Battle Raps

[love yal]

Move nerve centers like up under the chin

You an example of an excellent target, one blow its hard to win

A moderate blow snap the head back puts assailant in an off balance position

If you decide to move quickly, few bars flow, got you worsen than open or spiral fraction.

 

[love yal]

What a reveler?, my style like re-up
While they try to reunite, like Bomberman, they get blown up
I'm the Master who points on the board like 7up
Others revalue, those weak army raps, always get stomped
Forgive my feelings, most revenges, reminds me, reruns of the nerds
Let's play a game of Nba, I win the playoffs like Lakers revenge
Equator that neva left style like Brazil, I'm still north like Main and Washington
Abraic flower, mix Japan skills, you just another Playa trying to footsie a ballin
Barcelona winner, soccer fighter, Emelec fighter Jaguares like Maximo,
Guys like yal hard for stylin...you think you are Emilio Esteves, but no Jordan

 

[love yal]

Its easy to match you guys like the Browns

Mem griz 99 spurs 91....style like Randolph Zach

You ain't strong like Broncos, but draft you like choosen

You try too hard to be Lynne Spears, but I Scorpion it

A front to ya face like McGraw-Hill, smash you like education

Forget my crime scene event, the style is too hot, you think is thrillen

Capitals facing the Lighting, still peace like Johnathon that's why I undemon you like Bible-on..

 

[love yal]

I'm back like Miami Vice

These idiots can't battle, I'll roll them like pair dice

Its yo life end a career like you not bright

I'm just here to kick my battle raps leave your courspe good night

Then good morning kick that tight rap, again, saying once again, yo raps ain't tight

It all started at a booth, snatch the torso, through body on the floor, and kept fist tight

Swung like if I was feeding ducks, kept body bruises that how the flow flew tight,

 

[love yal]

Pac vs. Mosley May 7th
My style is good like punchlines at you services
You probly got full lines of circus, you try to be hard, that's the purpose
People just laughed, because they make fun of you, take it like a Ludacris
You probly the sickest and worstest, but high risk to lose, no wonder why people call you worthless!
Soon as you run, I got you like hogan, but close line when you got close, and a get flawless victory!

 

[rhybrible]

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[gns]

i put a ruger to yo metaphors and bin laden your prose/ its young gns bitches black and fly like crows/ skimmed through a bunch of wack shit just here to say my peace/ u niggas bars looking pussy im here to rape that piece/ 8:30 in the morn and im bout to start my day/ eat some breakfast then some rappers then i humbly pray/ lawd please forgive these wack rappers, semi-toting crack rappers, underground back packers, weed smoking and dougie posing/ give em some knowledge of self and some guidance please but lord i c u using me as a tool, so niggaz check the steez/ da flow is similar to reggies/ well read(red) like reggie/ and about to get up in that ass like eating at denny's/just a sample for the lames who didn't already know/ young G spit it raw with a snow like flow

 

[thedesolateone]

gns suffers pms leave this pussy bloody
poppin his cork for homie i toast the bubbly
tools for the screwhead
fiber optic robotic guns leave your crew dead
spew lead as a few fled hoppin
floppin some stoppin with their brains wide op-en
you and your crew get smoked like a pack of kools
sure to die from the heat before the fumes
bash your head like rock and roll you against the stones
facin doom to be buried in the dunes for what you done

 

[love yal]

We the best of the best

Non yal can test the best

Blow yal pieaces even if yal wore a vest

Destroy yo rest I'm like a enemy that leaves you wrecked

Show yo skills, I'll bash with a bat, call that our rest

Our evil raps, have attacked millions, that's why yo raps are a mess

Chess skills, I battle like T-rex send a few raptors, call yal lunch meat, feel good, no stress..

 

[love yal]

Earthday, birthday, Happy Mother's day
The skills, feed y'all off like happy birthday
Get served like honeymoon, got married, you soft like flowers
Sweet and sour call it the Ups package, others stylo are gay
Blazing tires, fast nascar the mind is roller costers leave y'all lyrics in the grave
Protecting our mothers, girls that are mothers family that are mothers, happy mother's day
We smashing, clashing, partying like the cruise, breezy cover girl, y'all weakling are gay
Flow skillful, yal lipstick guys no wonder they hired yal like Mrs. Doutfire, after I we smash those wannabes
Y'all girls mothers, Happy Mother's day..

