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Rawest rap battles thread
New rap battle thread
Who is audacious enough to challenge me! |
Let's go.
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*this does not reflect anything i actually think fyi
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Ooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Bbbbaaaam
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Way, way back. I'm gonna need dick-space so I can rape this rap. I gotta fly trap from Venus / you gotta lite-bright penis I'm gettin ass like Daisy / you gettin ass like Cletus And yes I do ***** to Bilbo and work up a good stiffy Then I head down to the basement / spread it on your face like Jiffy Conan doesn't battle / that's a two way street I hit first and hit last / I could do it in my sleep The first verse we just passed / but I've already brought the heat Let's just leave it at that dog / you already been beat. |
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-rip out cho' heart yes i got a lite bright penis you notice your mom's tongue -glows in the dark? she got cancer in the lung gave that bitch 2nd hand smoke -its no joke conan your a ****ing barbarian working at wendy's im reading books, and ****ing the librarian her name is wendy she is actually pretty cool and we share a lot of interests it is heating up in here |
Audacious enough? Fuck it kid, I'll place you in cuffs
Tie you up, make you watch your moms take it rough By the collar, grab her then I give her the shocker I'm a monster, play with my wand like Harry Potter Hey yo Conan, you phony you don't bring the heat, you're frozen Dirty Curt will battle, leavin bodies decomposin Hit first? Matious sucks but your shits worse Your gayer than an emo with dyed hair wearin converse Shits real |
okay okay
Hey Dirty Curt, you big flirt :) thanks for visting momma Did she let you know whats going on with her vagina? Its full of puss and crabs, cheesy like lasagna just thought i'd remind ya' Dirty you act all ghetto and try to flaunt it but i bet if you ever saw ghostface you'd be haunted Weren't you the dude from "malibu's most wanted"? you generic ass wigga you need a father figure:nono: snapped too hard that time |
I didn't fuck her pussy, i avoided the twat
Got scared when I smelled it, stuck it in the second slot Head down, the ass was up so Dirty had to go to town I shoulda thought it over, cause now Dirty's dick is brown Malibus most wanted? My attitude's stay blunted Your my first battle victim, wont stop til I'm in the hundreds I sense ya think your clever but your rhymes aint slick Bitch, I'm impressed you reach the keyboard from on top of Lil B's dick |
Your as blunted as ronald reagen
Your parents say they love you, but they faking In your heart it leaves you aching I'm steady making multi-billion contracts When it comes to verbal combat I'm a hammer head shark and your a slimy swamp rat Go ahead, don't dick ride based god me and him gay honeymoon in cape cod your still working a pathetic day job imma get my goons from the mob leave you looking worse then my k/d ratio in C.O.D. |
Nas Rest In Peace? you stole my title, you thief
i had the nas quote first, i'll leave your body deceased Send shots to your dome, then i knock out ya teeth Knocked out and bloodied since you started a beef You're not a hammerhead shark, you're no bite and all bark Lil B's main man, he tears your asshole apart I knew from the start, matious was a wack-ass rhyme rookie "fail at everything" words from your 1st fortune cookie |
I would just like to say this is the best thread in the entire forum.
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Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit.
I'll show you b*tches how to battle raw, leave you sliced up and straight served up like steak tar-tar. I'll battle Matious and Dirty and Conan without a fall. Doesn't matter who, single or a crew, line 'em up and I'll battle 'em all. It's on some funny sh*t seein' Dirty tryin' to rap. He talks the talk but when it's time to walk the walk he gets straight jacked. He gets straight smacked up and stabbed up like a b*tch. This dude is rain water, like his sh*tty flow left him floatin' in a ditch. F*ck your 800 numbers. No need for hot lines when you've got a hard mind that's as sharp as mine. Leave you spiked up if you wanna drop a dime. I'll straight skull crush you. Punch you in the throat and watch you choke on my d*ck while I skull f*ck you. You b*tches wanna battle? I'll show you who the dopest be. Conan ain't a mod, dude raps like an Eminem wannabe. You're Pangea after earthquakes, leave you broken up and strung out. With phonics so honest that you've gotta buy a vowel to give a shout out. I'll straight cut your lines in half, like the subject and the predicate. You're delicate, fragile as a feather is. Punch you in the chest and fracture your entire skeleton. I don't even hear y'alls bullsh*t, like I put my speakers on silent. And I ain't afraid to lay y'all out, I'm at peace with the violence. |
oojay wanna battle, the cost is deadly serious
you cant handle my rhymes, i flow like heavy periods Fuck dramatics, I'm goin in stealth mode, you faggot I'm on some real G shit, your rhymes are fake as plastic I spit a classic line, one after another sendin verbal shots to foes, causin brain cells to rupture |
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Dirty, you know you're being beaten right? |
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Please read the thread again and check yourself for a second Fools are murdered everywhere and Dirty Curts to blame Cause dirty's not the same, heartbeats stop when I'm takin aim Verbal shots ring, bodies hit the floor Fuck this battles over, Dirty settin off the war |
Oh I see.
