Battle Rhyme to No One.

Give me a break, this kids gone psycho!
Talk alot online, but watcha got in real life ho?
nadda, nothing, pockets straight deflatted.
chics dont dig guys whos cash flow is constipated!
you should be sedated, your right to write revoked!
you from NY? Keep yer shit up and Ima run outa rope!
Its funny how homie G think he an mc, cause his mom say he dope.
Well mu fuka, moms aint fans and never counted.
You want a fuckin challenge? Watch me turn ya nose to a fountain.
Make a mountain out a mole hill when I act a fool
Reach in this sack when I react and pool out hammers and tools
its time to get buisy, you piece of shit.
Ima beat ya fuckin ass till ya rhymes sound legit.
Why? Cause thats how tha ghost roll.
wanna snack on tha track? Ya best ta come cold.
Cause Ima come bold, brandishin rusty blades.
Cut ya wide and deep, we can play for days!
Keep you alive on crackers and gatoraid.
Keep you deprived, but alive as a slave.
Only lettin you out when my homies dog needs to get laid.
Split ya fade, and eat the pieces and your memories
then spitt'em back in your face so you remember ME!
Haunting your dreams is this pale faced marauder!
Watch ya fuckin mouth son! Im out for tha slaughter!
 
what exactly is a G?
fuck it, i couldn't care less
time to exterminate the pest
chittering beneath my shoe
so here you go, my big FUCK YOU!
next time jbarr pops his head in
i'll outdrink both of you with 77
but you know when you get trashed 'n wake up somewhere new?
it'll be like that, but with a whole new meaning
i'll wake you up with your eyeballz bleeding
bound, gagged, tortured, and bagged
best part is i'd never get caught
they'd find you in a dumpster, inside a parking lot
dead with an ass full of icy-hot
no knife wounds or gun shots
just straight up pain
simple and plain
take care of the scum
as soon as it started
as quickly it's done
 
This kids limp wristed. A featherweight in the game.
Ima eat this rookie like a cookie and keep it simple and plain
If you feelin criss cross, then jump!
Cause I came to bring tha pain!
Its a fuckin blood bath! Watch how I make it rain!
Yer rhymes are all plain. No skillz, with no rhythm.
His skinny ass needs clothes, but cant find any small enough to fitt'em!
All the While you sittin here makin a fool outa yerself.
You should be in the pantry, eatin tha foods on tha shelf!
On the internet talkin big like john gotti
I could bench press ya body with no need for spotting!
Bulk up boi! Cause Ya lookin hella sickly
Rollin up to tha club with a shirt that say strickly dickly.
I knew you was crooked! I could see it from miles!
Next time a grown folk talkin, shut the fuck up child!
 
Listen to this "memento"
All that lip will get you and your man bodied
I’m the man you a bitch in a man’s body
You a disgrace who wrote your shit? Mase?
Your album wasn’t nothing like the shit on the mixtapes
First you was hustling bustin them shells
Then you went commercial to get a couple of sells
That’s what you got a couple of bells
And you probably wouldn’t of sold loads if wasn’t for Kels
Well you was crazy man with the punch line flow
But now you the ladies man where the punch lines go
Yo it don’t get no better
You was smiling chi-town stepping but ain’t get no cheddar
If you a star I’m a galaxy nigga
One verse’ll merk all your personalities wigga
You garbage and ain’t nothing trash about me
Till next time I can't wait to see...
 
hey! jbarr came back in
care to start drinkin?
:alcoholic:
sounds like you're already drunk
attacking me with that junk?
bitch, please
get down on your knees
your rhymes are nothing
why not put that sucking
to good use while you're down there?
i'll pay you your cab fare
so you can get out of here

the fuck's this about albums and cheddar?
i'm not sure whether
to believe you're drunk or you dunno who you're talking to
confused me with one of your old raps, write something new
because like you said, i'm a star
i won't sell rap, but i will go far
so that leaves who the hell are you?
by your drunken rhymes, i think i've found a clue
gather 'round and i'll tell ya...

