Battle Rhyme to No One.

I aint a rapper, it aint my style
But your rhymes belong in the crapper, so I'll school ya awhile
Look at fatty and skinny, hoggin all the fun
Like Boomer at a buffet, they aint ever done
Look at memento_mori, his rhymes are daft
He should stay in his territory, playin World of Warcraft
I hope that you've learned, there's a new kid on this block
My name's Donnie, just like the Wahlberg cept I don't like cock


D to tha T to tha Thrizzzzzzzllllle
*Fade out*

That was fun :D
 
You guys having too much fun.... hehe...
Here goes....


My flow is eternal like tuck everlasting
I keep it classy but still gun barrels are blasting
You may be listenin but I don’t think You grasping
Screamin as the straight jacket is fastening
I’m the type of mc you never outlasting
Perpetually filthy vocal cords
Lyrics like vocal swords
You aint shit but a local whore
You got no past you never spoke before
And I’ve never even wrote before
Carry a shoty and approach your door
fuck an oven I’ll roast and toast you more
I’m always on top when they post the score
If you went against me 4 times you’d be 0 for 4
But oh there’s more
I got flows galore
I’m raps overlord
Hit you so much my shoulders sore

Hey memento did you think I forgot about you...LOL...


You wanna fuck with this? Bitch. I could tell you were a pussy by the come on your wrist
Your raps are elementary, talk about rules, I'll have ya sheets ripped
And im comin' ta murder your ass, getcha clothes blood-dipped
Im knockin These fakers out of the game like a toilet flushin shit
And thats what you are, shit.
Better surrender.
Cause I'll have your ass cut up, and roasted into cinder
And fed to your parents at your memorial,
The theme will be dick-sucking homo at your burial,
My raps are as cold as a 40 str8 out of the ice chest
My spot with the SG-550 and put you to rest pick
The cops come and I pull out tha barretta, I aint havin no arrest
These pests I detest, mothafuckin cops fuckin wit my business
I'll fuckin break they bones in there shoulders and pop there wrists
Take out tha RMB-93 n' make em sease to exist
And now I can X that I knocked up your skinny ass on my checklist
Shit's gonna get hectic.
Try ta resist the inflicture of me tryna make you into grist and ill give ya neck a twist
An shoot the fuck out of your body until your made into a fine mist,
Mothafucka I'll just drive by in my jaguar n' stop and pull out the Jackhammer
Here you stammer, before the lead makes ya body shake and tremor
Take a pick axe and split ya femur, leave your body to simmer
In the burnin' sun and watch niggas just come n' clamor
I'll just be laughin my ass off in my car, smokin dub
Mothafucka I hit like an RM, my spits’ll have your ass drubbed
 
jbarroqueiro said:
You guys having too much fun.... hehe...
Here goes....


My flow is eternal like tuck everlasting
I keep it classy but still gun barrels are blasting
You may be listenin but I don’t think You grasping
Screamin as the straight jacket is fastening
I’m the type of mc you never outlasting
Perpetually filthy vocal cords
Lyrics like vocal swords
You aint shit but a local whore
You got no past you never spoke before
And I’ve never even wrote before
Carry a shoty and approach your door
fuck an oven I’ll roast and toast you more
I’m always on top when they post the score
If you went against me 4 times you’d be 0 for 4
But oh there’s more
I got flows galore
I’m raps overlord
Hit you so much my shoulders sore
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Hope you don't think that shotty's gonna save your ass
Cuz mothafucka I got a rifle, and that's where it's at
500 yards, shoot ya in the face, long before you ever fired
Of ourse you could run, but you'll only die tired
Who the fucks this guy, comin in the thread
Half his screenname is Queero, nuff said
 
dt3 said:
Hope you don't think that shotty's gonna save your ass
Cuz mothafucka I got a rifle, and that's where it's at
500 yards, shoot ya in the face, long before you ever fired
Of ourse you could run, but you'll only die tired
Who the fucks this guy, comin in the thread
Half his screenname is Queero, nuff said
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Dt3 more like pvc,
Same as the barrel on that gun,
You Rap is weak so is your game,
I don't waste my time with someone so lame.
As to being gay don't you drool,
I don't like men unlike you fool...
This thread is for men so disappear
It takes more that a weak rime to me fear,
Last time I checked rats don't carry guns,
So grab that riffle and stick it in your buns...
 
dt3 said:
I aint a rapper, it aint my style
But your rhymes belong in the crapper, so I'll school ya awhile
Look at fatty and skinny, hoggin all the fun
Like Boomer at a buffet, they aint ever done
Look at memento_mori, his rhymes are daft
He should stay in his territory, playin World of Warcraft
I hope that you've learned, there's a new kid on this block
My name's Donnie, just like the Wahlberg cept I don't like cock


D to tha T to tha Thrizzzzzzzllllle
*Fade out*

That was fun :D
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oh man, i hate warcrack. the last two years of high school it's all my friends ever talked about. i'd just sit there and twiddle my thumbs.
 
You cats is all wack and cheesey like cheap porno!
I stay witty and gritty! Im a vet you fuckin corn holes!
Ima come raw! Bloody like a fresh cut steak!
Ima bigger dood, cause theres more at stake on my plate!
If you loose in this shit, its no sweat! Ya'll have no credit!
But if I faulter, its like years of stress and grind gets deaded!
I got effort invested. You cats have no clue!
Its a onslaught in this bitch! You'll be chum puddle when Im through!
Its all true! The gory stories and fables!
Of wack emcees that stepped to me and left the scene unstable!
I keep pushin on the track. I bring skills to the table!
You cats spit like dr Seusse! Like you Got yer skills from watchin cable!
Im a top gun on this thread! You mu fukas can call me Maveric!
With a heat seekin tongue, I lock on and let you have it!
Blowin you out the sky is this solo flying bird!
Its hard rhymin to retards. Mu fuka, thats word.
I keep it hella dirty, cause I rep from tha south fool!
DT3 cant reply to me. He's under my desk with a mouth full!
 
