Yo I almost fell asleep tryin’ to wait for you to spit
You spend 10 hours on a rhyme?
Hell, 9 of that was sh*t
Yo Misfitspunk’s gone crazy
The nigga started changin’ up his name
Used to be “alexisonfire”
And his new one’s just as lame
When I’m comin’ online to check my hotmail
This f@ggots comin’ online to check out hot males
Youre rhymes are stale
And they aint nothin’ to be taken seriously
With a mic in my hand
Ive got no choice but to kill MC’s
My raps are limitless
And theyre impossible to beat
Knock you off ya feet
Lube it up so its easier to eat
This nigga wants to talk about “False Advertising”
Yo let me spit it
The only “False Advertising” here
Is this f@ggot’s sexuality
And how he flips it
Yo your rap was just like a prayer
You been listenin’ to Madonna?
Youre actin tipsy
You done spent too much time with ya boyfriend in the sauna
Talkin’ bout acne?
This nigga’s fixin’ to end up dead
The only red dot I see is the one I’m pointin’ at ya head
And yo I did just watch wrestling
You wanna make something of it
Its got sweaty dudes in tight
Give it a try
I’m sure you’d love it
Yo lets quote some scriptures
Yall nigga’s heard of John 3:16?
Well here’s the 11th commandment
“Thoust f*ck with oojay, he’ll bust ya spleen”
You out here soundin’ like a wannbe minister
Yo get a look at crowquill
Just a few more bars until I finish her
Yo ya rap wasn’t too bad
But its nothin’ next to mine
You should be workin on the street corner
Maybe steal a few John’s from ya mama’s line
Yeah Im rockin’ yo mama jokes
That just means ya time is up
Thanks for comin’
Have a nice day
Guaranteed you wont be givin’ this thread a bump

damn oojay if i were you id never show my face on this forum again

*quoted for tr00f*

Im tellin you guys,we need to get some brackets set up.

http://www.musicbanter.com/attachmen...9&d=1149692773

you were saying?

can you say "moobs"
http://www.musicbanter.com/attachmen...8&d=1149650331

dont bag on tdoc

tit for tat.

dont bring your pimply face round here no mo

First off, i'd like to tell you something,
I happend to be open about my sexuality,
Homo in this case, I am the gay king,
I admit to being in love with freddy mercury,
Pointing out the obvious ruined half your rhyme,
You should do more researching/thinking next time.

And no shock you'd throw in a gun reference,
You redneck republican,
Better bust out your card signed by the NRA,
And go shoot some gays,
More closed then a book,
The only thing worse is your hooks,
All this inbreeding has to stop,
Your mom doesn't even sleep with your pop,
Shes too busy screwing you, and when shes through,
Moves over to your little brother too,
Family reunions? "try fucking your parents in union",
Incest man, thats the first way to get grabs,
Investing in the infesting ruining future plans.

Now back to those red dots, are they facial growths?
Or a million different laser scopes,
You dodge the bullet there, but I fire more then once,
I am a scientist, more curious then a chimp,
Are those really zits? or just tattoos of what acne scabs do,
Crimson trickling down your face, ruining your lovers fate,
The ladies turning away, tears in their eyes,
Seeing the blood, and your pathetic tries,
You're no Casanova, you're just a stars war loving,
Steve Austin Cock sucking, mother fucking Republican.

? ignore the fact of change
i am hotter than you'll ever be
http://i108.photobucket.com/albums/n.../Image0001.jpg

cha! ill say

Yo you wanna go round 2
Nigga here’s a reminder
They be checkin the g@y bars
And f@ggot that’s where they found ya
Its astounding
This little bitch wants 2 ass whoopin’s in a row
You runnin’ with the freestylers dawg
Ya last reply was a little slow
And is it really your place to insult pro wrestling?
You silly f@ggots
I’m surrounded by queers like Debra Messing
Yo you don’t even rap
You just spittin’ emo with a beat
Starin’ at posters of Johnny Depp
Lockin’ ya door and beat ya meat
Ooh lets insult republicans
Soundin’ like a f*ckin’ wannabe Michael Moore
You done let Mikey get in ya head
And that’s prolly why your asshole is sore
And a gun reference aint got sh*t to do with NRA
You’ve done admitted youre g@y
They’ll only ID ya body by tracin’ ya DNA
Muthaf*cka better step back
Get ya jaw cracked
You’ve had more nuts up in ya than a muthaf*ckin ball sac
And yeah that’s a laser on ya head
I think you finally catchin’ the drift
I spit that like 2 rhymes ago
Its about time you understood it:usehead:
And youre curious like a chimp?
Nigga you been sleepin’ with monkies?
Careful, some of ‘em know sign language
They be tellin’ yall “secret” to the authorties:laughing:
And I don’t know about inbreedin’
That must be an Olympia tradition
Steve Austin’s c0ck or not
My rhymes’ll still put you into submission
I’m on a mission
To knock you f@ggots unconscious
You shoppin’ at hot topic
Buyin’ eyeshadow and hello kitty lockets
Yo hows a dude gonna wear mascara?
I thought that was only for bitches?
You wanna talk about acne scars
Yo I’ll leave ya punk ass in stitches
And I may be right wing but you on the side that’s wrong
Your write f*ckin’ emo songs
Leave the rappin’ to us conservatives
F*ck around and get slapped with my dong
And is this a political debate?
Cuz I can show you a link to thread
Me against 10 f*ckin’ liberals
I cut everyone of ya off at the head
You f@ggots are dead
Worse than Elvis in his tomb
Take ya bitch ass back to the emo forum
Cuz I’m here nigga and there just aint no room for you