The Adventures of Galaxy Nigga!

jbarroqueiro said:
I’m galaxy nigga
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one day Galaxy Nigga was sucking cock
pretending he's Captain Kirk getting off Spock
but then Boomer jumps in from down the block
they decide mori's being too mean to 'em
he's got rhymes like Adamantium
so they decide to run away from him
and fly to the one place their rhymes don't suck-
Space: The Final Frontier
should have went there last year
before they brought their shit to my ear
but anyway
jbarr finds an ugly ass alien
to fuck and call his girlfriend
the best part of space for boom
is sound can't travel in vacuum
and the world was saved from their horrible rhyme schemes
they lived happily ever after, whatever that means
 
Not bad memento but here goes better...LMAO

M-man,
I see u in 20 years with no life
You’ll be so pathethic You’d have no wife
I see myself with a wife
Be a rapper in hollywood, cause I’m just that good
Try out for an audition and You’d just be booed
I am lyrically gifted like Tupac and Eminem at their greatest
Leave You breathless, like a 90 year old virgin
Battling me just isn’t fair
Bust a cap, and drop You down with no care
I fool the cops, and make them look wack
Got all Sides watchin out for my back
People fear me like I’m a god
But ain’t no god except up there
I’m just a human, people see me blare
I’m too much of a thug, so they treat me better
I see You as no thug, but a lame kid writting a letter
I’ll win this battle, and kick you out
Kick your ass so bad you won’t lash out
All of you that think you a gangsta
My words are so sharp they will shank ya
Do all of us a favor and quit tryin to rhyme
Find something more productive, to do with your time
When I step up I’m the braziest
When I get mad I’m the craziest


Till the next one peeps
 
With this mouth Im a surgeon, sharp like scalpels
drop bombs so fast, i riddle yer ass with shrapnel
You cats is like carseats, always smellin like ass hole
My bars drop ya jaws cause I spittem so casual
Tragedy to the utmost! Tha third degree!
Ya gonna lose ya life! Keep fuckin wit me!
Cause I never gave a fuck. I do not pull punches!
I leave mcs beatin and crumpled by the bunches!
When was tha last time you kicked a true cipher?
You cats is offtopicz, but me Ima lifer
always been known to start some flow
With my middle fingers up, style cold like snow
Here and gone, cause Im tha ghost I role alone
Creepin thru tha darkness, smellin like herb and brimstone
I been stoned since I learn to light bics
Hell Im stoned right now and still beatin you pricks!
You cats is all bark, aint a fuckin bite between ya!
Memento talk big with a body like Christina!
Little bitty doods, with that little bitty syndrome!
Showin up to a buffet only to get sent home!
Memento yer wack man give it a rest!
Look! I can see yer fuckin heart beat thru ya chest!
 
yeah, yeah, i know i'm skinny
it's become part of my identity
contrast with boomer's fat ass
blocking the road as car's pass
keeps his car from driving fast
to go 30 gotta have his foot pressed on the gas
the man's stomach can hold giraffes
arizona shakes when the man laughs
cuts the world's food supply in halves
when he eats out for all you can have
a happy meal for him is a full grown calf
to wipe his mouth, it takes the whole staff
his bathroom scale reads Obese and a Half
i mean, this guy is FAT


sorry for the rhyme explosion, i'll try switching to decaff
it just pisses me off to see this riff-raff


...i'm doing it again...