 

[love yal]

Yo son, kid, my stylo is very skilfull

Bruise yo text like aids and Hiv beautiful

Your statements are full of nonsense as you pedel

I'm like the Bulls vs Lakers, your battles don't makes noise, I'm heavy metal

Your attacks to my battle, get ate like kettle chips, I'm Biglo when comes to rumbel

You slow like yoko, these raps were gamble, until I change game rap wrestling, what y'all stumble..

 

[thedesolateone]

you handicapps need two mikes
finish you with one hand quickly give you two rights
like english manners i am too nice
to describe how cold i am i guess ice will suffice
get the drift i am the shit you cant get out with wisk
bored with your battles games like risk
i am a revolutionary with balled up fist ready to resist
these words are an assist

 

[gns]

battle rappers annoy me/ i mean they're simply annoying/ think we on the same level u battle.....my mindset is war, b/ catch the flow, this shit is an art to me/ me and my pen sun tzu with that poetry/ do u get it nigga this my art of war/ with the pen my sword/ your preacher saying; oh my lord/ niggaz think they killers talking bout robotic gunz/ for that dead prez i got niggaz'll peel u with that M-1/ put the heat to u like boston, i mean put the wade to your celtic/ either way u c 3 shooters coming for your green like antonio banderas

 

[thedesolateone]

it be retarded southern rappers talking gibberish
ok i will fry you but still i got bigger fish
for the record i battle and on songs i get bizzy
the opposite of you on spittin and your girls kitty
how many bullets to a clip an m 1 hold?
you aint got shooters you got project rats with no ambition
i will really give you iron and not for nutrition
send a jenny lo look a like to kill this carbon copy
your flow is sloppy runs like a jalopy
when im in a mask nobody can stop me
i take the last word
more valuable then your ass earn
hunch a bitch?really?
i die laughin is the only way this clown bitch kills me

 

[gns]

its hunch-a-bish really/ precursor to fucking yo bish silly/ krump dancing in the telly/ yo ho don't question the face paint smell me?/clown...the nerve of a nigga questioning my flow/ i'm unorthodox so my lines don't fall neatly for u 2 quote/ fake niggaz expose themselves everyday/ nigga came at me cause i said i was fly, ok/ u prove u a dumb fuck thinking m-1's got clips, no nigga it got shells/ send yo bitch ass to hell/ it operates with a crew i told u 3 shooters coming through/ now scan my bars for another gambit/ and my rats are project all white and control the green, bitch/ ha you got a turtle flow/ slow and predictable/ when u catch up with a nigga/i'll quote u and let u know....

 

[RiGGA]

On my life...yo, you niggas is wack

talkin smack n all that but only bang on wax

Hard head niggas, I turn ya ass to mush

no homo though, it's just you soft as baby tush

I'm the shit, no need to push

like drunk piss in bush, my flow fluent

you stink, you douche, you had a chance you fuckin blew it

before you even knew it, Rigga snatched the crown

And I hope you like my smile cuz I'm never backin' down

now..Fuckin wit the kid

I split ya wig, body fell out the trunk...watch it do a skid

6 feet under a lid, beat the case I aint servin' no bid

 

[thedesolateone]

gns is an acronym:three synonyms for homo
have my bitch cream on your face so you lookin like bozo *fuckin clown*
i fuck them you cuff them you know and do nothin
stay sufferin you out your rabbit ass mind
my turtle flow is remarkable how i finish lines
unorthodox your not ,just cant write a decent sentence
intense with vengence till you repent me being mentioned
on the same page as you pay the penance
you shall bow in my presence with your highness addresses
not talkin incense and mariguana resin
got the nerve to call that flowin?
think you fly?this is how your super ego gets broken
i only come off winnin
big guns are for cowards you lyin and aint got iron
your just really a scared crow that sucks off ten men*bird ass nigga*

 

[thedesolateone]

bet ya life but your funds are insufficient
i bang on wax and bang in your kitchen while your washin dishes
even your bars need jobs
so gay you stay still so you can claim your always paused
agreed you a snatch but not a crown taker
those lines are candy i can eat now or later
saw your bitch out and about and said:hmmm ..ill take her
heard she can suck a good dick and hook a steak up
i split garcia vegas and i tell a hater, later
steady gettin served like im a cater
while your in church eatin vanilla wafers
i snowboard down piles of paper
walk through swamps barefoot and emerge wearin gators
im hot and fly like planes crashin skyscrapers

 

[raw-material_ahh]

those lines are candy i can eat now or later

This is SICK!!

 

[thedesolateone]

This is SICK!!

good lookin out thanks