wow mikey......youre hot........according to Spike. want a pat on the back?

oojay is always ignoring the fact he wrong
hes afraid of seeing himself in a thong

Shut up, keep it to rapping.
/goes to reply

mikey must be smokin' a bong
makin' fun of me cuz he's jealous of my schlong

Im gonna peace out ethan, its like 12:45 in the morning. I'll reply tomorrow.

im always smoking the reef
but your ignorance just gives me grief

fuckable :love:

I will seriously start warning, you're not above the rules Raine.

Leaving rapping to the conservatives?
I suppose i'd be sending it to hell in a handbag,
If you want to turn this into a political debate,
Prepare to get lyrically raped,
You homophobic fundamentalist christian
O' Reilly worshiping prick,
You're down with capitalism exploiting the poor man,
Giving cash to the rich and give everyone else the kick,
Telling them "too bad lifes a bitch"
You're kind will fuck up america,
Land of the lies and pigs,
You're so ignorant you follow a cowboy,
With bombs instead of guns,
He thinks its all good fun,
Learn to think for yourself,
Ditch the two thousand year old writings,
The answer to life? Try jewish folk tales,
A baby born from virginity?
You worship a zombie?
Santa clause for the jewish nations,
Bringing lies and hate in his big red bag,
Yeah yeah BURN THE FAG,
I'll happily masturbate to Johnny Depp,
Better then following blindly,
Jumping into a nuclear war like its the sea,
But the that salt it will sting,
You remember chernobyl?
The kids will die first,
Followed by cancer,
Your stupid politics will take a turn for the worst,
I'll give you the real answer,
fuck warmongering presidents,
I'll follow Johnny Depp
And worship Zeus,
You think i'm ridiculous?
Try reading your bible,
How does it feel wasting your whole life praising a non-existant deity?

Not cool bro. Pay him out all you want, but leave christianity out of it. I'm Christian too.

I thought it was extremely cool.
You probably worship the Lord like a blind fool
Hanging around the churches
That just makes you another purchase
Bought by the government
Your mind searches
For the real reasons
But your head is filled with hollow
Because everything they feed you'll swallow
Try to think for yourself sometime
Still; go ahead
Spit some Christianity
Try and debate this rhyme
It's gonna be hard
At least I have some thought
Everything you'll say is store-bought

Scrilidgous (sp?) sayings are cool nowadays?
Seriously bud, go write a poem
And watch your Conor Oberst
Cry over the microphone
I may believe in God
It's my religion of choice
'Don't stop me from living
I speak my mind, with my voice
So nigga, please
Keep your rhymes simple
Or else I'll leave you red,
Like Oojay's pimples
Come back when you've done some study,
Leave ashamed, boned
I'm just an amateur kid,
Nigga, you just got pwned.