but seriously boomer, lay off the sweets
has anyone seen how much this dood eats?
just take one look at those chubby cheeks
an ass so big, it probably leaks
leaves seepage stains all over the seats
stomach so huge, he can't see feets
he bumps into every man, woman, and child he meets
he's the reason we have pot holes in the streets
he'll be one of those people that can't get out for weeks
because he just can't fit through the damn door

this one goes out to the nerds and the geeks
for the midgets, the crazed, the wronged, and the freaks
the noobs, the pwned, the snipers, and the L33T
for every white kid that was born with a motherfucking beat
i stand for every Gameboy, Gamecube, Snes and Wii
for every X-Box, Genesis, and Playstation 3
for every loser that forgot prom to play D&D
but above all else, i stand in for me
fuck the gangsters, the pimps, the players, the hoes
bring me the gamers, the goths, the punks and the joes
and i swear on the spirit of gaming light
that i'm never going down with out a fucking fight




or at least a secret console code :D
 
jbarroqueiro said:
Not bad memento but here goes better...LMAO

M-man,
I see u in 20 years with no life
You’ll be so pathethic You’d have no wife
I see myself with a wife
Be a rapper in hollywood, cause I’m just that good
Try out for an audition and You’d just be booed
I am lyrically gifted like Tupac and Eminem at their greatest
Leave You breathless, like a 90 year old virgin
Battling me just isn’t fair
Bust a cap, and drop You down with no care
I fool the cops, and make them look wack
Got all Sides watchin out for my back
People fear me like I’m a god
But ain’t no god except up there
I’m just a human, people see me blare
I’m too much of a thug, so they treat me better
I see You as no thug, but a lame kid writting a letter
I’ll win this battle, and kick you out
Kick your ass so bad you won’t lash out
All of you that think you a gangsta
My words are so sharp they will shank ya
Do all of us a favor and quit tryin to rhyme
Find something more productive, to do with your time
When I step up I’m the braziest
When I get mad I’m the craziest


Till the next one peeps
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dear jbarroqueiro,


it's your number one hero - Dave "memento_mori" - here to listen to your story - were you trying to bore me? - imagining me when im 40? - hate to bust your dream bout hollywood or whatever - but you know what they say, nothing lasts forever - especially the rhymes you give - they're just repetitive - they're like a sedatitive - and you're boring boomer to tears

you really aren't that good - sure you tried the best you could? - i bet Kat could out-rap you - her rhymes would straight up slap you - her poetry's already so beautiful - i know you're swooning in your cubicle - stalking in the lit section - searching for a direction - but you've got no detection - your rhymes are infection - and i've gotta go get some neosporin to get that shit off my skin



sincerely,
memento_mori​
 
memento_mori said:
yeah, yeah, i know i'm skinny
it's become part of my identity
contrast with boomer's fat ass
blocking the road as car's pass
keeps his car from driving fast
to go 30 gotta have his foot pressed on the gas
the man's stomach can hold giraffes
arizona shakes when the man laughs
cuts the world's food supply in halves
when he eats out for all you can have
a happy meal for him is a full grown calf
to wipe his mouth, it takes the whole staff
his bathroom scale reads Obese and a Half
i mean, this guy is FAT


sorry for the rhyme explosion, i'll try switching to decaff
it just pisses me off to see this riff-raff


...i'm doing it again...


but seriously boomer, lay off the sweets
has anyone seen how much this dood eats?
just take one look at those chubby cheeks
an ass so big, it probably leaks
leaves seepage stains all over the seats
stomach so huge, he can't see feets
he bumps into every man, woman, and child he meets
he's the reason we have pot holes in the streets
he'll be one of those people that can't get out for weeks
because he just can't fit through the damn door

this one goes out to the nerds and the geeks
for the midgets, the crazed, the wronged, and the freaks
the noobs, the pwned, the snipers, and the L33T
for every white kid that was born with a motherfucking beat
i stand for every Gameboy, Gamecube, Snes and Wii
for every X-Box, Genesis, and Playstation 3
for every loser that forgot prom to play D&D
but above all else, i stand in for me
fuck the gangsters, the pimps, the players, the hoes
bring me the gamers, the goths, the punks and the joes
and i swear on the spirit of gaming light
that i'm never going down with out a fucking fight




