Rap Battle Thread (For serious lyricists ONLY!)

[aceshigh]

yo yoy yo here we go
ice ice baby,,,dun dun dun dun dun dudn dun dun
vanilla ice ice baby ,,,dun dun dun dun dun dun dun dun
im rapping here in oz
we know out shit and its becoze
yanks talk shit and they dont quit
all u mummies boyz trying to look like brad pitt
my names mc T and alot you will be hearing it
ill be fucking your sister while you sucking on mommas tit
thats all i have to say now its time to pay
heres my home boy steve erwin comming to rip shit up
aw crikey blimey,and shiver me timbers
i jumped on a croc and hes bitten off me fingers!!!!!
i better go to the hospital nah bugger that
gotta stick my other hand up a crocodiles twat
now my homies finished kicking his shit
this raps come to an end so now im gonna leave it
werd to the motherfucker!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[JordanMang]

you niggas poppin of at the mouth
but i'mmuh go ahead do it how it should be did
you niggas know you can't hang with the south
i'm deep in the game, king of all this underground fame
i'm the fuckin sandman, so niggas you need to stop dreamin
you niggas screamin big bad wolf, damn straight nigga, wuff
best to stay out the sun, cause you know i'm shinin dog
and think what you want cuz i'm smiling at yo fake ass lies
and at yo bunk ass rhymes, nigga go back to your nickel and dimes..

 

[LexusGS]

you niggas poppin of at the mouth
but i'mmuh go ahead do it how it should be did
you niggas know you can't hang with the south
i'm deep in the game, king of all this underground fame
i'm the fuckin sandman, so niggas you need to stop dreamin
you niggas screamin big bad wolf, damn straight nigga, wuff
best to stay out the sun, cause you know i'm shinin dog
and think what you want cuz i'm smiling at yo fake ass lies
and at yo bunk ass rhymes, nigga go back to your nickel and dimes..

great gramma.

 

[Little Wing]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XoWdYYKdbLI&search=jim%20careyhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uJ0QqFSRRj8&search=jim carey

 

[JordanMang]

I'm confused; if I were to interpret your post as sarcasm ( and thus making it an attack on my grammar ) then I'd have to say to you that the English language has many dialects. The one I was utilizing above us what I would call "southern ebonics", you can find the definition for ebonics below.

http://www.m-w.com/dictionary/ebonics


Now, assuming it wasn't and you expended the 2% of brainpower it took to actually understand that I was using this form of "street talk" or "black english" then thank you, and good day as well.

 

[RCfootball87]

I could see this thread hanging around a while......here's my first verse at least.......

It's White Rhino spittin in the middle of the song
If you try to out-write me, you gon' just be in the wrong.
My mission is to choke the game and drop hit singles
If lifes a poker game man I'm stackin' chips like Pringles
My rappin skills is second only to my clappin' skills.
I'm tough actin' like Tinactin cause I'm always packin' steels.
You can call your shit rappin, I just call it phony talk.
Holla at me anytime, I'm on the grind like Tony Hawk

 

[aceshigh]

ice ice baby!!!!!!!

 

[GFR]

************Gheyest thread ever**************

 

[RCfootball87]

Writin' these lines, is a waste of my time.
So I'm stickin' to crime, like lemon to lime
You know we push 'lacs, cause I'm straight outta Rock-Town
And When it comes to pushin' packs, I got the block on lockdown
I just get 'em what they need, watch the hands on the clock round
But life ain't guaranteed, so I put stock in my Glock's rounds
Cause this shit dirty business, consequences come wit' it
Undercovers dressin' up like them fiends that come get it
So like BIG did way back in nine-five,
I'll drop some words of advice to help your ass stay alive........

Number one, if they don't need to know don't tell 'em
Cause if they hit you with sellin', they'll label your ass a felon
Two, if he won't hit none of that shit, that help you forget
He Fed or a faggot, bust 'til his wig split
Three, this shit aint too hard to see
Keep your business affairs far away from family
Four, you gotta do chores to learn to earn more
A half-eigth is one point seven, give 'em one point four
Five, shoot first, you'll still be alive
Plus they only hear your side, when homicide arrive
Six, roll solo when you pickin' up chicks
But big timers know, BRING BACK UP WHEN YOU PICKIN' UP BRICKS
Seven, there's more gold on these streets then heaven
But easy come, easy go, so save your bills, don't just spend 'em
Eight, rollin' dice will quick fuck up your weight
So re-up before you gamble so you got a clean slate
Nine, how you feel can change on a dime
So whip his ass with the steel, don't say "see you next time..."
Ten, Bush is makin' phone tappin' major
That's why half us eral slangers still operate pagers

This is just to get you goin, your wealth should keep on growin'
Stack grip, flip bricks, try to keep 'em from knowin'
But remember, in and out, switch hustles like you switch stick of gum
Cause if you stay in too long, One day you're time gonna come