Battle Raps

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You like new erra , you'll lose like white sox

Try to win like the red sox

What's up, what lines you got?

Use up the recycle bin, all the those lines are used up

They keep geting upset, that they handle the truth, you too wack

Every track you tried to rap sound worser than broken stereo..
 
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respect due

mad sick call me flu

drop jewel

you drop bull

ky repping

mic checking

hip hop beckons

time to start flexing

grab the backpack

murder it and dip like the zodiac

its an easy feat

your rhymes petit

spit rhymes that will ruin ur insides like bleach
 
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You not drunk but freestyle are sloppy
You think you funny, join the comedy channel
Okay not hear trying to hurt yo feeling, you ain't good
Yo own friend can beat you in rap with soap in his mouth
You will say my verse stink, smell who's breath is stinking
Get a breath ment, you might flow fresh, have a winter fresh
Now you flowing fresh, we all can freestyle, I won like Aurburn..
 
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Voice are speaking waiting to dropp an album
These feens on his boy worth then 40/40 club
They keep threating his boy freestyle and murk the beat
That hot single Kanye and Jay-z ham, murking those playboys on that intrumentals
Those crowds are come back on booth worser than er patient
There boy is more doctor to fix them up after surgery
They try to bite, they got caught worser than burgerly
Like Fbi player rapping over cop intro using that as instrumental
The battler is nice warm up, makes kriss kross wanna comeback for a remix
But you going backwards after for exchange, had to dropp something like award show...
 
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niggas wanna battle rap ha?
imma come in with them bars that'll make ya soul clap ha?
i dont even do this shit ha?
still flow like an oil slick ha?
Keystyle killin you bitches like Mike Vick ha?
say you run the IC too ha?
remember when that shotty had ya moms in the ICU ha?
niggas said my shit was wack ha?
only and last post in Roc the Mic so prepare for the fade to black brah
 
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Yo back the raps to attack
Jaws is always round, my raps
Attack before you rap
You wack like old mix track
But if I made in old mix track
I'm like Cutmaster C, I think you Envy
Leave you clue, I still listen to Clue and Envy
You wack..old track..call you a track.
 
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Yo pops mom duky, when they saw the bars from heaven
Release yo cowards like jails cells,
scoop you up throw you back in the jail cell
They want to hate the style, you got more kid in you
But the bars are not for play, you too comedy like Kid n play
You flow stinks, why dont you gargle a gallon of scope, then call yoself flow fresh
You think you great but you not Tony the tiger, get lost, because you being laughed at
And your jokes are never hired...please don't get emotional, like protected family, we need to take out of rehab..
 
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Tales from the crypt, you got scared, when told you can't rap

Yo you can't rap like final exam, yo style is failure

Yo threats are like get off the stage, you anit punishing kids

I'm too president, let's my krew show you how to rock the stage

You wacks stay out like bugs and flies, or I will call the terminex

Have them spray yal like terminator..good bye..My flow attacks like dinosuar T-rex..
 
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forget you leaving, I'm haunt you like gang of ghost
Talk that junk, I'm grab you like Marvle vs. Capcom
Defeat you like you toast, my punchlines are fireworks
I won like 4th of July, you got bogus rhymes, you want whut
Yo kid you can't win, they try to disrespect the man, I'm just
Embarrassing their plans, leave them red face, like I call them cowards..
 
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My girl's a crazy bitch hey, yo, I ain't messin'
I went down on her, did a bit of delicate-essen,
You may not think this is my actual,
Life but this is factual,
Maybe I'll write in a book, it be autographical,
I'm dyslexic so the text lacks capitals,
Crack the sternum and scapula by breaking the clavicle,
Your heart's palpable, I'll use a hand shovel and scalpel,
Grab it, and stab it, your death will be tranquil,
You'll be pretty fucking thankful that I didn't strangle you,
And smash your fucking fragile mandible,
That means a glass jaw, you'll look permanently in awe,
Your chin gave less resistance than Ohm's Law,
Speaking of jaws, how's Liz, is she on his,
Little wiz, bit it and turn him to a Ms.,
The dude used to have more hair than Castro,
He couldn't whip his hair back and forth because it was afro,
Now when he sings his voice is an alto,
Basically she just fucking mangled it, twisted and tangled it,
Now he'll need a plastic surgeon and a fucking ambulance,
Put together to mend it and make it better,
Cos his dick was grated like cheddar

