Battle Raps

[thedesolateone]

Hold on, wait; I can't go the distance?
I'm bout to lap you up and the whole IC's the witness
You see I'm about business so fake niggas can't feel this
But know I'm the realest; you got a fitted cap? I peel this
So don't ask why when they chant Rigga be's the realest
--Rigga

and rarely licenced burners bang
corny named rappers burn in flames
wack to measure grams nowadays to earn a name
not real just real dumb get a real job
or be a real bum a million niggaz
claim they the realest somebody's lying
more fiends than dealers who buy it somebody tries it
dead or in jail either way you get your behind lit
your just a cowardly gay crackhead liar that denies it
they cant feel shit cause ya cant spit
you got no aim im unplugged
get off the microphone i bloody your speakers
giving you the beats if you amp it
leave you in sleepin bags dead tired
forget campin
rain of bullets break through walls,ceilings and roofs
fake niggaz are realer than you
asks your moms after i finish penetration while youre in your room masturbating
i father you then son you but my real genes skipped a generation

 

[RiGGA]

corny named rappers burn in flames

wack to measure grams nowadays to earn a name

and rarely licenced burners bang

not real just real dumb get a real job

or be a real bum a million niggaz

claim they the realest somebody's lying

more fiends than dealers who buy it somebody tries it

dead or in jail either way you get your behind lit

your just a cowardly gay crackhead liar that denies it

they cant feel shit cause ya cant spit

you got no aim im unplugged

get off the microphone i bloody your speakers

giving you the beats if you amp it

leave you in sleepin bags dead tired forget campin

Yo saw on some real shit how do you think I've been doing so far? I only started rapping in March 2010 so I personally think I'm pretty good considering the minimal time I've put into this in contrast to others. Here's a few more for ya.

Lames talk down on my name like it dont stay on they brain

But when I scream what they bang I'm 40 deep so what you claim?

Untamed, talkin white but you dont slang

Muzzle on mute but still you hear the nina rang

Insane, or rather blasphemy

Steppin to a God you just another casualty

Emphatically, rippin out limbs

Hip-hop's MJ, catch me hangin on rims

All black ERRTHANG like my motherfuckin' Tims.... yeah

--Rigga

 

[thedesolateone]

Yo saw on some real shit how do you think I've been doing so far? I only started rapping in March 2010 so I personally think I'm pretty good considering the minimal time I've put into this in contrast to others. Here's a few more for ya.

Lames talk down on my name like it dont stay on they brain
But when I scream what they bang I'm 40 deep so what you claim?
Untamed, talkin white but you dont slang
Muzzle on mute but still you hear the nina rang
Insane, or rather blasphemy
Steppin to a God you just another casualty
Emphatically, rippin out limbs
Hip-hop's MJ, catch me hangin on rims
All black ERRTHANG like my motherfuckin' Tims.... yeah
--Rigga

as long as you feel what youre doing just be sincere you know why its dope or not

mix all that black with blue
when i black on cue prepare to get snapped in two
each half a watered down version of you
or perhaps break this god into a trinity
then your inner voices becomes enemies
spewin obscentities
more like the bill cartwright of the rap game
with your playing your whole team will turn on you
i claim myself ,no one to hide behind
spend my time mixin ether with cyanide
searchin out places that you can die inside

 

[love yal]

As I dropp I've battled the crew
Its time for my fresh kicks stomp another crew
White/ red air max 95, then my brush throws y'all red and blue
Play out the cops show anthem song, cuz I've captured too
Many dorky, try to teach other how to rhymes
But oh well like yo family smells, leave you thru
Clueless clue, run you over with da cali train choo
Choo, while you play out whoop there it is, I cut you up
Give you a boo boo..
Then take y'all to school
Registry, future bars no regrets, you only win on April' Fools
Sit on a stool, watch the game, learn right field, I bat-tle like Homeruns
And you love to Suckerpunch, when you lose, its no movie
Its understandable hearing you out, it gets tucker on yo audio's video's and movies is no ruby
Really you no good, I'm Hot 97...you some static lack unity
Just imagin yo other lines, unpleasantly, schooly high, dookie pride
You get smashed in a mess unorganized, my unparalled hooks took you and yall too school, like miltary school.

