Rap battle anyone?

[Center]

aye...


If you a Vet...
then Im a Cheetah...N ill Breed'A Lead'a that Need'a Seed'a Reap'a ta elimnate YA Creatures! Just'A preach'a of instinct with rhymes schemes in sync to thinkin bright things...
imagin a *Land When* - *Bad Men* - were - *Grabbed Then*...Shook N Booked, Up N Down ya Rooks...Ta Lead A *Sad End*!

k that was fun...

Now murda...

Outta Control...Pen Lines To Eliminate...
So Situate ya Feather Weights...Outta My Rolls...
U you an MC!? Bouta Get Rolled...
cause only time 'Dino Come Raw' is Jurassic Holes!!!

[Dreadlocker]

i got jurrasic flows, even slayin classic foes
dropin hits of acid for spray vandal throws
yall are just some placid hoes

[Center]

^aye...

Gettin better...gettin clever...good shit multis is comin together...
aight keep uppin...reep sumthin...if not 'get got' like a creep huntin!
Just uppin the thread...just shootin the bread to loose a fed...
then cruise on Meds cause im Loosin my Heads...everythings Bruised N Dead...

NOT!

Cause my Flow lively...i KNow My Beat...Keep Thy Pros, Reaped!
So now yall Know Me!

[Dreadlocker]

i dont know you, first thing i did was throw you,
i hope you got wings, my dope wieghs me down
im winning this fling with my words and my sounds
surronded by pounds, heavyweight on the clowns
levys break on the towns, confounded the feds
fake my own death im practically dead
and gratefull for meds that i tacticly spread
my herbs are sticky and i spit verbs so quickly
ive got flood level flows and hickies from vickie
i damn the hydro so the droughts dont hit me
ive got fire dro at eight for 60
dont hate get with me

[Center]

Call me the 'Trogan Horse'...how im Posin Swords...by Thrown Words...so now ya Knowin Blurs!
now ya Frozen/Hurt...Toes In Dirt... but cant 'Feel Em'...just rants 'Peel Em' like HoesInWork!

[TokingToker]

Originally Posted by dino spamoni

you only only tryna diss cuz you threatend
if this was a race id be first, youd be second,

i got u in my clutches, you done,
yo scared im hittin dutches fo fun,
im loaded an cocked like my gun,
jus wait ive only begun,
im fightin back i aint gonna run
i cant be outdone

for you i wont even bust out the tec,
my lyrics are sharp theyll cut your neck,
good i dont gotta pull the trigga,
my cyphers bigger,i aint done wit you *****

i dont gotta get physical yo rhymes pitiful,
cant see me im invisiblelike a pro criminal,
yo flow is minimal

my rap is cruel an ruthless
i leave this fool useless,
my flow will leave you toothless

my rhyme so divine i cant even define
wen you gonna quit right nows a good time
smokin a L whys this shit a crime

speakin of the blunt i slash ya like one
then i lyrically smack ya fo fun,
ok im almost done,

you ain seen nothin yet,
i hope you realize ima vet,
now you scared ima threat,
what ever thats wat you get,

Your battle is dead my style like hot lead
I'm the rebel, with 20 medals
First is first, you're fuckin' with the worst
Call in the nurse, cause this verse
Gonna make your head burst
Terrorize your jam, get slaped n slammed
I'm screamin like tarzan, fuck you man
You're like sleepy hollow, ya follow?
Your in the shallow part of the pool
I have you sittin here looking like a fool
Come back again, you'll get schooled, no rules.

[Center]

^aight gotta do it dud...

Watch how I -Clown- this N Tramp These Targets
Then 'Drop ya With a Line' like a Trampese Artist!
You Just -Cant Hang- Dude! Put ya On ya Back...
Then 'Drop Over Heads'...like a Crook On Crack!
Once it over...Dont Look Back! Ill Raid for Lesisure!
N get 'Retinas Turned Up'...like text Gave A Seisure!
So Realise you -Not ON my Level-...-Switch you Off-
Levers put 'Toker In His Place'! ... just RIP N COUGH!!!

[TokingToker]

Originally Posted by Center

^aight gotta do it dud...

Watch how I -Clown- this N Tramp These Targets
Then 'Drop ya With a Line' like a Trampese Artist!
You Just -Cant Hang- Dude! Put ya On ya Back...
Then 'Drop Over Heads'...like a Crook On Crack!
Once it over...Dont Look Back! Ill Raid for Lesisure!
N get 'Retinas Turned Up'...like text Gave A Seisure!
So Realise you -Not ON my Level-...-Switch you Off-
Levers put 'Toker In His Place'! ... just RIP N COUGH!!!

You lack skill in lyrical combat
Your a waste like a fat crap
Best protect ya neck, it'll snap -
Like a rope, I'm hella dope
Wash ya mouth out with soap
Cause ya moms is broke
Can't afford toothpaste
Your bills are over late
So spit it I'ma wait

(Damn your good, but I might as well give it a try)

[Center]

^aye...

Persistence of form...Continuations...
Pure Writtens R Norm...Cons Tend Mutations...
Sure Bittens R Stormed...Wrongs Send Fued Nations...
Lure Kitten ConFormed...Long Bend Qued Patience...
Turds Fibbin A Dormed...Hung Hint, Sued Patients...
Kurd Riddin, Alarmed...Songs Fend, Mute Payments...

for fun...learn to count out your syllables after you write something, and perfect the sound of it. get used to letting your flow pattern run into another one. your stuff seems choppy at times, no hate.

[TokingToker]

^Woman.

Quit your bitchin
start listenin..
Go back to the kitchin


Haha kidding, but thanks for the tip.

[Chief Tokem]

Theres Way to much reading here, Ill have to do it some time later because theres lots of potential out there. From what i read so far, Backfromthedead has a tight flow, so plus rep to you.

[Bluntzilla420]

son, you dont know
how blazed i am
reppin the 313 with
mike, dizz, and big sam

i want food
but im out of luck
fuck pierce and allen
the celtics suck

[Dreadlocker]

i kill liars in songs and throw fire at blunts
sick on the snow with my style and stunts
L-B-S of the dro and 7-2-ohs spun front
dress to impress when im huntin for cunts
emcees's in a mess from my lyrical punts

[Dreadlocker]

bluntzilla you dont know me
u think i love to grow trees
but i just do it for the groceries
i got the most steez
and i boast these
skills, bluntzilla
im a real life killa n drug dealer'
most ill, im the mic stealer
And if u disagree
its history
not told like some holocaust mystery
cause its just bliss to me
2 rounds cause your dissin me
another non missed emcee
this is murder in the first degree
and i disperese the scene
leave it clean for the fbi
they wonder why
and wonder who
then they lay ya 6 feet under
i take the stage and sound like thunder
im filled with rage
and wisdom of the sage
i dont act my age
when i take the stage
and make a mess
blood spatters on the crowd
im roarin so loud it ripped your chest

[Center]

I Bust in the Spot...Guns in the Air...
"On the Ground BITCH!"...Rubin Her Hair...
then Dare to say...I got my -Rocks Off-
Cause this Crack Head Hoe wanted a Block Cock...
ok bitch...just give it to ya raw...
kinda like sushi dishes in the fog...
then smog the room up, Potent - Proud In Sprints...
Cause I deliver 'The Medals' more then Molten Talisments!

2 miniute keystyle...what up