battle im new

Any1 wana battle, just text, here for fun, nufin special

IM GETTIN READY TO FUCK UP THE INDUSRTYS STATUS QUO

IM LYRICALLY AND EMPIRICALLY GIFTED,

IMMA SUPRISE YALL LIKE WHEN OJ GOT ACQUITTED,

WHEN I BATTLE PEOPLE ITS JUST UNFAIR,

I HOLD IT DOWN AND YALL ARE UNAWARE,

I PUT MORE DAMAGE ON THE MIC THAT GAME DOES WITH 50,

ALL MY SHIT IS REAL AND THATS NO MYSTERY,

I WOULD KEEP GOING WITH THE RAP AND MAKE YOU LOOK EVEN WORSE,

BUT I REALLY DONT FEEL LIKE CALLING IN A NURSE

First of birdman,
Ur disses didnt really hurt,
I couldnt find 1 verse that really got me alert,
and if u tryed to test me in real life, id kick dirt in ur face
and u still wouldnt catch me even in a race,
u like watching birds, i like killing nerds,
like you, cause i can imagine a birdman,
id hunt u in the veiw, but your so retarded u wouldnt even feel the bamboo,
that hit you in the chest, nigger piss of before i enject cancer into your jeans.

I read yo raps and I think that ur a slob,

U need to get yo bitch ass up and get a job.

I bet ur a homo, don't even have a lady,

Bitch u can't rap, u fake ass Slim Shady.

Give up rap, go listen to some rock,

I'm beg'n u dawg, pleeeese stop.

U can't rap, U ain't got no skills,

Try to battle me u gon get killed.

I don't want to see u used the word gangsta no mo,

U ain't got rights u bitch ass hoe.

I hope u take heed and give rap up,

All I really wanted to say is U SUCK

Now listen up kid i didn't even read that whole thing
I read half and couldn't help but start laughing
And fuck yea my rhymes are straight crack
Thats why they always jump back, and they lookin for the feines where you at?
Stay strapt, with my lyrical attack
From way back i've been spittin
Steady pistol grippin, Got the heater but i still wear mittens
I mean gloves- no rubber grip
Cold steel- magnum hollow tip, shut up, swallow bitch
Your rhyme scheme is weak and an illiterate diction
I'll snap you back to reality, just to beat you back to fiction
I'm up in the kitchen, somethin like hannibal
I'll eat your brain while your alive- straight fuckn cannibal
You can not handle me, i will man handle you
I am an animal that has escaped from the manson zoo
Chess or scrabble i will outhink you
dude
I may come off as rude but only if im mad at you, I'm so high they measure me in altitude
You can't fit my sneaker shoes, the best rapper attitude
Anyway you look the outcome benefits me
Props to tupac R.I.P B.I.G
And you better believe when i spit about the toolieo
Cus i'll bust on you and slurp you up like oodle O's
I got oodles of hoes, i'm doper than the coke up your nose
Got the hammer and i'm hittin more nails then you got on your toes
Might as well count your hands
This isn't WWE but i'll still Undertake(r) you like summerslam.

Yo,why you keep thinkin that your somethin like KANYE WEST
let me remind that your messin with the best
fuck with me i'll put a knife in your chest
keep fuckin too long you will need a bulletproof vest
why am i even fighting with this lil bitch?
fuck it,im done with this snitch.

How am i snitch,
the way i see it, ur the lil bitch,
and to keep it flowing i cant wait
till i see u twitch after being hit by a
brick throwin by the click,
and if u still aint dead, ill hit u with a stick
untill u stop bleedin from the head which was
already speedin tryin to find the lyrics to beat me
but its too bad you cant diss othwewise you would of
swiss and before u know it shot down in cold blood

kay click , im with you against this little bitch


you two can spit your asses off and never be as live as me
just try to be,
you can't match this ebony & ivory
'cause me and click are two sides of the spectrum,
and birdmans flows are shitty like a rectum
i wrecked em.
distortin' shit? kid you must be snortin' sniff,
just like your moms i have you wish you could be abortin' this
puffin smoke, bitch please you're a fuckin joke,
you could toke a bowl of my shit and you would huff & choke
monstrous? man you steppin' to godzilla,
whole squad killa, top billa, you are not illa than me;
fuck a hippie cuz i'm killin the trees,
kids think they so sick, but i'll kill a disease;
like a doctor, but please no D - R - E 's,
so dope even blind cats see our steez
straight jackets, sly you wanna see psychotic?
rhymes that fry optics, leave you cycloptic
watch the clock tick, the times runnin' out;
for this little bitch online runnin' mouths,
in the forums making whack posts biting your lips
you couldn't beat me if jesus was ghost writing your shit
when im flippin the verse , leavin the back of you herse
my shit constantly progresses, but y'all got worse!
fuck droppin rhymes kid, let your balls drop first.
I'm here to turn it up a few degrees,
see what i do to these,
new MC's, who be battlin' puberty
birdman , mister rubix cube; try not to get twisted,
but i'm smashin' assholes and you're the bitch who's gettin' fisted,
arrest us, sentence us, and lock us away,
so the streets can be safe for MC's to play,
In a verbal way, we get violent and kill quick,
Tto define us kids make up word like "ill'sick ."

