Calling out anyone who wants to battle me

Lets do this

Here I go ,

This rapping right here is completly new// I dont know where I should start infact I have no clue// started out when I was only two// in school I used to rap and be considered a role model, every second kid considered me an idol//but that shit I used to spit is lost and forgotten in time//but sometimes when I ryhme I forget what I said so I gotta click rewind//Believe if you heard me spit in real life it would make you go blind, infact it may drive you crazy like a splinter n your mind//watch out tho i can get real crazy and sneaky like a phantom and your stupidity will make me explode like a split atom//this shit right here may influence you to make you think its worth as much as chrome, wack ass boys write it down and rehearse it claiming that this shit was their own// remeber how I said I was sneaky, I wasn't lieing I can tap your phone, so easily at the same time im gettin blown, but dont stress and get your mind confused and in a mess// like taking acid, your throat contrated ,feeling blasted and your mind crashing like dell , and you wonder could this be heaven or could this be hell your mind so high you cant even tell, these ryhmes will soon be delivered to your door bell.

Yo, my flow is so rediculous
People eaten it up like an arsenis
Cause im leaven it venomous
Behind mes nothin less
Profile names andre
Well more like man-prey
You tell lies, likes it new
And you started when you was two
Well ill give you a new clue
If its new, your still only two
Your lines are to long, maken me blue
I cant even read em, mine you stick to like glue
I hope to never hear you in real life
Cause bro, your to small to understand strife
Man you just rhymen not rappen
To young to be story tellen
Like shit man, you still aint a fellon
I hope my doorbell ring soon
So I can tell yea face to face, go back to toon town

I cant tell you how much that shit fills me up with rage,
When a wanna be rapper posts on my page,
You say your rhymes are ridiculous,
But all they made me do is laugh, like a clown teasing little kids in a circus
your rhymes hurt my lungs so I coughed out mucous,
pussy ass shit was so lame and disgusting i almost puked,
And this shit right here makes it seem like your rhymes got boomed with a nuke

ok here i go again

My heads touchin the clouds cause i’m way more higher/
and birds comin at me cause i’m way more flyer/
Carry so much heat you would think i’m on fire/
Fucking with me your situation is dire/
Yeah there is consequences for coming at the throne/
Try to take my crown while i blow shots at your dome/
I’ll show you the door cause your on your way out/
They call you vintage cause your rhymes r played out/
They’re old man we all heard them before/
You’ve been fuck so many time on this topic you should change your name to whore/
You need to show respect cause you look like a rookie while i’m a vet/
You should call me J.Kid cause i’m all Net/
I’ll call you Lebron cause your 2 Cavallier/
You need 2 be carefull who you step up to on here/
My punches to quick just like Mayweather/
My rhymes like 5 tons yours r as light as a feather/
Me replying to your rhymes that’s what you dreaded/
Yeah i’m the King i’ll have your ass beheaded/
I’ll put it on a spike or serve it on a silver plater/
Got you pissing your pants like you got a weak bladder/
Now i know you scared got you holding your chest like you in cardiac arrest/
Naw this aint Me vs Guest this is Worst vs Best/
I aint never on defensive always on attack/
Fuck it its over the King is back/

No no no.... U got it all wrong my bredren lol...

Mans are talkin dat trash shit
any man frontin will be eatin my plastic
yeah... Man like u could get burnt like a matchstick
Shut your mouth before u get hurt when u chat shit
blood... I think u better go home and practice
man like me got skills but i know dat u lack dis
...fam...my gat go bang when i clap dis
u could either do a somersault or a backflip

touch me blood and i'll have ur guts for garters
had my dinner but i'll still eat you for afters
Rob a man of his clothes and leave him starkers
takin all his jewels off of him and his partner
retaliate.. And its gonna be a disaster
better know man like me is always a grafter
and for da laughter im takin da liberty
men dat battle me i make their life full of misery

all u man dem are wack
u need to leave da game better go home and pack
...im a leathal disease u could catch
dont fcuk wit me. U could get a case of da clap
... Most of my breys dem are strapped
and would never hesitate to run straight in ur flat
... Boy ur face needs a slap
so please think first before u open ur trap

i got no love for bitches
come mess with me nd i give u a million stitches
u niggasz' rap game contains innumerable glitches
trust me, ill make ur life extremely tragic
ill make it even sadder than titanic
my shyt is too rhythmic
the beat i ride is too fast
that if u try to spit with it ull get an asthma attack
im ahead of all u guys in the racetrack
i'm a nigga who does not hate
but ppl still wonder why im responsible for the major increase in the deathrate
of rappers, niggas hate on me but its just another playmate
the shit i spit are considered are consider a dangerous projectile, u fuckin dolts
they'll hit u like a Zeus' thunderbolts
i killed so many rappers i stopped believin' in karma
everyhting i do causes so much drama
i damage niggasz body with my wordplay
the adverse effects are hidden, can only be seen in an x-ray
man i had enough imma bring forth doomsday!

i burrier deep in you slugs, in the deepest of slums i penetrate chests rips open the vests and robs ya funds, lust poetry pussy paper n riches, must knowingly push forward, cater the cake i make to build castle's outta ditch's, rap for me seriously a waste of time, i rip a verse in my whip like a wicked curse, my fucking hip it hurts, from the stupid hurse i hit on purpose just to rob the dead ladies empty purse, i wanna be classic, when i roar u hear it like the t-rex on Jurassic, i need practice, so lets battle until i forget this!

