister moan while I nail her, and jerk off?
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My style's fantastic, when things get drastic,
you're thick like plastic, I stretch like elastic, it's spastic, how incredibly frantic these antics, you'll be *sskissin' me, after your wack tactics, I'll backflip off the Empire State Building, Come see me at the bottom to revealing me chillin' I'm ready and willin' to destroy all you villains, but first I remove your mask to reveal what you're concealing, the ceiling is how far you all have floated, I sat back, loaded my clip in I'm ready to unload it, explode it in your face, you can't keep up with my pace, in my prime, I'll confuse your mind, like you're smoking sh*t w/ lace, come up behind you, and push you down the staircase, I'm gonna' blast you all over these airwaves, after that stupid sh*t you did to me, realize that it's fair game, you been talking so much sh*t, I don't remember your dam* name, give me any type of test, and you'll know that I've passed it, you'll see me on the floor doing verbal gymnastics |
You rhyme the same sounds like 4 or 5 times before switching, the exact same sound. You suck. Ice-T is disappointed.
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I suppose rhyming 2 sounds before switching would be more impressive?:usehead:
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sheez. even I dont spam and bitch like this......and I'm me.
you suck like a duck go suck a f*ck you hairy schmuck |
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i stopped trying to battle you because using your words to make you look stupid is more fun!! |
Well, that's it, I guess I win,
you all kept weaseling out, but now you're pinned, I'd say you're just like dust in the wind, but you're more like the grime in my dustbin, we have some late breaking news, this just in, we have some severe torrents on MB, it's really gusting, TUTG's coming to knock down your house, while you sit there fussing, there are so many bodies strewn around here, it's disgusting, now bow before me, because I am the king, don't ever have an unclear head, and enter my ring, cuz' you'll be leaving with your arm in a sling, I only say what's real, I never rap about bling, You beside me is like Muggsy Bogues to Yao Ming, but I fly like Jordan, so you'd think I have wings, I brush you off my shoulder, like you don't mean a thing, I blow by you so fast, that the wind is gonna' sting, so beat it, like wacko jacko, cuz' you had your little fling, I'll rhyme circles around you, and I also can sing, I'm usually a nice guy, but I can be mean, to keep me in check, you're gonna' need a triple team, I sky over you like my name was Kareem, and I swat the weak stuff out, as if I was The Dream, my rhymes are a powerful ballet, like Kemp reigns supreme, here I go afloating, gently down the stream, Php, I hope you get the gist of my theme, I did the whole thing without messing up the scheme, maybe now, you'll be a little more serene, or come on back and get burnt like curry |
michael jordan has wings??? dude, just stop trying
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You f*ckin' bitches need to shut the f*ck up/
You make a real dude wanna f*ck ya asses up/ On some real sh*t I feel like I really don't appreciate/ You f@ggots talkin' sh*t, so the violence I'll initiate/ Kruger? Who that? The dude named Freddy?/ Freddy got fingered, and I don't think you're ready/ To face me, lets face it/ You're two-faced and you fake it/ You face me and I'll break it/ And I don't think you'll make it/ You verbally stumble, ain't got a leg to rest upon/ You couldn't serve a cat if you worked at a Chinese restaurant/ You phony cats are bitches/ Pull your pants down to reveal/ You snitches drop dimes, I drop hundred dollar bills/ I go straight for the jugular when I pummel dudes/ You f@ggots go straight for the junk when you fondel dudes/ It's embarrassing the herecy being emitted from your larynx/ If I was born 20 years earlier I'd talk some sense into your parents/ Cuz apparently the parenting present in ya house is disappearing/ Spare the rod, spoil the child/ Spill ya blood, bring a smile/ Your style is whacker than TUTG's left hand/ At the end of the battle I'm the only one left standin'/ You wouldn't understand the stand that I take when I take the stand/ Respect your man/ I could punch Diddy in the mouth and I'd still make the band/ You rap more like Dr. Phil than Dr. Dre/ Bust ya face, off the chain/ You catch a case, you droppin' names/ Stool-pigeon KRUGER/ Deepthroat a Luger/ |
Good overall, but you can't rhyme dudes with dudes, it's not right.
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Finally, the last few pages (or more) have been all shit raps with the exception of a few.
Yeah I just complimented oojay <.< |
I liked the Diddy line:laughing:
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Your style is whacker than TUTG's left hand < Lol.
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so freddy got fingered, but that's not me get your sh!t staight, that's tom green i'm the crazy fu<k that'll rip out your spleen is this your first time rhyming cuz your not that keen so get your d!ck outta boys life magazine this dude, ooay, didn't want to attack me, or did he go ahead, join the band, cuz who the fu<k is p. diddy i didn't want to come back to this thread, but i did outta pity you came out your mouth with bullsh!t but the sh!t never hit me so the sh!t that your doing, i suggest you do it differently insanity is doing the same thing hoping for a new result so when you feel stupid, it's not my faught and your little "rant" i take with a grain of salt you tried to catch me down, but you got caught with your d!ck in your hand, that's what i thought and thinking up rhymes is something, for me, that comes easy oojay, you cheesy, please b, im come through in a squeeze, see and you and the tool guy, ha two tools trying to tease me back in school, with that fool, is where you need be i don't claim to be bigger that dre but im better than you so what i expect is you show respect where respect is due i accept you believe in your sh!t that you're putting me through even that line where you rhyme dude with dude and you know o.j., your time has reached its expiration so when you feel that uncomfortable sensation you'll be stealing rhymes from my dictation making you realize your a pawn of my creation one |
Stop posting one after every rap, it's completely irrelevant, they're obviously not your first posts in this thread.
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