There are too many amateurs on this board I need a legit challenge please... Fuck I'll even go first First come first to get served
Delsym, I'll rap battle you. What are the prerequisites? Your rules, I'll follow - spit it. Edit: I'll just go first Bro you all in my grill, fuck how ya feel, if you aint bout G's up Hoe's Down...; fuck it, I'm just keepin it real. Legislation wanna lie 'bout me on Capitol Hill, but if I go I'm wylin out just like ya boy Bill, just like I'm on them pills behind the steering wheel There's trouble when I thug 'em, mine spin like Sprewells, Suckas don't want none, don't play games - I'm no fun, Hoes - you know I'm hittin one, like father like son. *****s hatin on my pun, that's why I tote my gun, and it right by my side, like the whip I drive. My rhymes are like suicide, change up on a bitch like Jekyll and Hyde
Haha I had to make a buy and smoke it Rules- any number of bars No hard feelings Alright, let me put down for you son Why are you battling me? I've already won Its a battle not a freestyle, and you have no hope and you couldn't hang with me with 10 feet of rope I'm typing with one hand and the other hand is on my bong they call me nitroglycerin (an explosive) because I'm the bomb Spittin the truth like the Quaran, but cleaner than a pearl When I lyrically bust, I leave everyone happy, ask your girl and just in case you didn't know I got more rides than Disney World I should have known what I was facin' A bored loser who needs a f**king ocupation Call me lyrical ej*culation because I bring life to to my lines while you're stressing on what next to rhyme MCing? That's So me And I'm slamming on you like I was Kobe Delsym, the wrong guy to f**ck with, because I'm the lifeline that allows hip-hop to exist Call me the new Messiah, because I heal the lame but I'm wicked like the devil, and I drop unexpectedly like Middle Eastern planes When it's Chinese New year, you'll say "Gung Hay Fat Choy" which is really your excuse to touch Chinese boys So I kept my flow nastier than two girls one cup Now I hope you flow back instead of giving up You can't beat me, you'll never be on my level you have no hope like dropping the soap while standing in front of the devil Who's next?
checkk. every single bar on this page pretty pathetic while i drop heat, my lines pure poetic and you all just fake, i call you fully synthetic ima have you foolz diein like a diabetic in the e.R gaspin for a breath but you weak, go in to a cardiac arrest now you slowin down aint no runnin from death frail ass niqqaz just get put to rest my lyrical ability ill, call me blessed like i said before ur lines elementary at best considering my flow spectacular yesssss get at me
So how ya feel wit ya Mammy on the front row, the whole church contact off the gun smoke game over like flip, *****, check mate, It aint a game, why ya livin for the street fame? I can make you famous on the News, now they know ya name White shirt wit ya face, ringin church bells Aint nobody ridin for ya cuz this shit real, so keep it in the streets and we can get it on cuz I aint never been the type to get slid on. Real talk, have you layin in the white chalk - the yellow tape have ya neighborhood roped off, I play it raw behind the ski mask - I dont get soft. I hear ya lookin for me, but you dont really want it, I got some two twenty three's witcha name on 'em and you gon' fix that wherever dis ***** catch you at, I call it choppa sunsplashh, leave them pistols wet
Whose next??? You haters slanderin my name, but you makin it worse, the aftermath is you bitch*****s ride in a hearse, the aftermath is a ***** layin 6 in the dirt, im like a lifestyle *****, like pussy I burst, so screamin, "Get ya game up" as I rip this verse, screamin, "Get ya cash up" as I spit this verse, Im yung n thuggin plus I'm gutta like that Hot Boy, Turk I got stripes in the street cause I done put in work. Dont hate me, hate the Lord, cause the Lord I love, made me a real ***** not a studio thug got a message for you pussy*****s: Get it in blood Meanwhile Antigone aint showin no love
since i stepped in you lames already knew it was miami i was reppin and im just keepin it right not real my record got more deaths then kill bill my words make you freeze up and hold still im just battling you foolz for a cheap thrill i mean i call it whateva i mean i ball cuz im betta betta then all you fake battle rapper pretenders no matter your gender, dude just remember i'll make any fake lame quit and surrender my verses alone will liquify you like a blender then chug it down like an alcoholic, call me bender i am on my futurama shit and im that dude that yo mama wit and i swear your whole verse made me laugh to be honest, it was just plain ol' bad talkin bout nitroglycerin, its like trust me man aint nobody listenin that line was just a plain eyesore if that went public the result would be war ppl be screamin "delsym why you gotta rap for?!" i coulda been the ghostwriter that you can afford with you so called whips, more like honda accords cuz you must be asian spittin your asian words when i read that bar i was like this dude obsurd that hasss to be the lamest line i ever heard
You got bitch in ya blood, give me 50 feet, head shots, blood clots if you testin me I'm in the hood where them goons and them gangstas be, you look good on a shirt saying "Rest in Peace" so man up *****, I'm guarranteed to smash, leave burns on ya ass like a diaper rash, fuck who ya been, a product of ya ghetto past, I'm the young franchise like the Dallas Mavericks, I'm the bastard who ya got ya nuts crossed off, I'm the same ***** who got them stacks involved, From the streets to the beach, we be gettin on, and I been thuggin before them crackas made stryofoam - So gimme the chrome, better yet, gimme the mac and watch me knock a ***** whole chest out his back - you say you bustin when ya see me, i aint known to go back, I go hard in the paint, you can call me Shaq