Yo those are some pretty big words comin’ from such a little bitch
You aint livin’ in a dumpster
So how you gonna be hatin’ on the rich?
Yo you wanna advocate for the poor?
Sittin’ there with ya DSL connection
Infront of a $2000 computer
Sounds like voters did right in the last presidential election:usehead:
Talk about “lyrically raped” dawg
I’m fixin’ to bust ya hymen
Oh wait, you said you were a queer
Theres no chance that I could find it
You promiscuous g@ys
That’s whats f*ckin’ up the nation
Not us hardworking, republican, white, male Caucasians.
And you can call me a “homophobe”
Nigga that aint no skin off my teeth
I aint afraid of no f@ggots
Blast holes in ‘em like they was swiss cheese:bringit:
And Bush is a cowboy?
You’ve been watchin’ too much Brokeback Mountain
We’re winning the f*ckin’ war
Why’s your bitch ass still pouting?:(
And we’ve been over this before
Religious insults will get you nowhere
Calling the bible a “folk tale”?
Yo I think the truth is just more than you can bear
And yo this is a battle rap
If I wanna hear politics I’d watch the news
With the liberal media bias
You want the truth?
Watch Fox News.
Yo I don’t worship Bill O’Reilly but the man can make a point
You f*cking democrats tell the BAD news
Tell the WHOLE news or whats the point?
Getting’ ya nose outta joint
Ya’ll boycott companies that support our troops
Tryin’ to show the government who’s in control
But its you f*ckin’ lib’s that have been dooped
With ya John Kerry’s and Michael Moore’s
Tryin’ to sell you how Bush made a mistake
If Al Gore had won in 2000
We’d all be speakin’ Arabic
And you can keep ya Johhny Depp
We’ll stick to f*ckin’ our wives
Ya’ll f@ggots will burn in hell
While we “followers” got eternal life
And you don’t have to believe the bible
Nigga you got the right to free will
But when judgment day approaches
Yo don’t be beggin’ me to save you f*ckin’ queers
Yo I’ll love my neighbor as myself
Too bad your bitch ass just moved
You no longer livin’ next to me
We’ll see which one of us is doomed
And cancer and Chernobyl?
What kinda f@ggot sh*t are you tryin’ to babble?
Shouldn’t you be in ya room with some handcuffs?
With ya boyfriends wearin’ a saddle?
And yo if Jesus ever met you
He’d probably slap you in the face
Yeah, he’s a loving god
But there’s only so much a nigga can take
He’s already been crucified once
And he survived every lash
So you and Zeus and Mikey
Can get in line to KISS MY ASS!

Just a reminder: This is all in good fun, so insullts are okay as long as you leave the drama here and don't carry it over to the rest of the boards. And these are battle raps, they are meant to be said out loud. So what you write may look all nice and good on paper, but if it has no sort of flow (i.e. rhyme or scheme) then it wouldn't mean sh*t in a real battle.

Oojay wanna save the rest for the competition?


I need to study? you're calling me a nigga,
I'm a just a scene whitey,
Drop the gangsta shit,
You're worship irwin you aussie ignoramus,
Once again, you worship zombies,
And virgin mommies,
Your bible full of contradictions,
Just shut up and go suck off mustang,
Listen to your black album and turn it white,
If you admit your an amateur don't bother to fight,
Seriously, if this is all you can give me,
The screw it i'll keep fucking conor,
And writing poetry.

Hey jiggas. Ethan and I are setting up rules and brackets for a competition, with the winners to be determined by other users' votes. Please reply or PM me or Crowquill with any suggestions or interest in taking part in the competion.

Yo I’ll grab the microphone and run it coast to coast like Andre Rison
Steal ya raps out ya pocket
Pull out a sharpie and circumcise ‘em
You talkin’ like you know god personally
What are you Pope Benedict the 16th?
I’ll choke you until youre blue in face
Slap you around until youre out of teeth
You wanna beef?
Step up and have a run at me
You pull a gun on me?
You kill me in a dream
Better wake up and apologize to me
I’m a genius like Good Will Hunting
But the only thing I’m huntin’ is you f@ggots
There aint no room for you here
You get kicked outta this “Full House” like you was Bob Sagget
Rap skill, you lack it
Fudge, you pack
Your rhymes got more holes in it than a f*ckin’ tennis racket
Yo I was rappin’ in the womb
No way you niggas can test my skills
The last muthaf*cka who tried me
Ended up with a mile of doctor’s bills
Yo I’m musicbanter’s most wanted
Put my face next to Bin Laden
I’ll bust ya melon open like some fruit that’s half rotten
Yo you yesterday’s news tryin to start over like “Old School”
But I’m “Frank the Tank” muthaf*cka
Drink you under the table until you puke
Youre lyrics are mute
That’s why ain’t nobody hearin’ ‘em
And like John Cena “you cant see me”
My lyrics’ so sharp they got you fearin’ ‘em
Yo you wanna make fun of my face dawg?
Comin’ from a dude who’s NEVER posted a pic
Prolly cuz the only shots you got are of you suckin’ ya daddy’s d*ck
Yo this is freestyle
Get outta here with that written sh*t
You musta been confused
You takin’ tips from Linda Lovelace’s book “How To Spit”
Yo this dude’s tossed more balls than Tom Brady
Ya style’s shady
You cryin’ like “Staind” lyrics
Got you soundin’ like a f*ckin’ baby
Yo you aint spit lately
Cuz you know you wrote that sh*t lastnight
Afraid to fight
Turnin’ on ya bedroom light
Thinkin’ oojay’s what goes bump in the night
Yo I’m the monster in ya closet dawg
And Ive been watchin’ ya get dressed
You the first dude I ever seen that aint got no d*ck but got a clitoris
Yo you drive ya mom’s Taurus while you rockin’ a purse
I’m rockin’ a Hearse
Throw you in the back of it with ev-er-y verse
Hit reverse, jump out the car door
Pedal to the floor
We wont be seein’ yo punk ass around here any more
Yo this muthaf*cka’s throwin’ in bitch lyrics tryin’ to grab the emo vote
But this f@ggot’s toast
He’s prolly starin’ at my picture and jackin’ off under his overcoat
Yo I’ll slit ya throat
Give ya twice as many smiles
Bleedin’ ear to ear
They’ll be showin’ ya story on “Justice Files”
Yo I win by a mile
Leave you in the dust
My rhymes are untouched
Cant say the same for ya sister’s clitoris
Yeah I f*cked ya sister
I’ll prolly do ya mama too
But don’t hold ya breath dawg
Only my LYRICS are f*ckin’ you
This muthaf*cka raps like a wannabe 50 cent
Yo Im about a DOLLAR
Bet yo money on me and pay ya rent
Im heaven-sent
Intelligent
Spit flow at you for the hell of it
Every word comin’ outta ya mouth is nothin’ but irrelivent