His name is Lenny, and he is known as reviled,
The cops compiled, and filed his mild assault on a child,
His alias is Pete. O. File, from the Emerald Isle,
The style of someone on Jeremy Kyle,
His other is Moe Lester, the kids he loves to pester,
He hides a little wester than Leicester during the semester
 
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Dakari;2067637 said:
niggas wanna battle rap ha?

imma come in with them bars that'll make ya soul clap ha?

i dont even do this shit ha?

still flow like an oil slick ha?

Keystyle killin you bitches like Mike Vick ha?

say you run the IC too ha?

remember when that shotty had ya moms in the ICU ha?

niggas said my shit was wack ha?

only and last post in Roc the Mic so prepare for the fade to black brah

Playboy coming wit that Juvenile 400 Degrees flow...
 
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Took a day off, to be the best lover
Yesterday V-day, now back, so cowards give up
Delivering bombs like Moscow, knock you like pow wow
I'm like Rolando in game, you'll still see, Love kick crack
Like World Cup 2014, knowing I'm talking to you
Is Hot like Vick coming a free Agent, I been hunting you like an Eagle
You try to be evil, you couldnt come scary,if I threw Ketch up
In yo face, one snuff will leave you a bloody face, looking like Freddy Kueger
Wes Craven leave you horrofic, a bar for a bar leave you hallucination, like demon on yo shoulder.
 
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Yessir..Man it's a crime,

the way bullets take off from the red line like Dr J in his prime

Listen fam, i'll put you in ya grave man

and when bullets hit niggaz scream like Captain Caveman

I'm insane man, i flow insane man,

the way the 9 lifted his brain man u woulda thought it was a crane man

im just flowing tossing some rhymes from out the backwoods

leave u dead in the back of the woods, smoking backwoods, im dat good
 
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No hating the style
Just releasing the wild
Hope nothing happen, when I drop
A verse, not the best, but
Deliver war like dominos
Have you wreck in pieces like crumbs
My people eat you like delicious plate
They use to say you fake
But when you lose, you pretty real
Another m.c got ripped like you piece of cake
Like Nuggets and the Knicks, you lost the game
My score stays above 50, leave you higher in shame
Not only you lyrical insane, you stay wack as you maintain.
You can rhyme great, when comes to snackin you get baked
Like bag of potato chip, people watch you get ate.
 
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Happy b-day to J from the Bulls
I got 48 bars, to jump start like a symbol
My style is amazing like sportcenters
You guys who trying to ball, with Yal
Get benched, you too tired, you don't even deserve to ball
I recall, your moves are to played out
I'm something like Pippen, get blind, when I slam dunk
Your group still on my boy shorts, he makes beats,
You fall in love like jump shot block, I'm putting you down
Like the finals, my bars still Jordan of rap, your verse never scoring
I still listen to Jay, neva biting, maybe brough, make yal look different
Go back to school, learn the basics, then teach me how to punchline
Got you moving, ball stolen, ally oop, Love yal is always scoring..
 
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Don't get it confused, I'm not a rapper
May be an artist, you wack M.c try your hardest
You get emotional, forget that you rap
You should start singing, the ways my bars
Got you, uz light weight, yo written stories r old
You try to be a nascar how you tell it
Yo flow is homo, two lines will make you slow mode
This rap game will play you like an arcade
I read it, you got experienced, even if you came sarcastic
Uza basket, I keep dropping verse through the net, I got you like a practice.
 
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Rhyming, no losing

Slow timing these m.c

They get attacking

What they watching

Many fists and kicking

Call rhyme fighting

God striking

I'm punishing

Evil, wrong rumoring

You still losing

I Keep winning,

Defeating my bars

Is a mistaking

Forget your war-ing

Stop yo y-ing

You too boring

I use simple wordplay

I got no bars, I'm playing

You got luck, but not amazing

My Flow always blazing

Those wannabes keep trying..
 
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