See, I'm new on the scene
Fresh to the game
But listen up closely
Refer back to my name
I spit it clearly, spit it real
And when I'm through let me know how you feel

Everyone up in here claims they got so much power
But really, truly, y'all need to cool down and jump in a shower
Clean up your mess and get your act straight
Before you start spittin lines and just sit there and hate
I'm not here to start a fight, nor do I need to drop a beat
But y'all need to find a way to check your concieit
Little do you know about the true prophecy of rap
But of course, it's your ignorance that's put you in that trap
Rather than feel like you gotta jump on some dude
Speak for yourself and skip the attitude
All the cursin and violence y'all claim to ensue
Ain't nothin but a joke that's only funny to you
I'm not here to claim glory or be someone's mama
But seems like all you guys talk about, is some foolish drama

It seems da lyricist have shown thru/Future do I know u/
shit/i'ma join up wit birdman/u jumped who/
how y'all feel superior/forming a squad/
ya boi click was gett~n slaughtered/i'ma finish da job/
i heard better rhymes/from leprachan/go and watch da movie/
now I'm on my Jim Jones shit/Jus off his Kuffy/
yo do me a favor/hang dis noose off da rail/
now tie dis end around ya neck/now off ya~self/
how u gon b gangsta/wit a name like click
4 a gun dat means empty/and it soundz like clit/
is dat da kinda thingz u associated with/
den Future/has no future/surrouded by prick/
talk~n bout throw~n a brick/up ya vocab game/
u couldn't even pass my 6/1st go and graduate/
and i don't fabricate/but future now it'z ya turn/
better try and stop me now 4 I'ma ringworm/
at 1st i was gon give u daps/cuz u inspired me/
den i read all of ya rap/n itz entirety/
u try and b/something your not/and see/
dats where click gets all dis (I'ma G)
y'all some wanna~bees/yea/real life posers/
Future knows all thatz from an assotment of Nas posters/
and since Nas wrote em/y you all on his scrotum/
1 of dem fans/lie~n like u got his # n ya phone's book/
u getz no look/i ain't scared of Godzilla/
he might scare chinese people/but not my niggaz/
but all~n~all/u alright/keep doin ya thing dog/
but let's what chu do when u face off/wit king kong

Verse2, these lyrics will curse you, if you dare to "read on"
BirdWho?, he needs to nurse you, after you "bleed strong"
I spit bullets, til you full bitch, right off the tip of "my tongue"
Your slowly droppin, got the BirdDick stoppin, cuz he so "die stunned"
His lyrics cant save you, He knows he'll "decay too"
You both so basic yo rhymes need elevation against my "debut"

Battle me I'm new// clown control here to take care of you//
U thought these people be scared of u// cherish you//
but everyone of these dudes juss embarrased you//
I hate clowns dats y I control em// if
you wanna bluff stick to Texas Holden//
while u write ya raps sittin chillin at home// i'll be rippin ya shit straight from my I phone//.


Nigga battery low I'll be back bitch

damn
you caught up like a persons photo in a cam
make clown control calm down with a slow jam
dis dudes old? he's still eats his crayons
and still wipes his ass with his hands
speak to you in languages from foreign lands
if you want to we could spit
but your breath so fowl all thats gonna come out is shit
battlin you is like sayin bendover bitch
let me stick it in your ass so i can hear your scream fits
i come to slaughter any baller
with verses deeper than ones you hear in local churches
with words so slick make your dick taller
if you gonna control clowns control yourself 1st
cuz that stupid shit you wrote sounds like a clowns verse
and go get your iphone
while your shittin your girl IBONE
but the only girl you got is the one at home
who cooks your meals teach you how to act
im bangin your mom harder than a drummer hittin his snare hat

First off let me say that your words contradict
Talkin about church rhymes vs. the lines that you've picked
Frontin like you got his girl like some sort of addict
But in reality you've got nothin except an internal conflict
Truly, you can't hate on a clown when you're doin the same
For your lack of originality, there is no one to blame
Structure off beat and blows far below game
Perhaps that's why you've got "syn" in your name
Please elevate your rap strategy
Attack if you want, but don't get mad at me
For spittin it real, although tragically
Cause I'll say it how it is; guarantee

