Dude, wut? I think you need to take a step back and shut the fuck up, "Cat, rat, bat, put a hat on a fat mat" you the type to call this a rap, You need to leave this bitch with your double spacing and bad grammar before I pop you with a cap, You're Sipping on your mothers milk bags, slag hag, dude, that was a whack shag, Blagging that your better and make the hoes wetter, you're lagging, Bragging bout some shit, I couldn't even be arsed to read it all, Got an army of dead, millions, lead it all, Feed it all, soul of the living, don't give a fuck about the shit you're giving, Back the fuck up, bitch, you coming in as a newb, Bring your self back when you've grown your first pubes,
You're Trying to Make it look like You're writing more than You actually are Stop acting like you still got bars, Why do you always end your stuff with completely unrelated shit? "Learn something", "Check mate bitch", how bout you suck a dick, prick? Go back to school you little bitch, keep playing duck, duck goosie, I'll be banging your girl in front of you shouting "FUCK HER RIGHT IN THE PUSSY", Take a step back, your rhymes are whack, spack, writing single word lines, Your shit forever declines, should be fined for the shit you spit, it really is a crime, 270 posts, more than half of them have been rapping, I'll be with girls while you sit back fapping, "Bitch!" *Smack*, that's me bitch slapping, Get your bitch to come like a dog, snapping, fingers, clapping, bondage, wrapping, vampire, strength drain, sapping, You really aren't giving me anything to come back against, it's all disorganised shit so I'm just left to insult you, Lyrical schizophrenia, assault you, faulting you because your shit is revolting, dude, Come with a decent verse that isn't bulked out, and I'll lyrically rape you so hard you'll be shouting "Where's the fucking lube!!"
It's the magnificent rap villain been past illin since last scribbling words A fat whiff of the herb got him feeling a tad different about your pack's fickle concerns Smash ignorant nerds get your camp killed in a blur when the cash trickles But with stacks still in reserve I'm kicked back chilling a turn It's time you switch tactics, that bitchassness couldn't be more obvious Plus the way you rhyme's in weak form and needs more polishing Keep talking kid, I bring in heat storms when XT forms Optimus Beat me? You're on the same shit that did Philip Seymour Hoffman in And what about the mad bitches you get? Cause half of the time I cant tell it's a chick Dressed in rags smelling like piss, grill mad dented and shit Face peppered with zits and she Jack Skellington thick
Villain of illin? Step to my prison, I'm changing directions, call me the mast-er, you know I'm a mizzen, Prophecy of world domination, snap out of the vision, Better step back, ground roiling from the dead the have risen, Causing a schism, better step back before you go anaphylactic, Taking drastic measures, I'll melt you like plastic, Your methods drastic, trying to bring guns, know I've got bulletproof armour, Shoot me in the chest, ricochet, straight between your eyes, definition of karma, Talking smelling of piss bitches like you know it, You put your dick in anything that doesn't move, feel the need to use your seed, sow it, Jizz in your hands and throw it, the nearest chick gets a face full, Your methods distasteful, your face is disgraceful, Bout to divide your head down the middle like 1950's racial, Killing you, like it's serial, Bitch your arse is a walking specimen jar for diseases, venereal, Destroy you while your wounds are cloying from sick lyrics I'm employing, Toying with forums with random lyrics, big guns and ones I'm not deploying, Slide in, smooth as butter, you speaking guttural, lyrics from the gutter, I cause hearts to flutter, you cause people to mutter, Talk behind your back, I speak up front to you, butt chump, did I fucking stutter?! Chainsaw in one hand, call me a nutter, mask on my face, meat cleaver in my other, My arms made of iron, your legs made of rubber, Your brains turn to flubber, I chop your head off, leave your corpse in a classroom to be discovered
alright bro i will admit that u got me there im not much of a freestyler im more of a write and edit kinda guy And plus im to drunk to rap lmao
Aha xD It was pretty good, just sort of needed to be squished together more and it would've been better I do write and edit some stuff, but it never gets posted on here, I might have to start bringing some of it out because I've fucked my arm somehow and it hurts to type :/
See I'm intricate with this, you're a prissy little bitch, Some limp dick hick spitting Copenhagen dips, Couldn't give two shits about the life that you live, You're styles the cob webs i mopped up up under my fridge, New crib. Ripping shit cause you're loose lipped, my quick Witt's throw fists that hit and leave Epiphany's toothless, I'm ruthless, bigger than an oak You're a toothpick, My roots run deep unleash an feast on humans Suck you're brain out you're skull like on Starship Troopers, Ain't a move that you can make that ain't gonna make you a loser, Take a kit Kat i feel bad peel that and swallow, Little Razer in the candy solve you're talkative problem, Trick or treat black jacket with the Painty hoe's on us, If you Snicker give ya Good an Plenty Banana clip Runt's, No body likes them ones, lol Light you up like my blunts, Flicking ashes on your carpet while I'm fucking your mom, She's fun, I could write a 16 in the time it takes you to shit, I think you've been retarded since age Six. Real shit.