 

[RiGGA]

Fresh outta class so shit I figured I'd drop a few
Quietly, like when the silencer go "pew pew"
No audio but if there's beef then I'll stir the stew
Murderin you with the manual that Slim Shady drew
Lyrical Manslaughter, wicked dreams of fiends that split ya spleen
I just oughta, visual curb stomp ya
Text hit ya like the sig sauer I will devour
Give ya gang a blood shower
Shake ya whole nation no twin towers
--Rigga

It's so easy....

 

[love yal]

Blazin rapeing these m.c worst than a masterbation
Lyrically leave you mentally ill worst than dying pateints
Bodies worst than Nazi in Germany, you can't no war Russians
Because my rhymes are hospital, there no survivng, its hell final destination
Your Conjectures are weak no match for my verbs, you herb with those weak word of conjugations.

 

[RiGGA]

this is something I posted on FP like 10 mins ago directed at someone else but it could still fit here I guess

"Yuck, homie why your rhythm so choppy
Keepin' my name in ya mouth make the banger get cocky
Prob'ly, Leave ya slumped sloppy totin' the pumped shotty
Ask apoll0 cuz niggas know how we be Rocky
Now top me, shit I coulda ended it there
Breathin heavy wantin me to stop like when you winded I care
Homie should beware the punchline, death certificate signed
Complexities in the mind flow fine, wine, wet intricate rhyme
right na I'm just stylin, no punches this time
Cuz if I threw a jab I'd smoke you like I do this pine
you bruised n' cryin, beggin me to stop
lil nigga this just the start I ain't ever gon flop
It's so easy, I can't WAIT to get in the booth
Uncover the truth, expose the fake, YEAH IM GETTIN AT YOU!! (atchu)"
--Rigga

 

[thedesolateone]

this is something I posted on FP like 10 mins ago directed at someone else but it could still fit here I guess

"Yuck, homie why your rhythm so choppy

Keepin' my name in ya mouth make the banger get cocky

Prob'ly, Leave ya slumped sloppy totin' the pumped shotty

Ask apoll0 cuz niggas know how we be Rocky

Now top me, shit I coulda ended it there

Breathin heavy wantin me to stop like when you winded I care

Homie should beware the punchline, death certificate signed

Complexities in the mind flow fine, wine, wet intricate rhyme

right na I'm just stylin, no punches this time

Cuz if I threw a jab I'd smoke you like I do this pine

you bruised n' cryin, beggin me to stop

lil nigga this just the start I ain't ever gon flop

It's so easy, I can't WAIT to get in the booth

Uncover the truth, expose the fake, YEAH IM GETTIN AT YOU!! (atchu)"

--Rigga

you misinformed have you missin arms

so its easier for you to suck the cock of your drag queen christian moms

i can just sneeze and cough and beat you with ease

i snufff you in the mouth while your puffin trees

get blood on the blunt and pass around your disease

you cant smoke this lead ,this lead will smoke you

poof your dreams of being a rap hopeful

my text is like a tech- 9 have your mama in the bed crying

you lyin in your casket like its bedtime

your lyrical gymnastics will get your neck broke

tryna skate uphill backwards like you ate acid?

for that shit you get tossed in lake placid

"Yuck, homie why your rhythm so choppy

Keepin' my name in ya mouth make the banger get cocky

Prob'ly, Leave ya slumped sloppy totin' the pumped shotty

Ask apoll0 cuz niggas know how we be Rocky

Now top me, shit I coulda ended it there

Breathin heavy wantin me to stop like when you winded I care

^^^^this is good

 

[thedesolateone]

Fresh outta class so shit I figured I'd drop a few

Quietly, like when the silencer go "pew pew"