Randz wrote:i burrier deep in you slugs, in the deepest of slums i penetrate chests rips open the vests and robs ya funds, lust poetry pussy paper n riches, must knowingly push forward, cater the cake i make to build castle's outta ditch's, rap for me seriously a waste of time, i rip a verse in my whip like a wicked curse, my fucking hip it hurts, from the stupid hurse i hit on purpose just to rob the dead ladies empty purse, i wanna be classic, when i roar u hear it like the t-rex on Jurassic, i need practice, so lets battle until i forget this!

damn kid.u can't even rhyme.u rhymed like 2 or 3 timez hahaha.

ayyyyyyyyyy
warriors come out and play
tell dem niggaz come out and prey
got dese niggaz scared to come out and stay
better tribute to da real boss like armed forces day
put da lyrics to ya face in a broad way
and its time to break away
rappers today are just soft like classical ballet
and ima kill u faster than sum radioactive waste
got u disapearing like sum radioactive decay
chicago,illinois-yeah the town of real warriorz
aint scared of no one so tell da crew dont worry boys
who even listen to white people any more
and i say money over bitches to any whore
we can make a scene by butsting through any door
talking bout lyrics well i got many more
where ever i go im starting in the game
my flow so mixed up like 5 broke up chains
dont make me kill u and leave ya peoples in vain
dis rapping stuff, i got it in my vains
i just spit a couple bars why u try to explain
too dangerous,but im not deranged
im gon blow u up and leave u in remains
now listen to the fuckin lyrics i obtain
watch me flush u weak rappers down the drain
i go hard like a terrorist finna crash a plane
niggas its my time to reign

not bad but Ima spice this up a bit cause you all fucked it up ...

you’ll never amount to a thing, you may aswell die//
ever since I was young, we been looking to the skies//
Im a winner baby, you are just shit//
I’m a veteran of this game, you will never make it//
Theres no point in trying, you’ll be singing the blues//
your the sort of lowlife that will end up cleaning my shoes//

You rhymes are wrong, you dunno what ure doing//
go and get a job u loser, cuz me and ure mom be screwing//
your lines too short, you rhyme in the wrong place//
I showed em to a record label, man u should have seen their face//
they say ure just another wannabe, one of the worst they ever seen//
so they went ahead and signed my ass, they seemed really keen//
You do this cuz ure idols do, ure just a stupid kid//
i saw ya mom on ebay n sure as hell left a bid//
Your mother is ashamed of having a no hoper son//
after this verse is through you will be DONE....

you want more you mutha fukas ight..

Battle me u get merked served up in ya own blood

ill snatch your link// just to make you think//
I draw gats quicker than the human optical blinks//
Have you terrified washing your sweaty face in a sink//
Cause you pussy like a porn star dressed in pink//
Im on the brink of blowing to being thrown in the clink//
Cause I start fights with cats like my shit dont stink//
You think you gigantic but you Titanic sink//
Im dynamic with ink// making larger heads shrink//
I dont rock ice dont even like ice in drinks//
Go south for the winter to hot for ice rinks//
You flow soft knock your nose off like the Sphinx//
Hit hoes off thats why your girls sees me and winks//
Im the sleaziest rap fink Hip-Hops Larry Flynt//
Hard to see like black tints// cats squint to glimpse//
Never leave hints// photos or finger prints//
Im down low below underground macs and pimps//
You new jacks and wimps// try hard but cum limp//
While my name is getting print across billboards and blimps//
Ap Bar-B-Ques you shrimps// leaving my imprints//
An inch in your skull before you could even flinch//
So let me clarify// that I terrify//
Paralyze while you sit there and cry//
I never lie jus verify//
I travel without moving like Ap was Jamaroquoi//

You all trippin, with that diddy type of rap, P diddy, want a be's in the real world of rap,
crush skulls, blows to your map, or dome when your alone afraid you'll get capped,
so you sleep with your piece and you can't take a nap, Rebel G with the scope it's like a snipers trap, inhale, killing rappers with a mic and bat, and chasing weakness like dog chases cats, feel heat on the street, Rebel G breaks backs, and destroys niggas dreams of a career in rap,

bring something nice ya'll

Rebel G, my respect you have earned
strong verse, that I could never burn
but as for all you other so called rappers
what you gonna do when the real niggas cap ya?
Kid, I'm coming after ya
to capture ya
till the rapture, I'm captain of,
every rap battle from here to africa