or at least a secret console code :D
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You think my ass is fat? You should see my dick!
I wont show ya, ask yer mom! Shes seen it, ya prick!
Your last flow was weak. I dont know why you bothered!
Know how yer mom saw my dick? Mu fuka im yer father!
And im bout ta beat ya ass, like a good daddy should.
With a razor strap and duct tape. We'll get them rhymes soundin good!
Then when yer famous, bitch, you'll pay me my dues.
Ima show you wut its like to step in a real mc's shoes!
I hold the throne on this rap shit and I hold it to heart!
Cuttin heads off mcs before they even think to start!
You call that a spit? Bitch I call that a fart!
I seen better skills from my niece on mario cart!
Ya like crackers. Dry and hella crumbly!
With a rhyme style thats wack, like two idiots bumbling.
It seems like yer stumbling, fightin for some verbal!
Weak kneed mc! Cant begin to win the struggle!
This is just a massacre! Im killin tha fuckin meak!
I should pull yer fuckin eyes out, so you can watch ya mouth when you speak. boi.
 
i've heard about your dick, and i'm sorry to report
it is pretty thick, but it's also pretty short
half its girth is due to that wart
and i think you should really see a doctor about that shit
:(

there's no way you're my father, you don't have half my ability
and judging by your track record, i think you're at risk for sterility
the idea i derived from you is just plain silly
if i did, my rhymes would sound hill-billy
but 9 out of 10 experts agree
between the two of us, i'm the better emcee
your raps stupid, your voice off-key
your rhymes are Crap with a capital C
i'll beat you so bad, you'll bleed when you pee
if you really want to settle this, meet me in the alley

me --->:nuts:<--- you
alley ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
 
memento_mori said:
dear jbarroqueiro,


it's your number one hero - Dave "memento_mori" - here to listen to your story - were you trying to bore me? - imagining me when im 40? - hate to bust your dream bout hollywood or whatever - but you know what they say, nothing lasts forever - especially the rhymes you give - they're just repetitive - they're like a sedatitive - and you're boring boomer to tears

you really aren't that good - sure you tried the best you could? - i bet Kat could out-rap you - her rhymes would straight up slap you - her poetry's already so beautiful - i know you're swooning in your cubicle - stalking in the lit section - searching for a direction - but you've got no detection - your rhymes are infection - and i've gotta go get some neosporin to get that shit off my skin



sincerely,
memento_mori​
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memento you are awesome hun <3 *hugs*


this thread is so great i love it...im especially addicted to this thread now :tongue:
 
memento_mori said:
i've heard about your dick, and i'm sorry to report
it is pretty thick, but it's also pretty short
half its girth is due to that wart
and i think you should really see a doctor about that shit
:(

there's no way you're my father, you don't have half my ability
and judging by your track record, i think you're at risk for sterility
the idea i derived from you is just plain silly
if i did, my rhymes would sound hill-billy
but 9 out of 10 experts agree
between the two of us, i'm the better emcee
your raps stupid, your voice off-key
your rhymes are Crap with a capital C
i'll beat you so bad, you'll bleed when you pee
if you really want to settle this, meet me in the alley

me --->:nuts:<--- you
alley ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
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Again with my dick! I think this guys coming out tha closet!
His wrist were broke when he started! I didn't fuckin cause it!
I certainly aint know my flow would castrate that ass!
But I told you in the begging! This would be ending with you in a casket fast!
Now pass tha grass, cause this kids a fuckin buzz kill.
I cant believe he's attempting, to drag me through the mud still.
I've had my fill. This kids gettin vetoed!
Cause I fucked his ass up worse than a bag of cheetoes!
You a coward dood! Yellow like a Simpson!
If you had any fuckin SENSE! You would cease wut your attemptin!
Because my rhymes glisten! A diamond in the ruff!
Yer rhymes are about my cock and you trying to be tough.
You should watch your mouth, cause yer humming bird ass cant hang.
Next time you test tha ghost, make sure you got some game. Ya lame!
!
 
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