No audio but if there's beef then I'll stir the stew

Murderin you with the manual that Slim Shady drew

Lyrical Manslaughter, wicked dreams of fiends that split ya spleen

I just oughta, visual curb stomp ya

Text hit ya like the sig sauer I will devour

Give ya gang a blood shower

Shake ya whole nation no twin towers

--Rigga

It's so easy....

not as easy as you thought

not as easy as your moms crotch

not difficult to light you up like watts

do you write rhymes in chalk?

its not close to even

turn you to steam, lyrical weakling

you will get ate after your seasoned

this crazy fuck will give you eighty bucks

to get off shadys nuts and pussy munch lady luck

 

[RiGGA]

not as easy as you thought
not as easy as your moms crotch
not difficult to light you up like watts
do you write rhymes in chalk?
its not close to even
turn you to steam, lyrical weakling
you will get ate after your seasoned
this crazy fuck will give you eighty bucks
to get off shadys nuts and pussy munch lady luck

lol nice....here's another I wrote on FP, because someone responded before you guys did. If you respond before they do, then the IC can get a fresh verse and the FP can get the copy pasta.

Ayo, lines like that, you'll never get the weight off
Rhymes lacking potency and ya shots be way off
Play ball, Okay yall, look, tell me, am I lyin'?
If his verse was work, first tell me would you be buyin?
If he'd cut some for the low tell me would you be knivin?
Striving, thriving, and dying, just to creep up behind em'
smacked him wit' the iron Brain spill out the frame like a leak in a condom
I'm speakin in tundra...cold, left his body to mold
Haters mad thinking damn he so bold
Homie do as your told, stay in ya place I'll maim your face and leave your life to erode
Casket is closed....
--Rigga

 

[thedesolateone]

pen game insane

ink flows through my membrane

eat live octopus and salivate ink

when i think i spit on the notepad

look like a test of rorschach

answers to why im carryin the totebag

move like a loan shark with large gonads

late payments get ligaments broke

biting and feeding an even bigger insult

if you owe have you in customs importin dope

 

[love yal]

I don't know how these pissed off m.c' keep themselfs pissed off
Probly there cheesy comebacks, that neva hurts no one
Gotta tell them, keep yoself practicing worse then trainers
Maybe one day you'll sound better than a president who told you so
Geriatric yo lifestyle is germ, reason why I told you so
To keep us away what you trying be though
Your flow neva touched generations, until one of the co-workers
Told y'all to leave, you wasn't a rapper, one verse made you yell louder than Aerosmith,
Played out the grimey video from Noreaga at a general store, some wack rappers had to go.

 

[RiGGA]

pen game insane

ink flow through my membrane

eat live octopus and salivate ink

when i think i spit on the notepad

look like a test of rorschach

answers to why i carry in the totebag

move like a loan shark with large gonads

late payments get ligaments broke

biting and feeding an even bigger insult

if you owe?

may have you in customs bringin in dope

lemme know whatcha think, i was battling some guy named "bludhoundz" on another forum which explains the PETA reference

Wait, what the ****... THAT's what you got?

That shit was softer than them O's that we cook in the pot

You look n get shot, you shook n get rocked

You froze up from the toes up you know what, gimmie ya watch

gimmie ya jewels we carry dem tools it do more than just bruise

pistol whip hips it do more than contuse

Channel 7 news 10 0 clock spot and the pussy is blues'd

Break ya fingers in two so you know how Rigga do

chemical on the desk I call it table of elements

Cynical with the Wes when it breathe you inhalin' it

ex-felon shit, 2 to the nose so lemme know if you smellin' it

When I'm through they gon be missing you I'm on my David Guetta shit

**** up these bludhoundz betta call up PETA quick,

know who you messin wit, cuz with the ****in weapon *****

I'm rippin' through ya vest n shit,

Whole squad packin', who the **** wanna test the clique?

We run the game y'all pressin quit



Stumbled a lil bit on the beat but aye, I just wanted you to get an idea of the flow. Everything after "we run the game y'all pressin quit" is just me freestyling off the top of the head for a lil bit, nothin' major.

oh yea and make sure you judge my rap voice too...I'm not a pussy so be as harsh as you can as long as it's still constructive criticism.