Once again im urged to speak the truth with skill
sick like AIDs my talents makes MC's feel ill.
Don't brake bills, I aint makin money off this shit
I just spit so I can keep my mouth and mind fit
swing at me once I'll come back at you with 9 hits
Snatch your gurl cuz from what I seen shes got fine tits
better stay cautious cuz I've mastered the forces
I spit so sick I'm makin othee cats neausous
Attracting moshes I'm something like a rock band
I'm potent, you smell what I'm cooking? The rock can
I stay true to the music I'll never stop flowin
I'll keep doing what I do to keep the crowd growin
 
Boomer said:
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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no one wants a pile of diamond dust
so pull yourself together, knock off the rust
slap on a smile and don't be a puss
your game is blande
like playing Candy Land
let me handle the pop references
let me use my insult preferences
throw in my subliminal messages
between hypnotizing sentences
i'm more entertaining than television
i'm more brutal than a car collision
i'm coming out on top
keep it going non-stop
clean up your shit like a mop
because the reason you're so pissy
is you're losing the fight like a bitch
so why not go to a corner and put on some panty hoes
because your rhymes are worse than the final episode of Sopranoes
 
jbarroqueiro said:
Hey memento did you think I forgot about you...LOL...


You wanna fuck with this? Bitch. I could tell you were a pussy by the come on your wrist
Your raps are elementary, talk about rules, I'll have ya sheets ripped
And im comin' ta murder your ass, getcha clothes blood-dipped
Im knockin These fakers out of the game like a toilet flushin shit
And thats what you are, shit.
Better surrender.
Cause I'll have your ass cut up, and roasted into cinder
And fed to your parents at your memorial,
The theme will be dick-sucking homo at your burial,
My raps are as cold as a 40 str8 out of the ice chest
My spot with the SG-550 and put you to rest pick
The cops come and I pull out tha barretta, I aint havin no arrest
These pests I detest, mothafuckin cops fuckin wit my business
I'll fuckin break they bones in there shoulders and pop there wrists
Take out tha RMB-93 n' make em cease to exist
And now I can X that I knocked up your skinny ass on my checklist
Shit's gonna get hectic.
Try ta resist the inflicture of me tryna make you into grist and ill give ya neck a twist
An shoot the fuck out of your body until your made into a fine mist,
Mothafucka I'll just drive by in my jaguar n' stop and pull out the Jackhammer
Here you stammer, before the lead makes ya body shake and tremor
Take a pick axe and split ya femur, leave your body to simmer
In the burnin' sun and watch niggas just come n' clamor
I'll just be laughin my ass off in my car, smokin dub
Mothafucka I hit like an RM, my spits’ll have your ass drubbed
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hey, look! it's Galaxy Nigga!
you think i'm gay? how the fuck you figya?
because i told you to suck my cock?
if you're telling me you're a man, i'm in shock
because you've been taking it like a bitch
you say you're going to kill me, i'd like to see you try
you talk a bunch of cliche shit, i say it's all a lie
you like to talk of god, looking towards the sky
so how does it feel when you get no reply?
what's your explanation, maybe He's just shy?
what's your explanation of the all-seeing eye?
you think He's going to save you from your raps being dry?
thanking god, killing cops, doing drugs, and feeding your ego
sounds more like Dr Dre than jbarroqueiro
i don't want to read this overused shit
if that's all you've got, i think you better quit
all this unoriginality is making me sick
 
memento_mori said:
no one wants a pile of diamond dust
so pull yourself together, knock off the rust
slap on a smile and don't be a puss
your game is blande
like playing Candy Land
let me handle the pop references
let me use my insult preferences
throw in my subliminal messages
between hypnotizing sentences
i'm more entertaining than television
i'm more brutal than a car collision
i'm coming out on top
keep it going non-stop
clean up your shit like a mop
because the reason you're so pissy
is you're losing the fight like a bitch
so why not go to a corner and put on some panty hoes
because your rhymes are worse than the final episode of Sopranoes
Click to expand...


I'm losing this fight? I think yer mistaken!
I don't think you realize the beatin yer takin!
Yer puttin me to sleep, like tha sandman or soft music!
Worse than the sopranos, but YOU don't posses the skills to prove it!
Shit, I been whoopin yer ass since yer mouth started!
This kids so fuckin retarded, he cant understand he's outsmarted!
Someone show'em the door, cause its time for him to leave!
Cause every time I see his posts, they make my eyes bleed!
Im killin you kid! Ask anyone! Its true!
You aint even had pussy, since pussy had you!
 
I will not falter! No! Not on this level!
You ass! You just crossed tha path of tha devil!
Now I invoke my passionate wrath on that ass like a rebel!
You callin me a puss is like a pot clownin a kettle!
I'm all metal and hardened to tha core.
Only time you got hardened was on the floor on all fours!
I take all scores! I'm winnin every round!
I turn yer words around and make you eat'em pound for pound!
Just ask around I'm a giant amongst insects!
Some body please find me an emcee that aint a product of incest!
 
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