Back from the dead, haha, more like smacked in the head I'm a pyscho crazy nut, I'll slice your stomach and spill your guts Pop three rounds while you screaming on the ground You can't talk no more when you dead You cant walk no more when you dead This is the shit, this is melee, this is new jersey, go back to LA Mic is smoking, better spit it before you choking.
Oh no tokingtoker thinks he can rap but It took him half n hour to write 7 lines of crap! you get stoned alone alot, and this I'm sure My hooks are a lure, my rap is more mature and your messing with the wrong rapper I'll smack ya faster than you can smack me, your rap is tacky people read that shit and can only say exactly! I'm not here looking for your appeal, this is just to see if these potheads can see the real.
dog, you don't want beef it's bad for your cholesterol Your a bitch like a christmas tree, I come up and hang my balls. Now bitch, your watching me stomp you, look what 5 bucks at the dollar tree got you I don't smoke alone, But I talk to your mom at night over the phone. Your raps mature, bitch don't make me roll on floor Potheads see all the real, cause I'm coming for the steal My fists will swarm, you'll think its a fucking thunderstorm n!ga in the hype todays the first day of the rest of your life as a regular joe, with a regular flow So I'll take a big mac no pickles and a regular coke.
Shit you think you the big deal? I will eat you up like a fucking meal! Take your ass down and make you look like a clown. And once you see, just who I be, Shit will stick to your head and torment you till you dead. so show me your best cuz you wont pass this test.
Oh no, look Get this kid a fucking happy meal So i can get back to robbing his stereo Take your test, shit man you already know I'm the best Talkin to a straight up pyscho I'll blow your brains out and eat them like its stew But you wouldn't know since your lyrics make you sound like your two So eat that happy meal and come back when you for real.
TokingToker has potential but its filler, Bullshit, acting like killer, like you pull quick its just foolish spit, your shit Right now- your probably falling down a ladder don't waste your lungs when theres no rungs its just splatter! glad this isn't live you spit so much bullshit when you pass it back I gotta wipe off the mic cap And I don't like that cocky rappers get it the worst and I'll be leaning over you asking if it hurts when it happens your not rapping, its more like slacking its got me laughing talking about new jersey and LA what you trying say? I'm from Canada, eh!
This kid has game, but not enough, I'll put him to shame I'm a serial killer master material thriller If you say I'm fake you... must be baked! Your head is wack, oh gee... you smoking that crack? He's from canada, saying hes a rapper But they still call the toilet a crapper. I asked for a big mac and a coke You ain't even get it, your a fucking joke I bet he's tired from working at mcdonalds And wonders why he still lives with his mama With all those clothes on I bet this motherfucker looks like osama. You know I'm street I pack heat longer than shaqs feet You already know you got your ass beat So why dont you take a seat?
Well Im impressed with what you had just written My interview at Mcds is tomorrow but I'm already sitting And all the clothes I'm wearing , I wear cuz I got no heat Its pretty shitty in my city now who's the one thats street Oh and I live at my pops, but hes never hear, plus he lets me grow my crops! and we both brew beer I have nothing to fear Most poeple don't shit about my country come here to fight me and you'd freeze solid before you punched me dress you like a girl do your hair with scrunhy Call me a the Crazy Canadian Pot Junky I spit no Bullshit, my methods remain funky Your lucky, that you haven't mad me mad I get glad by making others sad - See that shovel in my trunk? No its not for snow, its for stupid rapping punks!
Your smoking weed when you ain't got heat No wonder your ass is street Living in your home must be beat This guy takes rhymes from commercials No wonder why hes a fucking emo, all anti social We got a white boy trying to rap But he fucks his sister, this motherfuckers wack Crazy lunatic trying to rap better than me He does heroin with a spoon and bic Your probably as skinny as a stick I won't need to punch you when I hit you with a brick.
Did I make you upset? Your lack of self respect is a direct indication that your hatin on me cuz I write intelligent rap, what the fucks up with that? And what commercials, I don't watch TV I don't have cable so wheres your ryhmes from... G? listen to me, your making idle threats You got terrats? Yeah I'm skinny, and I guess you got breasts? tell me again, who is the best? How'd you know I'm white? check my profile cuz you ran out of stuff to write? All the while super sucking on your pipe Nervous you will loss this battle, hands shaking while you type I got you right? Your just like that - you can't dis on matt You say what you say and then I say fuck that! Top it, but don't go off topic Your gonna choke soon and theres no way to stop it.
Why wouldnt I hate When it takes you 20 minutes to think and write Do you really think I'd know if you were white Of course! Cause you cant even fucking rap straight Your rhymes are cheesy, your flow is easy So why dont you take a step back and please exscuse me Hell yeah I got breast, I'm touching your womans chest I can smoke on my pipe, cause I can make my money I'll pay your girl to lick it, I'll be like, go ahead honey! You see this between my index and ring? It's my bird, thats what I think about all your words You couldnt crush me, you cant even touch me You just love me.
I see why you think I rap simple I'm to advanced, and you can't read! But I don't need to justify why You suck So I separate my ryhmes so your little mind won't get stuck Besides I'm not saying I'm the best but you are, blind just like the rest lets go get a second opinion cuz we've been rapping and shit but we both think we are winning I think its clear who has more good stuff even a retard could rap like hes all tough your a big bluff I'm guessing your under twenty Cuz your not just saying stupid shit, your giving us plenty Do remember in my first verse? about how long it took you to write back Don't give me no crap about 20 minutes fucking forget it if this is all I was doing tonight that would be pathetic What you up too?