 

[RiGGA]

you have a good ear for flow but stop rhymin just to rhyme try to separate yourself from other rappers and dont be cliche
rework the same verse over and over keep editing till its the best you can do reverse the order and find different and interesting ways to say things dont let time force you to make poor choices and keep searchin for rhymes dont just write the first thing that comes to your head if its not good enough a better idea or rhyme is just around the corner and even then keep searchin
content first rhyme and flow second

so it's ass?

 

[RiGGA]

no did you read my comments in where i quoted you too?reread my whole post

Oh my bad you shoulda bolded your comments but uhh thanks. I don't think I have enough patience to build a well scripted bettle verse though lol I eventually get tired of forcing my brain to think up synonyms, antonyms, hyperboles, etc...And when I take a break and come back I want to start something fresh, I RARELY ever go back to old ish I've written...I wish I could just force myself to write 1 masterpiece instead of 100 above-average submissions..it'd stand me out from the crowd im sure

 

[love yal]

Foward, down, foward, High Punch Sub-Zero like the Arcades
You anit strong as my fatalities, let me study your X-rays
3d glasses or Blu-ray, watch you get Murderd In High Eyes
Also something like MIB, open your chest, and start surgery
Throw your insides in laundry washer machine, leave the door open
While the machine is running, watch me make cool posters,
while pulling out blank posters, red blood, lungs, heart, call it a Scream 4 poster!

 

[love yal]

Nes controller stomp you like Mario

Fascism like fashion, uza stereo on drugs, that's sounds slow

Who gives darn if my bars, sounds bright, chop yo body in half

And walk like whoa, slide on your torso down a hill, and say cheerio!

Case study, case work, change your mind, you can't handle my flow

Radio on drugs, while I stereo these thugs, my torso strong with my feets, stomp yal bugs

Splat worser than cantor, no darn demon is killing me, throw you a cantilever pole like Commando.

 

[love yal]

Not the Evil Bunny, but happy Easter
These bunny rhymes turns like critters, you'll get sweeter
Have critters tose you like a liter, yo threats, get squahed like liters
No lyrics of your are earthquake, take the cross like buffy the vampire slayer
Its like Moses, St. John, and the rest of the disciples, destroy yo evil, punchlines easier
Earthshaking, erase the rumers, you style no earthshattering like no voters
Earthly not scared no one, don't take my challenges too seriously like earthling
Takes years, too figure you out like if you true, or false, go back to school, to learn the leader
Enough of the information, you use too bragg about yoself, now you wilding like skeeter
Clear yo mouth, put some mouthwash, the punishment is over, win, you luck its like four leave clover
Comb yo head, or shampoo, enough of these moves, from craft, pull out the Bible, shine like Range rover
Off the vodaka, style sober, crackdown yal like criminals, its game over like Lil Flip, you demons just get sweeter
Take a painkiller, or advil when we hear yo mixes, its dope, but dopey, but don't want hear what's stupid, you not even
A good reader, in classroom, when the teacher ask you to read out loud, you mumble when you read outloud
Probly scared of dorkiest lines, makes shout louder then Linkin Park, keep being dormitory, you learn the Leader.

 

[love yal]

Clear the forehead like hey you Guys
Your style is like the Goonies, but you keep it shy
Biting worse than a pitbull vs. Rockwilder, you not wise
Your jokes are done cheap debate, done debauched right!
Too much fun like after degrees, then pissed off like bills, your style's not bright
Deception played out all the rappers, no line of yours get through like Total Recall
Kiss of the Dragon, you try to be the top acter, just dissmissed like popcorn wrapper
Your wordplay is sinning worst then preist quiter, but the lord precises, you neva da nices, yo style no tight!

 

[love yal]

Checkin your Respiratory System is intersting
Let my flow be your trachea, reading yo lungs
Turn into smoke, then you be talking strong
Nevermind yo Bronchi and Bronchioles, yo flow leaving
Too much of pressuring will leaving that respirationing, treasuring...