Oojay you're just gunning to rap
Can't wait to flap some crap from your trap
Before thinking of something to say
You cross the road with green lights all the way
Not paying attention to objects that might
Break your stride and consequentially
Shoot down your flight.
Now, gunned down, with nowhere left to go
Do you reiterate your old opinions?
Or contemplate the seeds you sow?
Before you move;
Proceed to read between the lines of life and
See how your soul is spiritually defined
The exact opposite of mine
Illogically refined to object to the way
Your body has been chemically combined
See it's not by God, but by the earth;
We do not come from heaven but
Return to shallow graves
Cornered by the filth that civilization paves
Our brains tend to retrieve misleading information
That guides our souls from birth
To many a hollow insurrection
Designed by professionals to only be seen as depression
Confession to sin and crime
"Help" you to work with the system
Fighting for something in which life costs more than a dime
Try to cope by buying that amount of weed on the street
Smoking slowly, hoping not to deplete your outside sources
Existential thoughts that your brain constantly forces
Keeping you from sleep and heat
These are the mental processes that my mind endorses.
Do you agree to this "trash" that I have self-righteously professized?
Does your rejection flow hotter than the blood that courses
Throughout your veins and around the chains
That bind you to this "democracy"
Declaring nonchalantly this country's nationalist hypocrisy?
Don't think too long on the rhyme's I've spit
Just come back with an unoriginal attack that'll be seen as plain old shit.

uh, hey my wiener is really small/
I mean it's really big/
u people r a bunch of idiotfaces/
and u eat like a pig/
Y do u not hav posted in here/
for like, such a long time?/
Is it bcuz that u think/
u don't hav enough time?/
Well, I do not approve of that/
u bunch of jerks/
I'm really really cool/
and if I rhyme it works/
u bunch of bully idiotheads/
why u playing all cool like that?/
u think you're better than me/
well, i disagree w/ that/
U better not say anything mean to me/
cuz that wouldn't be nice, see
well, actually don't say anything/
cuz I want my mom to see/
this here, heh, heh, heh, heh

Bitch
You kind of suck
Your crap raps
That's what's up.

The candles light
Shines ever so bright
In the dead of night
Not a cloud in sight
Only if you guys would stop talking would make everything all right
This rap is soo tight
like my pants
i'm tired of hearing these pointless rants
cause they suck
Now if you guys don't mind
shut the **** up

Word up i'm cool yo! :)

.

Yeah I stole jakes rap and it wins AGAIN.

Listen to what I say/
You're gonna make my day/
I mean I'm gonna make your day/
whichever is worse essay/
u think ur rhymes r all so good/
and I admit they r/
not very good kinda decent/
like par/
u know par like golf/
oh-ho didn't c that one comin'/
I'll taste ur own medicine/
while I summon/
the goodness inside of me/
that will allow me to beat u/
and now I will do it by/
beating u goodly/HAHA
fling like a butterly and sting like a wasp, all u buttfaces who think that they r so much better than me.

oh, yo, yo, yo ya little biznatch/
talking this shaznit, like ur the shiznit/
or some kind of wacky beotch/
well ur rizight/
about the sizecond one that izis/
so lizisten izizup/
all u little hizoes/
who think they b so goooooood/
and shiznit/
I mean dizamn/
and shizit/

Learn to spell,
Or i'll be sending you to hell,
To burn alive,
And listen to your crap music and cry.
Die,
Die,
Die.

why don't u go meanie off somewhere/
it ain't my fizault u cizant rizead the coolnizess/
yo, yo, yo, I tell it to ya like dis/
I'm so good and ur so not/
do u know what I'm referring to?/
so why don't u get outta my fizace/
as seems to be the case/
at this juncture in time/
I'm so radical, I mean the bomb/
so don't listen to everything u hear in the kids/
mouths it ain't true/
if it's about me & u/
Tell me something I don't know/
Like uh... uh.. uh.. uh.. I'm tha shizzit/
Oh, wait I already knew that/
Peace to all u clowndoggers!