It's God Almighty, coming in, scoring threes like hat trick, You looking for prayers, "Umm, is this God? I could use some he-" NOOO THIS IS PATRICK! Volume of the voice shouting "GET BACK TRICK!" Can't handle shit at its fullest, too sick like two bricks of glue shit, Red pill, blue pill, pick a hand, choose it, Blue pill, you looking for an easy way to explain the nuances of the brain, I pick the path of torture, murder and strife, any other path to me is fuckin lame, Why you wanna remain in the shaddows, annonymous, no fame, No shame, I'll go in on a paralysed cripple, Sporting twenty malformed nipples, I chuck lyrical stones, causing a ripple, All you cause is toilet splash, spitting toilet trash, words so brash, Meeting with the eloquence of mine, will surely clash, bash, smash and flash, Sparking up as I thrash you, dash you, toss like a skimming stone, Shouting "Get the fuck outta here" like you're in a no-swimming zone, So go home, you can't step to man, trying to come up in his territory try and take his throne, Bitch you ain't got shit, thinking of reasons you didn't come back, Lyrical flack, take it to the head, Only reason I'm here is because I'm the God of Death, and all your shit's dead.
Flow might be off trying to get it quick with no beat, give the punchlines a chance though . Yo girl like crime-stoppers, used to getting anonymous tips, I gave her a INCH, and that bitch took a mile and swallowed the dick, You couldn't follow my script, Always bring the light like Apollo n shit, Demolish a fifth and wear a red shirt down the block of the crips, start pissing on trucks and honda civics, cause i get what i want like a blonde with big tits, catch the name in tabloids and on the tidbits, Moms try to keep my sound out there kids ears like damn ear wigs, I think its pure bliss the way the take me super serious like man bear pig, I'll promise i'll stop talking to your girlfriend, hit it from the back and run, thats a smashed rear end, I Can see right through you and it looks like a clear win, I get real turn up like i can't hear it, My weed stay kosher i'm smoking holy spirit, You can get it, yeah i sell it, Celibate no fucks given at any second, no drama but always reckless, ya'll pretentious and i'm the fundamentalist to bring a hell of a twist than a game of twister with contortionist, Killing kids they call me The Abortionist , Four horsemen with an endorsement to get morbid equipped with more swords than a hundred war lords, not born rich but now the money come through the floor boards, oh no!! gotta stop now before i go in forever.
Never know when i be spitting them rikishy submissions, get a whiff sniff the gift of untreated aggression, Give you Festered infections from my rectum compressions, Just a Breath will leave ya wheezing with a Dreadful expression, I'm a lyrical weapon on this medicinal medicine, Give em Pessimistic vision's with the rhythmical penmanship, Perfectionist, slice your head and perfectly sever it, I'm that guy that's driving drunk an flying past you at 70. The enemy, all up in your face like there's ten of me, Blasphemy, you're secret pink pussy anatomy, The Travesty, we all thought you fingered your ass cheeks, Track meet's to fast beat's bitch you ain't gonna pass me! Switch the technique while I beat up my foes, Bitch i beat the game on expert never used a cheat code, Your hoe's obese but claims she's just big boned, How many drinks you think it'll take to make Shamoo explode! Lets vote, Them rum and cokes got her bloated and crampy, Now you're handling the pamphlets in the tampon section, Like damn you flexing, lol Must be somebody famous, 2 Tampax in your hand wearing bod man fragrance. I don't see you on my map cause you ain't part of the legend, Pull the lever on the piece now you a produce vegetable, Smoking heavy kief while watching Roku channels, Bitch i wrote this no beat half a sleep with a sandwich.