Real talk if you could spit it real
cum would come out ya mouth like throwin up from eatin yogurt for every meal
and can't handle lactose
just like obese people can't handle fat jokes
you whack though
my shit is crack yo
we in a war with words
ill say some shit thats absurd
I'm nasty like two turds
shit on your shoes fuck with me put your mouth on the curb
I'm sick in the head just like the town perv
and you could keep running like a verb
What? internal conflicts im on it
i self medicat with mary jane
takes away all the pain
and keep me from going insane
you aint nothin i dont know
you just like another strain of weed i smoked
you foreign to me might as well have come on a banana boat
slice your neck 360 degrees make it look like a castle moat yo

Yup, I've decided that I'm not gonna waste my time with your foolishness... good luck...

Syn u still a rookie/
so i guess i'll over look em/
feint a jab at em/
den laugh at how i shook em/
says he smokes weed/
so i'm guess dats his alibi/
if he's lyrically challenged/
i guess i can't antagonize/
what chu label hott/
i label as luke warm/
u were jus da test subject/
i was a true born/
u from connecticut/
is dat why u can never spit?/
ya neglegence/
is simply unaccepted since u set a trend/
meaning u got 30 posts/
or maybe 30 jokes/
but hardy~har~har/
a nigga seen better yo/
couldn't even measure up 2 a girl/
she got bigger quevos den u/
dats whats wrong wit da world/(lol)
ya 1st line had potential/
but chu went and f'd up/
and it set da tone 4 da rest/
u really messed up/
da lactose line was hot/
i won't front/
and da fat jokes line went well wit dat 1/
but after dat son/
ya lines were jus fill~nz/
so i guess at dat point u say~n
maybe i can still win/
Real i'm sorry u had read such garbage/
but 4real/i think u needed 2 c son'z garbage/
so u can look n da mirror and say we go harder/
go at me/nigga pleassee/
dis can b pearl harbor/
da ladies look at me like can he be more sharper/
and i can teach u 2 b like me/
but i'ma charge ya

i feel good...rusty as hell...but itz somewhat still there...dats wassup...3 or 4 more days...and i'll b back on my boogie board again...i can feel it...Syn itz a shame i had 2 knock u off urz....but u kno how it is

lol

Dis fake ass nigga thinks he get my girl
well I gave u a chance she checked ya rhyme and hurled//
you a bitch and always will be a bitch
wit rap as ya fall back when ya real jobs sucking dick (FAG)
if I was u I'd call it quits fucking nob gobbler
this dude was sexually molested as a toddler//
brain derainged from being cock shocked by his father
and theirs no scream cause he creams you under water//
be careful who u attack wit ya wack raps
cause I'll take the mic and xplode like some black cats//
my flow make you tingly like a wet whore
but I forgot the only time u touched pussy was in a pet store//
and I know ya mom loves hustling herself for fun
been their dun her fuck you could be my son//

u can tell clown control/
dat i'm on clown control/
i'll merc em easy/
hide his body out at ground zero/
u want dap/
den i can pound ju homes/
dats not a problem/
he speak like he a monsta/
eat em like peach cobbler/
a coward/
he a gust o' wind/
i'ma cyclone/
verse from me/
make da screen freeze on ya I~phone/
u see i'm bigger den da sky dome/
hotter den 3 suns/
and da ex wife of mike Ty~son/
u like a bee
die~n right after u sting me/
watch me send em flipp~n down da steps jus like a slinky/
he way dumber den pinky/
especially without a Brain/
u wanted 2 meet bat~man/
i'm da black Bruce Wayne/
he ain't even a real threat/
really need spell check/
practice on ya flow~n/
which chu really haven't nailed yet/
dat was da worst diss dat i have ever heard/
i'ma do dis site a favor/
and have his 2 post purged/
get no kudos nerd/
u highly outclassed/
clearly mismatched/
I'm senior/
shouldn't b here fresh~man/
bars dumbed down/
i make him dig~est dem/
ya in~directs/
geek please di~rect dem/
"her" intials C.C./
i see "her" on t.v./
smart mouth/fuck her/
(dats) why she ended up wit da butler/(lol)
~~~~~NILES~~~~~
da nigga is wild/
instead of da phone/
shoulda moved uptown
and left 8mile alone/
nigga fall back/
and take da wack riff raff home/
take da dead back witchu/
didju get dat shaun/


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