You say u callin out anyone, well im here to battle
ill send u home to ya mam, on ya horse and saddle.
u see, ill knock down any rapper that steps up to me
none of yall aint on my level, so please
i gotta admit, yall rhymes is dope
but up in dis battle, im the mutha f***n pope

OMG - Rebel G
Your a bitch, your real name should be called Sukie,
the only sniper you ever held was in the game Call of Duty,
all your rhymes are 1 hit flukeys and the only dog you should relate to is the cartoon called snoopy,
your on some funny shit but still fail to amuse me,
you dont rhyme tight because your talking all loosely,
i got a good mind to kick you right in the goolies,
what, you think a nigga like you can fool me? Hell No!!!

I bet nobody out there would turn up to your stale shows,
you wont get any better but i will and thats the way it goes,
why dont you change your style up and go and get some better flows,
this aint dodgeball but your rhymes make you look like an average joe.
I aint the type you want to battle yo,
because i'll tell you right here right now 1 of us has to go,
and i'm the type to stick around and your the type to blow,
so get on your knees and suck a dick like your supposed to hoe.

listen up nigga if u wan't a battle holla at menace or 1 of them other cat cuz I'l str8 up destroy you fuck the back and fourth whack shit I'm hittin you hard erytime biayches .

come chat with death

hey this is ya boy AcePwn just here to have fun and see sum new material you feel me...so ya tell me what you guys think
alrite here i go,

ok acepwn is back on the freakshow
dnt get it twisted, no wingman like tito
if im bein hounded then he already know
there is never opposition so im always shootin free throws
got so much green on my body u can call me beast boy
im a teen titan got u confused and call it decoy
on the rise like deploy
missile in the atmosphere set on search and destroy
my house is ridden with traps for a mouse
so the rats in the hood cant free load in my house
if ur a bitch lose the blouse
bugatti in front the house
got so much green i keep the cabbage in a greenhouse
my creativity is unmatched
my moves are original like pokemon used scratch
on the move thru the nation, my army is dispatched
We burn u up til ur brown, order up 1 round of hash
ACEPWN IM IN THIS...LETS GO

I'll never amount to nothin', but that's still more then you,
Down for mouth mufflin', I kill for quarters fool,
Only shoes I'm cleanin' are the blood off mine,
Ya wouldn't step to drug dealin' niggaz, buyin bud online
I gotta job nigga, I'm a paid assassin,
My mom's gotta dick, so have fun gettin' laid faggot.
May draw gat's fast, but ain't blastin' right,
K, when I blast, I'm faster then light.
You'll get stabbed wit' a knife, bagged and dragged to a trash can at night.
When you rap, it prolly sounds like dumb mumbles,
Cuz everytime you talkin' you poppin' cum bubblez!

"-CBJ-"

I need to retire this wack rapper he's tired,
I'm spitten this fire, don't come at me your fired
It's 2012 your expired

If your shit was any good
I would put you to work
kick back like you should
And this battle wont hurt

It's on like donky kong
you got it all wrong
This might hurt your mom
and I'm just singin a song

Now that I'm hear this queer should steer clear
I'm spteaden some fear
Like I nut in your ear

come back when your ready
I'm down like freddy
I'll circle your block when it's hot
and bitches better be wet
or I'll spit venom and hock
This sick shit ready to pop

Like I pop the cops stock chevy
and drop my hemi on top of any
muthafucken cop
Bet I'mma stop

I'm mean on the mic tonight but you don't wanna fuck me let alone fight
I’ma obscene white dude, your bitch is called Mario up and down my pipe
I blow you up like a land mind; but still I’m quite bigger than Pun’s pant size
You ain’t listening to me? I might send a picture of me with doin a hand sign
You dissing sum1? I have enough energy to turn and act like Casey Anthony
I’m kidnaping you, fuck you cunt. Your style is much like a baby manatee
I blow homes apart as soon as flow starts, you ain’t messin with this weapon
Next, you should be like deaf folks on cell phones, you should stick to texting

Robbery306 first appearence lets go

First of all your flows shit/
so I'll show you how to spit//

Your flows weak/
my flows historic/
your styles whack its also fuckin horrid.
You could say I'm a girl rapper/
but that wouldn't take me out the game/
this loser virgins on here rappin for 2 minutes of some fame/
and you aint even getting paid?
Ima say thats pretty fucking whack shit/
99% of ya couldn't even hack it.
The other 1% might take the throne one day/
But you'll be the new Adam Lambert, virgin and takin it from behind/
man that's pretty damn gay.
You can call me drake, cause "I be killin all these rappers man you'd swear I Have a hitlist"
Rappins on your wishlist/
while ya'll are on my deathlist.