Well, I'm not a rap battler. I'm an adept blood splatterer. You don't agree I know you're slow. Catch up and find some kind of flow. |
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I know all about you dirty White trash ho from Albuquerque Stupid inbred redneck who brags he can benchpress Yes i stole you quote bitch nas is dead me saying so put him in the ditch You seem to be comprehending this slowly Lil B loves my ass solely Which makes me blessed and holy and you a homophobe or are you jealous of my anal probe? :P ask yourself that dirty |
Blessed and holy, digest my raps slowly
Wave the white flag, give Dirty Curt the trophy lil b between your cheeks... probes inside the ass, dirty curt is skippin this you can have the syphilis rash Albuquerque, really, son im straight out da hood homophobic hardly, you can hop on his wood live your lifestyle, all the while i wish you wouldn't you're a bigger faggot than the little engine that couldn't |
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I suppose being real with yourself has become a burden Nothing works, hard drugs or bourbon Wow! Glad to know you can read at a 1st grade level your right! you do deserve a medal i mean a trophy Go to the hood, you'll end up another brainless death like poultry "Homophobic hardly", then say "***got" dude your wacker then bob sagget your dick is a maggot larvae icky! |
I got a 3rd leg and I'll speak in 3rd person
I'm the real deal, Matious - generic version You said you like the cock, go have it out with The Virgin Dirty Curt the greatest, fade to black, close the curtain I just preach the sermon, Matious admits hes gay Dressed up in a tutu, fuckin boo boo and s_k |
Oh geez i guess im a musicbanter whore!
your mixtape made me snore Please do close those curtains no one was in the crowd, im certain except maybe the virgin and im not talking bout you were you able to graduate from highschool? I'll help you get your G.E.D. "general education for nasty muthafucka's like dirty" |
You're the musicbanter whore, change your name to vanilla
Gay as rainbow lovin Gaga fans, covered in glitter yes i graduated high school, got my diploma perfect SAT scores, didn't even take em sober Conan's bout to blow his load, so leave your mouth ajar I know you do it often, mimicking your avatar |
Snap back to reality...
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it's okay cuz ill still slay your ass in broad day with the ak nvm, that sounds like some generic **** you would say Dirty call your next mixtape "growing up as an inbred" Of course your scared of ***gots, your a wanna-be skinhead So have fun chilling in your backwater swamp with alligators ill be enjoying modern appliances like....radiators yeah i don't even know about this one but i had to respond:confused: |
So you think you're gonna cross me
And mess with my ****? Openin' your ****in' trap And flappin' your lip? Don't **** with me, nigga Cause you're gonna get dropped I'll snap off your neck With a crackle and pop! If you say anything You'll beg me to die Cause I'll make you suck my dick Then I'll nut in your eye I'll stomp on your world As if my name was Godzilla I'm comin' for you, motha-****a, I'm your Krazee-Eyez Killa! |
F*ck you Dirty Curt. I don't even gotta try 'cuz your own rhymes'll leave you straight murked. You little jerk off, let's see you post a smiley face after I whipe your f*ckin' smirk off.
I'll jerk off into a test tube and create a genetic clone of me, 'cuz you can't compete. 'Cuz battling myself is the only method of losing that's even a possibility. I'm on that next level G. Enjoy the glass ceiling 'cuz that's the only way you're even capable of seeing me. You need to quit now dawg before I leave your ass injured. I'll jam my elbow in your wind pipe and leave you straight winded. I straight win it. Spit flow without quittin'. I'll kill you off the top, f*ckin' freestyle or a written. I ain't down to play games, you're arguin' on some f@ggot sh*t. Who cares if homie's g@y? Compared to you, he's still mackin' it. Grab you by the throat, f*ck your style, I'm attackin' it. Unwrapping it, 'cuz my sh*t's a gift, and you're just some flimsy packaging. My style's ravishing. Leave you straight ravaged when I damage kids. Flow off the top of the lid, no stoppin'. I'll be the first to f*ck you over, cherry poppin.' I hopped in, took on all challengers and straight robbed them. This ain't Compton but you better call a cop in 'cuz a thought just popped in and said to leave your face stomped in. And f*ck packin' a gun. A blowtorch and a hanger in your ass sounds more fun. Your flow is heavy? Mine's a ton. Yours is a period? Yeah, that's right, 'cuz your ass is done. Bitch. |
Everybody's approach to this is quite unique and different, its neat :)
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Wait I've got a new complaint I hear a lot of trash talk / but all I see are fakes I'll do you like Cobain / my raps will blow your brain Half you crackers on a boat / I'm still on a plain Spit the plain pain / Mr. Make It Rain I get more head than Clinton / ya'll got less than Hussein |
let me try this:
everybody tryin'a diss me cause they don't like me being a lady well guess what homey i ain't changin for nobody but i may change my penis to a pussy would that be enough for me to have a baby? or do i need to put on some ovary either way i don't care, jz call me crazy i suck dick, yes that's true why's that a big deal to you? are you tired of ****ing your boo? and now you wanna take mine too imagine yourself being in my shoe discrimination will surely make u blue if u don't know how let me give you a clue u can't tell your love one the words "i do" |
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damn virgin when that mixtape finna drop? |