Aha, I'ma flame ya like a flamer, flame thrower, flame glows, ah, game throw, score threes, Bottle rockets and catapults slinging sprockets, it's shockingly destructive, killing you and all your "G"'s, Step back like bitch please, you ain't got lyrics like these, come in big balls swinging, You got old man balls, and "swag", balls and jeans hanging to your knees, Pull a trigger, squeeze, pulling efforts off effortlessly, all steeze, all ease, all breeze, You come in, fill that with sleeze, food on your sleeve where you have problems eating, "Special" my arse, you're just retarded, need to take a shower, you smell like shit masked by fabreeze, "Achoo", sneeze, phlegm up, green, on your daddies dick while you're down on your knees, Bitch, leave, before I reeve your head and leave your head giving head, chopping off all heads, down by your knees, OR NAH! Hot lyrics like a sauna to blow your head like a sawnoff, Tornoff, clothes, you're born of, hoes, stop scrounging on my yard before I get the hose, Get the hose before bros, bros'll break your nose, whatever goes flows from the nose, blood, Causing pain like stepping on legos, you've lost, better let go, heat causing you to sweat, yo, Get low, hit the deck when the guns flare, Don't stare at me, I'm shining so bright I leave you with sun glare.
Lmao! Leave me with sun glare?.... Oh im scared! Did Theo Huxtable write you're rhymes for some bus fair? Here let me throw on my shades... Really no change, Except now I'll beat you looking like I'm Nicolas Cage, Why's everything you say sound gay and off topic, You rhyme steeze with breeze and ease and think Hey! I got it! Bitch let me drop you some knowledge, Cause when it comes to this hobby, I'm like Snoop Dogg with Instagram, I'M ALWAYS FUCKING ON IT. So don't be coming at me snapping like you even beat me once, I know you copy all my flows and post in forums that others run, I got 50 Different styles and 6 notebooks filled up, You know 50 different guys that like there whole throat filled up, Ain't a folk tale bra, We all know it's your true path, You Limey Lobsterback Git, it's spelled ASS not ARSE! Welcome to america the scandalous streets, Sounds like your gonna need some Crest white strips for them teeth. Peace.
All you busy bees humming an buzzin lookin like mysteries. imma a make it crystal clear to ya, i solve problems with solvent to cases of hysteria. I relax patients with ease of my anastasia. You'll think im cracken back to ya, when my waves make ships lean, leavin you seasick with disbulimia. Disbelief is what your dreaming of, or second best your less than guests in my cinema. I pin it up, simple it is you get the picture, no remorse for your sins is what i gift to the, winner of whatever seams to gleam the brightest. And only on that day will the flame reignite us.