Shit I think you just have no idea. Hell is the place i'll cya. After I take you out 1, 2 shots no doubt cuz my hands be to quick for ya And deep down you know you don't have it in ya to really see what's in my head, and with that being said, I will leave this thread, cuz really I think it's for special ed.
Ayo alice, please go back to wonderland i dont really mean to diss you and i hope that you will understand but cat your wack rap is givin me a heart attack you can't rip on the mic without the skills you lack and whenever i smoke blunts, im always the one that rolls i like cash in my pocket but i keep it out my bowls i dont want to have to stomp you pussy ass weasles cause me and my dude picked up an 8th of diesel and shit is lemon fresh its got me stoned off my ass but still fresh enough to kick a freestyle and relax...
if you wanna battle ill make yo head rattle and leave you without a paddle while im learnin how to saddle your mom. Pt 2.- if you think that your the best then you should retake the test cause i got A's in the mail and all you did was fail so imma have to pay your bail since youll be in jail and yo mommas broke and your friends still choke when they smoke the green yadadamean? 3- your still a rookie think its cool to play hookie just go become a bookie and ill be bringin in some nookie grow upchuck and i dont mean vommit gimme a target and imma bomb it ..:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-comfficeffice" /> you need some more cocoa butter to wipe on your head i dont know what goes on in there you might awready be dead! cuz you donno how to grow and you roll reallllly slow hah tryin to dis your only bro for dolla yo ass will blow! like the big bad wolf tryin to get some sausage. are you even black cause you dont got a 6pack mabey of some smirnoff bitch you got better grammer than webbster you shoot a free throw like shaq your getto game is whack and hey fool i am a cloud and you are not at my level my truck is gettin loud your still dancin with tha devil your only check is wellfare and child support while i cash my paycheck and light up a newport jk ciggs are bad and so is the pope down with dope, N up with hope SIKE im white to the bone got a bad bitch on tha phone your momas on the other line screamin come home! im uncomfortable sittin on this throne jus blew 2 bleezies to the dome and hey ya guess what its exactly what you got you might of forgot that you dont smoke pot and i hold a lot make your brain rot my rhymes are sooper dooper you carry a pooper scooper cause your rhymes are shit leave a taste in ma moth make me wanna spit like your girl and yo momma im osama and imma bomma when you feel like hustlin gimme a call cause i run track and can find the 8ball i got a motor yo ass got a bike my ass needs a mic. your girl is a dike? keep watchin "like mike" i hate when you say mac cause i never know if its the one with n'cheese on the pack or the big one that comes with fries and a drink you need a bowflex lookin like a burnt up trex without the teeth and claws your just to damn soft went on a diet but i see your off your moms callin bye "cough cough" get some new rhymes cause youve commited some crimes. you said the same shit in our battle your like a baby with a rattle. i hope you realize that your rhymes are real lies. you need to recognize that i got you beat deja vu? exactly, this shit is a repeat so go ahead and plead defeat get on your knees, off of your feet. and do what you do best you failed your first test cause you got caught for piracy a battle between you and me? we know what the outcome will be. im gonna put it plain and simple your set is fake you might be baked go ask god to forsake because imma earthquake your just a mistake im munchin on some pancakes while your writing down my lines i know your fate i finish my plate and wipe my face your a disgrace please stop rappin cause im tired of trappin you in your lies tummy full of pies and a heart full of tries you need a better disguise if you dont wanna get caught for stealin my plot your rhymes will rot charles stop stealing my words yuor being a pretender get real be you it took you an hour to reply now im gonna make you cry lay in some grease your bout to fry your frontin like your hard but you still got your v-card and your rhymes are from a retard gonna call me queer you take it in the rears after a couble beers from one of your peers somethins in your eye, i think its a tear you need to realize im your biggest fear sorry but your still not real cause your still tryin to steal first you need to learn how to deal. cause nickle and dimes is chump change your house is a dump make it go bang bang. hah you about to fall to your knees cause i am a wall pay your fees dont try to ball pretty please ill leave tracks on your face cause im running you over im winning the race you need a 4 leaf clover i set the pace you follow like rover just like a dog you still lost in that fog? cause your not catchin up im ready to dine your like a little pup and i am a k9 i leave you behind eating my dust blame it on rust im a vetren dont try to bust bye bye dont try and fly cause noone will sigh your goin to jail cause you committed suicide and you owe me for the ride leave with some pride im not on your side atleast you tried?
Yo Ruse don't read shit that bitch MCs spit, you might as well quit if you ain't legit rep GC with the shirt on my back don't fuck with yay and I don't smoke no crack but as a matter of fact I'm an addict used to have 14 Neville's growin' in the attic my blazing, dude it's anything but sporatic I got drug tests, I make sure I get my practice back on topic, what was it? I don't know, I forgot it well fuck it, let the rhymes pile up like tears in a bucket if it was a crime to rhyme I'd be doin made time because I learned from Sage, Immortal, and Sublime if it wasn't legit to spit you'd get community service I got rhymes so pricey I buy rap insurance what time is it? can't tell I've been rappin' a spell ain't got no records to sell and I'm tired as hell bitch you take the mic and let me hit this L
Some of you guys are pretty good, dead, ruse, clipse As for the battle with me and back, idk who wins so like he said someone else should pick. Anyone else want to pull me out, give me your beat. Alice.. Look at this guy making 3 stories of crap somebody give this guy a hard wakeup slap oh no wait! somebody take that back! Chop his fucking head off put it in your house for a memory of a fucking retard this guy makes 50 cent look like a hero ill put a whole entire bet of zero On this white rapping robert de niro. PS everyone knows a rap battle is a minute So what were you thinking with those extra 40 minutes