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truth is; i been studying ancient karate
finna use a hundred fists to break your body return to the dojo, spit a haiku and sip sake just know, the reason its child's play for me to kill you is because i make a habit of doing things you can't do, namely maxing with your boo, sipping pernod in the jacu- z-i-p's and green ooze stay away glitter to impress wack fools. lived in a cave since the age of two, ever since i been taking the el feels like i've changed dude, now i stalk the bleak streets with a mean mug you might spot me in the yard with peach lambic in a big jug but fuck with me, might see a bloody knife tibetan crews trained to kill on sight, and who, given the option, just might choose to break you on the wheel of life. |
Good for you
Unarmed combat is important A little useless though against the fury of a swordsman Katana wielding demon whose bleeding his enemies Marijuana dealing mason whose smithing at high degrees I deny the pleas of those that are brought to their knees There's no mercy for these wack ass emcees This is a war that can't be won Well, except by me But victory is relative Like E=MC I'm commanding as the general This is my invasion You lookin' kinda special You ignored acceleration |
Better sheath that blade homie,
Caustic clauses from a nauseous omi That only spread rust from tang to blade, Which I then use to slice you into concasse Yakuza-born, bred with the chefs on the island Sharper than great alpine faces, foes been wildin’ Figured you know, since you must be Swiss the way your rhymes is neutral And steady stay idlin’… Creeping in your jungle, marshalling Prussian mercenaries, In the past I was described as a monolithic literary, But unfortunately your apprentice triptychs are universally deemed tertiary In terms of, delivery and precision, skill or wisdom While mine showcase elite mathematics combined with prophetic visions Yet, paradoxically, you feel me despite damage from my razor sharp incisions. |
Notice that I didn’t quote you all. Style so raw that I don’t even gotta read y’all sh*t to make a fool of y'all. Never take a fall. Unload with 16 straight and make you take it all.
And I’m talkin' bars, not inches that you take. Y’all are beauty queens, you walk around but your sh*t’s fake. For f*ck sake, don’t read this out loud or I’ll be charged with rape. Spit words full of action, like verbs that you can’t conjugate. Your intellect’s not large enough, no way that you can compensate. I’m in mad shape. Hulked up to smash you when you retaliate. I’ve got vocabulary for miles like it was real estate. I’m in the realest state. Mind so sharp that even I’m not safe. I’m a dangerous guy. Rap with closed eyes. Don’t give a f*ck who gets hit, I f*ckin' fire fight like a drive-by. I call you f@ggots “cats” like y’all got 9 lives. ‘Cuz when I rap tight, I’m 9 times as likely to f*ckin’ murder guys. I straight despise, f*ck a disguise, 'cuz you already fail to recognize. But don’t fail to step aside. Everything in my path gets straight euthanized. Watch me blow up. My rhymes don’t slow up. From head to toe I’ll leave you tore up, or beat down. Verbally assault you with my pronouns when it goes down, and leave you shook. Punch you in the mouth if you try to look. Leave you seein’ stars when I hit you with that f*ckin’ astrological left hook. Leave you in outer space when I spit bars. ‘Cuz I go hard, from start to finish. Every syllable will damage ya. School you from A to Z, Encyclopedia Britannica. Y'all are nothin' but losers, like that's your f*ckin' common factor. You b*tches can't rap, you're just reciting lines like y'all were actors. F*ck a mattress, I'll throw you on the ground and have my way with you. You'll get taped up and raped up, watch me straight smile when I walk away from you. |
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Oh I get it; ya’ll are out to see who’s first To receive a whoopin’ worthy of the worst curs Got a long list of ex’s, featuring a few foreigners Potages, planetaries, beauticians and coroners I keep young chickadees freaked out on purple C’s Blue eyes the size of the shimmering seven seas, On my street, cliques sport halo’s to keep sweat out they eyes My squad got what you need, from dirty diesel to wicked thai’s Hustlin’ keeps me lean, dehydrated with a sickly steez Spending evenings at home in a fog, chopping up sticky leafs But wait, no, I’m still not spent, Bring darkness to your sector like a deep-sea vent Hold a tiny bit of light in my fist, and frequently, it’s all I see Folks used to think I was a tad bit crazy, And these days, I’m not sure even Jah could save me Keep tabs on any traveler that wanders through my domain Cause trouble and we won’t hesitate to drive you insane Leave you silly and devastated from the rhymes, eventually slain Keep a battalion of ravenous adherents from the Great Lakes to the Great Plains We blastin’ from the Challenger, them fireworks ain’t no cosmic spark Put you in a black hole for 67 hours straight and blast some ****in’ Linkin Park Determined and ruthless, some say I don’t look like your average killer But I keep a big cleaver in a ruby-studded anodized concealer. |
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Rhyme with some words that people actually speak Yo girl needs me to provide for her in the sheets Eat that bitch out like kirby give her two black eyes, make her look like firby Rode her more then the kentucky derby then i make her make me pancakes before going on my daily rap rampage Anticaption, you ready for the molestation? your a little blonde school boy and im the priest of the congregation so no more hesitation i want that mouth open now also give me all your money or ima kill you |
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