White strips, I don't think so, get it done professionally if I need to, You should've taken the multiple warnings you didn't heed, dude, Fuck you up like you're on speed dude, leave you floundering in the deep, Your rhymes are small, insignificant, petty and weak, It's ARSE you fucking cretin, we invented this language, that's why it's called ENGLISH, you uncultured swine, Trying to rhyme, But you can barely string a coherent sentence together, Whatever, you've got 6 notebooks! AHA, more like kids colouring books, Shit! I offended you, sorry, how do I cheer up an American? Oh yeah! Summon the cooks! Ahaaaa, bout to turn up, fuck this shit up, kicking off in this shit, The weed leave me high as fuck, confidence, slide in, Mr Stealyogirl stealing yo bitch, Catching you like a MouseTrap, Guess Who? Mr Manopoly play poker, take the house back, Play a dirty house track, everybody jumping about like they fucked up on acid, Take their keys, jump in the 'rari, 140 then crash it, Mash it, step out like the fucking Terminator, God Almighty here bout to terminate ya, determined hate ya, aggrivate and abreviate ya, Alleviate ya of your weed, no need, come in, pistol whip take your shit to get rid of your greed, Follow my creed like I'm an assassin, but really I'm just mashing and thrashing your face, bashing, Knife to your throat, leave it torn open, slashing, blood flows, splashing, Grab a hammer, work on your knees, smashing, Giving you a verbal lashing, whip you with my sylables, You should know I don't torture, I give you a silent death when you least expect it, So you shouldn't take it literal because my rage is visceral,
What up MadLibz, Ya got fast lips but still slip like a bad transmission, See a bitches disposition still emits from you're vision, color sequences similar to dreams in bed stream your head with plenty food for thought, But who's to stop me sneaking in with sharpened Freddy Krueger claws. Move reality's walls, Till space an time and you and I are one divine. A confined piece of time just to rewrite existence, Then I'd lie in the lines and say you never existed. The truths a bitch isn't it.
I actually laughed pretty hard when you said "summon the cooks" lol ain't that the truth. Ill get back at you later though"arsehole" lol
Aha, at least you can actually have a laugh about it and don't get so sensitive over everything, some people when you get into battle raps just get so offended by everything :/
Yo How you stepping in this forum Tryna mess with a soldier, Only trigger you gonna squeeze is on an Xbox controller, Man I never need to practice the flow, You're overrated, Toe to toe i throw like Eskimo Joe in Django, That's a fight to the Angel's, An a fist fulla pain pills, Bitch I'm Higher than them monkey's suffocated for brain cells, Baked till my face melts, you still ain't rolled a J right, Your best attempt looked like an impregnated pen spliced! Switch out the lane peel then feel the heat burning, Imma Mercenary furnace 3rd degree to my opponents, Smoke you like my roaches long tokes from bong openings, Just going through the motions that i know y'all been noticing. Get at me.
I'm like Putin, taking over Ukraine, But I'm psychological nerve agent, take over your brain, Take over a crane, drop tonnes on you, squished by my lyrics, Mind over matter, but I drop matter on your mind, get crushed, it's simple physics, Rar, coming in, killing him, punching with lyrics like Mayweather crossed with Eminem, Look at them, everybody getting on a hype like I'm bout to start tossing cash, Gather them in a room and start tossing grenades, flash, bang, Got an odd life, odd future, golf, wang, Wolf, gang, rapping better than all of odd future and taylor gang, combined, Whip out a dictionary, start throwing words at me, genius, words get defined, Your card gets declined, you need to start ballin, I'm jumping out a plane with no chute, free fall, Free ball, can't find underwear big enough to fit my huge testicles, Knocking one bitch over, the rest'll fall, sheep in a herd, skittles in a bowling alley, Like bowling, three fingers give her more whoremones than a fucking tranny, Fucking grannies, not being funny, you'd stick your dick in bugs bunny, To be fair, we've all wanted to fuck Lola Bunny, Natalie Dormer looks exactly like her buts what's the chance of that happening? Guess we just got to content ourselves with the fappening, Got of topic, I'm the prophet, I'm the God, I'm the sausage, I'm all things, all things are me, Bitch, next time you come, remember I'm a fucking deity.
Im spittin bars in my due time as my soul placement foiled in soil basins do incline For the meantime im still enthrilled and cashing all of these cheques From bullet casings to cases of special affects blessed with potential distress mixing and dishing disrespect to keep fellows in check, i keep em questioning there desire to live, pullin their brain back flippin their lids giving these kids something to play back to factual disses reminiscing on why they actually missin, Facts are tactfully given by presence of another division within my essence ill leave you evidentfully listed on a visage to many messages to this god to get what you Want when you spit off to what you see when you lift off to another galaxy. So spit your writtens and keep playin to the past threats, to many dummies infront me causing trainwrecks, erecting plausible causes for unknown mundanes your thoughts a process of just another crash test