fuck it, since i killed delsym i guess ur next you talkin like a gangsta but dont even get respect my bad folk, but my lines pretty complex and if you respond buddlove gon be breakin necks straight showin no mercy you soft dude your first name prolly percy a lonely outcast, nothing more then a slave pretty soon you gonna be posted in your grave how are you even online if you live in a cave i bet you lookin like a bum who dont even shave when you dropped that first verse, dude you just blew it how is that possible, even a caveman can do it
listen kid this is muthafuckin business this rap shit a race and im about to win this dude you just lame, your lines i deminish you aint gon respond by the time i finish i promise i got this wit ya pre written shit i promise its obvious so just get the fuck and bounce you lightweight cuh i call you an ounce and haterz gon hate cuz im in first place keep talkin shit, its another murda case and you wont do shit if i took yo chick in front of yo click cuz you just a bitchhh and nothin moreee plus she a whoree so i dont a really give a muthafuck got some head and she up out my truckkk now on my way, swervin to da bank fly dime ridin shotgun servin up my drank
Yo this just a message: Any ***** ya name - I'll kill em Any ***** ya bring - I'll kill em From his waist to his face I'll split 'em, I aint kiddin.... Time to clean up .... Now to the rap: Now if you want it wit Antigy, then just come n get it, I aint hard to find, somewhere burnin in the city, so if you comin my *****, then dont be bullshittin, I'm tryina hit ya and make it to where ya Mammy feel it, A real G, you a O.B. just pretendin, I'm out on bond and STILL I keep the 40 wit me, and I aint friendly so I dont fire wit pussy*****s, so don't speak or I'm liable to slap one of you *****s.... I got a choppa wit 50 so ***** keep playin, and its whatever in MyCity so keep playin, I hate you *****s who rap like you done did something, know a ***** done come to the light knowin ya aint did nothing, I'ma expose the Hoe in all you Fuck Nyggas, and keep steppin down on ya ass like I'm supposed to NGGGGA
fool you lame you aint with the gunplay you a bitchmade flame fuck with buttplay with the big talk like you really hood talk that shit in person i wish you would get set straight like a bitch yeah ho you should you a just a fake wannabe rapper from nebraska im spittin with the ill flow and so much fasta trust me bitch if we met believe i'll blast ya cremate ya body yeah ho i'll ash ya throw your ho ass remains in a antpile cmon dude try to spit some shit worthwhile cuz you remindin me of cheddar bob from 8 mile
Now whose next? Runnin this thread I'm finna shit on all you nyggas, I'm callin out all you nyggas..... I'm bout dat murda man and its whatever ***** and we can get it how ya want it you can truss it ***** the city slums is where im from, the bottom boy, runnin ya mouth'll catch ya mouth a few hollow points i make it hard for you to swallow boy, bitch ass *****, you pussy and u sweet like an almond joy, i'll put it on stacks, i'll take ya life from ya keep the burna close to me; we can run it how ya wanna run it...... from the streets to the beach I keep it G code, from the straps to the wraps I rip you *****s a new asshole chasin this cash flow, money - the florida scope, from the deepest part of the dirty where *****s show they asshole I'm in the A wit some real O.G's shawty, slimey and grimey I don't fuck wit O.B's shawty, move aside, I got a choppa wit a beam on it, and you can truss that, it's how it's goin down from MyCity to GrassCity
................................why you watchin a *****, like I look familiar, pussy ***** I aint friendly, You dont know me, and I dont know you, and fuck ***** I aint tryin to, whatever you get on your mind - you can get it off, cuz aint nothin ova here sweet dawg, now dont lose ya life playin, thinkin this ***** playin, so lemme tell ya again ***** I aint friendly
hahahaaa you blind niqqa IM runnin this grasscity rap shit specially with fakes like you nothing more then a bitch you prolly from florida but no where near dade come round here and i'll show you how we play have you cryin like a bitch like "its time for to me pray" trust me i'll murk you and your set its fuckin 305 dade county the city i rep take yo life no hesitation and yeah you can bet fill you up with slugz with a fresh tek means it got no bodies but you the first yet and i just came here but im already the king slayin you lames already became a daily thing i'll kill you, your crew and any niqqa you bringggg you aint runnin shit
Looks like I missed alot while I was out I like this thread keep it expanding and start censoring out some of your curse words so that you don't get banned. Just some friendly advice "You got bitch in ya blood, give me 50 feet, head shots, blood clots if you testin me I'm in the hood where them goons and them gangstas be, you look good on a shirt saying "Rest in Peace" so man up *****, I'm guarranteed to smash, leave burns on ya ass like a diaper rash, fuck who ya been, a product of ya ghetto past, I'm the young franchise like the Dallas Mavericks, I'm the bastard who ya got ya nuts crossed off, I'm the same ***** who got them stacks involved, From the streets to the beach, we be gettin on, and I been thuggin before them crackas made stryofoam - So gimme the chrome, better yet, gimme the mac and watch me knock a ***** whole chest out his back - you say you bustin when ya see me, i aint known to go back, I go hard in the paint, you can call me Shaq" That was pretty raw kid way to step it up. I'll drop tomorrow because I'm doing another pickup tonight. Btw whoever said they killed me hadn't
lol none of that shit apply to me lame, fuck outta here wit ya prewritten shit cant drop 1 dope verse so you gotta drop like 5 shitty ones YOU LOST.
Lol real talk antigone you need more hard hitting lines and your lines do seem prewritten... no offense or anything