yeh i know lol im beginner rapper between, not that good at battles but i thought id have a go. I just got in to rapping a few days a go, do you think i did well for my first battle??

Seeing as how it's online, it didn't really count for a first "battle".
Work on your flow, syllables per line, and rhyme scheme in general.
If you have time to write one out online it might as well be perfect since in real life you aren't granted any time.

LOL, I thought it was funny, not to say it was that great, but I pretty much laughed at every line, whether is was supposed to be funny or not. Keep working at it.

lol
 

Yo

Yes son it was suposed to make u laff, but ur laffin too hard nigga
holy sh*t ur starting to smell like a giraffe.

drt ask man randomness lol

let me point out that giraffes are frequently gae,
you make me laugh like a hyena,
before I'm about to make you my prey,
so jump off of my wiener,
because you're going through the grinder,
you won't see me coming,
I'm a snake in the grass like a sidewinder,
and I'm coming up humming,
like a motherf*cking killer bee,
it's the rumble in the jungle,
you're full of sh*t like a distillery,
I've got mad heart and I'm humble,
after I mess around with you, I eat you like a mantis,
chew your head off like a cannibal,
get me more pissed off than the black panthers,
I'll swipe my ferocious paw right at your mandible,
and I always come back like a cat the next day,
plus I've got nine lives,
I get your scent, and I'll keep you like seals at bay,
you don't f*ck with me, I'm dangerous like bee hives,

nice man

Please don't say ******
It's not a very nice word
I'll bounce you around like Tigger
Then flip you the bird
My rhymes are kind of alright
Because I keep them real
I try to stay away from tight
Because my skin colour's not ideal
Don't ever front
I always hit it from the back
In the wake of the bunt
Is what it's like after I've been in the sack
Word
Yo, yo
Word
Yo, yo
Check it.
Yo.


I don't think you're black Scotti, are you?
Don't answer that.

Colour? stop trying to be british,
Sick fuck...with a family fucking fetish.

Crowquill
Schmoquill

I'm good; you're not,
you drink lots of beer,
and like to smoke pot,
I'm collected like Fleer,
don't laugh at this,
I'm ahead of you in my mind,
I'm striking out the next batters,
I believe in myself through my design,
I didn't in the beginning,
too many traces of doubt,
but I decided that winning,
was through letting the fear out,
and sometimes I have to be afraid,
to make it easier down the road,
even if it means I don't get laid,
I just pray for a lighter load,
I couldn't imagine the pressure you're under,
I pray that God makes your heart light,
I liking being alone at night and you wonder,
how, but it's better than being in a bar fight,
but before you heed my proposal,
you have to park your pride off to the side,
and put your ego at disposal,
you might feel it's a deride,
but really it's a free ride,
like when you go and trip acid,
you feel naked inside,
but you come out the other side,
with so much passion