Dragons den
red fiery hell within
fictional district
bible describing non fictional blood pits
twisted with a sin inside the loving bit
it's a tweak a paradox
black and white against ethical life pins
manipulate the clock stop
evolution on hold
adam and eve ate an apple
got knocked up
with her soul sold
told us from day one
it's a higher power out there
that our souls must go on
after life somewhere
that's the kind of stories
i'll be telling the youth
"in the sky there's a guy
who can walk on water in a white suit"
before hitting the booth and drinking
his blood through
the mouth that I'm
already spitting
on the bible
it's been fortold
that sinners will burn in the cold
roads of pleasure leads to measuring
from a pacemaking scold
trip trap life is here
ready to do a **** on your living stairs
race through your sinning prayers
for the sake of forgiving filthy ways'ah
fairytales stranded whales
needles sniffing girls for sale
I should pay? we the slaves
behind bars from birth enslaved
tamed the fame burn the haze
for the sake of living great
pain without
believing routes
of a dead man speaking invisible doubt

firetrucks tiger cuts lines of coke and fire blunts wives are c*nts cut my nuts like my stuff I'm moving up choosing us line them up fight my guts time is up before I'm through I'll go through you I move like glue in tune with new music crews shoot the moon lick my spoon by that i mean i'm mean to you

To whom it may concern:

Races chasing phases while the base remains quaintly faceless
Contagious apes traipse in cages and taint the brains adjacent
Maintained by grain laced with traces of the pain they strain to refrain from hazing
Feint tales of vainness relating to the made in baseless maidens they mate in
Inane male traits exaggerated, so the unstated aint invaded
They do not stay nameless, they’re crazed by tasteless phrases
Sages that make cases for changing are evaded by strays in mazes
Sated by the datum the intimation will remain safely aimless. Face it
A few grew the yew new to produce the venom
And you stew the voodoo to pollute the resin
Who knew the crude brew would slew through the peasants
Whose screws loose cuckoo crew mood will conclude this lesson

This is rap battle thread
no one knows what you just said
it didn't go "over my head"
out on them ice cold streets ill feel ya full of lead
till ya dead
that goes for you and every member of radiohead
thom yorke is a dork, has a pussy like bjork

ooooooweeee!

Matious don't make me put you to bed
Lay your head in a coffin, soft satin
Burnin up inferno, learn your latin
Speakin in tongues, pig latin
Show you what your lackin
Like a grocery list
Or instant replay with the hit or miss
Smoke a spliff **** ya bitch
this is how i live
Like a boss on a boat on a crowded island

Hey Yorke, nice rhyme scheme
what'd that take you, three days?
in that time i had a three way
with ya moms and ya GF
while you was jockin TS
i was karma sutra readin
Prufrock on lock
while you was caught stealin
All the women came and went
You still owe some ****in rent
I detect a fearful scent
I'll end your ****, it's time for Lent.

lyrically scientific, all kinds of wicked honorifcs
they call me seismic j, cause of the weight i be shiftin'
better hit the gym if you wanna match the blunts we be lifting
i'm thinking, on how to expand my acres
makin' bread outta powder, sort of like a thug baker
move maker, former laker,
fuck your shit up with a salt shaker,
so bad they have to call the undertaker
for real.

i got sticky trigger fingers for all you would-be rap singers,
bullshit tape slingers acting like you stack figures,
pick up a pen and you might get rushed
i got lust, for like blood and guts,
like maybe yours on the floor next to my persian rug
and just because you brag about your drugs and guns
don't mean i won't catch you when I'm snatchin' your funds
see me just chillin, watching your girl hangin' from the ceiling
right above where i smoked you, hands still on the riesling,
and they ain't got a single man who can test me at the precinct
now tell me, y'all still think this rap battle shit is easy?

aaay I ****s wit it :p:

Surell, i've been in bed
quite cozy, with yo momma givin me head
your sis taking notes
ill make sure your boat don't float,
it'll dissapear along with your hopes
you have no swag like old folk
"punk kids skating on the sidewalk!!"
your a bitch to deal with like my girls bio-clock
you got a soft cock that unloads into socks
i be dicking down ho's with my horse cock like hot to trot
so please do the rap battles thread a favor and just stop

Hey Secretariat
i'll break your legs and put you out
like ya bitch did
Like Lilo and Stitch did
**** with my fam
I'll leave you layin with the stitches
Broke bitches like five year old
Five year old's toys
Bram Stoker bitches
You boys gettin choked by my shadow
Hat over my eyes
Lookin for my rage
but I'm Aeon Flux
Cage you flies with my lids
Your Webster reliance
Gotcha caught in a web of lies
**** gets sticky when you claim you got that real sticky
More like bases
You baseheads slippin
I rock a caution sign accordingly
Bump Classical, shift to Accordian
Penderecki got you shakin in your Jordans
Ralph Lauren disciples get crucified
We pourin your blood
Sip it, grin
It aged nicely.

Raptor Jesus, go fap to the penis
When the tap’s sapped of its semen
Come snap back with some reason
Your raps cracked like the cement
Your cap’s packed with to please us
Your drafts lack what is needed
For a back-pat from the Caesar
But to fast track past the debris, son:
You’re a sad hack who’s from Venus

Thesaurus Rex
Step off of Raptor Christ
Pussy like Feist
On your mind like lice
I go harder than the cracked cement
that i cracked while stompin your teeth in
You forgot what happened to Caesar?
Read your Shakespeare
Rome have no fear
Cuz i roll deep with them blades
Wolf Gang specialize in Apache shaves
And Bird Gang send shots to your dome
Like Anthrax to the capital
Face it, i'm sickly magical
Like Electric Wizard, stoned