battle (Page 4)
DA_NAME'S_DOING: i c yall here spittin ur shit, there some good lists..but most of it,. is just a lame as trip....
..yall think ur da best???,....,..man,..yall just like the rest!!!..
thinkin yall hard,..all that whack shit..i heard it as a kid in ma homies back yard..
dont make me laugh..HA! HA! HA!...all i hear from yall is BLAH! BLAH! BLAH!
u gotta spice it up,...dont just gather words, an make shit up......
who u think ur talkin to,.??....a bunch of lil kids back in middle skool?..??..
just let that shit GO!,..express ya selfs..like uve never done BEFO!!..
but i kno yall dont understand,..ur lookin at my lyrics and already saying .."DAMN!"
i'll just give yall a lil bit,..like this....POW! POW! BAM!!!!!
dont get excited there homies,..or maybe not,.yall just there like a bunch of b^~w^ a$$ mummys..
i aint hatin on anybody,..thats fo sho..
im just showin yall,..how i run ma show....
but for real,..some of yall raps,..were just a joke...
i understan thoug..yall were high on DOPE...
2 of em raps, went up ma sleeve..
direct to ma head,..almost made me go to sleep..
yawn, yawn, yawn,...u posers r just to young..
others were acting all "tuff"....shit,..daffy duck had more than a PUFF PUFF PUFF...
hang in there thoug,..stay on ya feet, an dont hit the flo.....
maybe one day yall be on top,..but by then, ima be teachin yall kids, how to do this shit like a pro!!...
this is enough fo now,..i'll b back later n give u some mo,....-
DIRTYWATERBOY: U GET PIMPED ON DA JOB THEN GET PIMPED AT HOME- GET ROUND THEM B##CH ASS NI$$AS N UR VOICE CHANGE TONES- LIKE U DA REALIEST ASS NI$$A N U A REAL BLOCK BLEEDER- I KNOW U WON'T TALK 2 DA PEOPLE CUZ U SCARED OF THEM HEATERS- SO WHY PLAY THESE HOE GAMES N PUT UR HEAD ON DA CHOPPING BLOCK- KEEP IT REAL WITH CHA JUST WANNA PUNCH U N DAT MOUTH U GOT- TALKIN MAD GAME U DONE PICKED OUT AN MOVIE S*****- BUT QUOTIN BIBLE SCRIPTURES AIN'T GONNA HELP U BI$$H- NO MORE SEEDS 2 GROW SO COUNT YA BLESSING- LIKE A MAN JUST WANNA THROW HANDS 2 TEACH U A LESSON- THINK ITS A GAME LISTENIN 2 DAT H%E- U CAN TAKE IT AS A JOKE KNOWING THAT DA JOKE IS ON U JUST 2 LET U KNOW
TUKK: nasty ass red n#*x#,gentlemen turned bad,because of that skinny twig b^%@& that i had.use to be nice to hos now i treat em like shit,use em for the p@y#* and so they can eat on my dick.suckin on their thighs jaculate n skeet in their eyes,now the broad cant see thats why im peelin her ride,to take a journey 2 the southside to meet this b@wx%,and do the same thang over again...nasty shit!!!
TUKK: im tryin 2 reach these ni**az.breach these ni**az.take em to school and fu**in teach these ni**az.
TUKK: i be rollin through ya block with my hand on my glock,ya people comin up to me sayin you just got shot,for talkin that shit.you gotta gun why you didnt grabbit.you claim that yo real now youz a dead fukkin fx^yzx.you down to die im down to die,you wanna buss im gonna buss,quit talkin all that bullshit cause n&*@y i dont give a fukk.
Daniboi: Now heres a theme,
of one u can only dream,
ill send ice shivers going down ure splien,
so just sit back and watch me gleam,
as my lyrics flow now im bursting at the seam,
other rappers have come and been,
but never seen,
someone quite as mean,
so try and write back then boy better lean,
coz ill hit u so hard my words will make u scream.
lance_sir: man please/ your rap's weak/ trying to spit that wack piece/ at me/ i smoke you like a bag of hashish/ i can't see/ myself being beat by a HA-BIB/ at least/ give me some competition that can at least speak/ some decent english/ because this ain't even a competition/ this middle eastern dude can hardly speak any english/ he's better off being a comedian/ at least then/ his accent will be appreciated/ maybe be he could star/ in the next harold & kumar/ but as far/ as spittin bars/ he ain't even up to par/ to spar/ he'll get bruised and scarred/ and forced into a new job.
Daniboi: Lance, ill make u dance, my man u dont stand a chance, u meet me face to face u will have a log in ure pants, i speak good english and speak with passion, im a leader and the hight of fashion, middle east? , just coz u look deseast, ure a snack im a family feast, im a god send ive got the essence of a priest, but when i get backed up i turn in to a beast, im the quickest im the smartest, im a comedian and a rap artist, are u mad i dont spa im like muhammad ali, float like a butterfly and set about u like a g, do me a favour and buzz off like a flea, u aint competition ure a helpless pussey, nice chattin, but ure bars just got a battin, u do shite i do rappin, so get sceard now but dont start flappin,
KINGmonkeyADDICT: spit shits all i see,come from hell and now im back in it any punk ass mo fos think this is the shit,,,check up frum neck up next
KINGmonkeyADDICT: LOOKIN FOR THE DAYZE TA FIND BETTER WAYZE,only shit i sees punk ass b^~x*@# trynna kick it like me,dont kick like me,walk talk or stalk like me..
next thought you have i am,hear me fell me see me now ya can,
feel the pain,in brain,as you see,,again fools its me,
king monkey,jungle lord,upper sword,sreet breeze well tite,,,daz rite,me
take your,girl,mamma sista daughter mudda fukkaz i outta,
pull the plug hit the breaks stop the shit coz i know it makes,,
you feel bad,look bad sound bad but hey wanna be fly,,gimme an add
yo hoes will see me in yo list an say god dalm them boys hip..
so get it on bring it down add me now n pass me round,,
i am the cheese,i am the sting,,,
mudda fkkers i am the only monkey mudda fkkkn king.
in yer fkken face holm fkkk think you fly no such fkkn luck yo punk...
step the fkkk up the one who calls he the man,,im bout ta bring your whole world down,,,,
peace pride love n joy out cross 7 waters and str8 back ta me,,,
QueenBltch: u think u a star? then that makes me a galaxy.
attackin the beast and you'll only see half of me.
i'm a catalyst battlin' u and rip ur anatomy-
a faggot wit a pal's dick thinkin' he can battle me!
my name's unique, it's more remembered.
a war in december, and they'll all know the winner.
a memorial to King Monkey Addict- he got thrown in the shitter.
I'll flush u down in the cold pipes of winter.
u might be taller, but we know who's lyrically bigger.
this would be round 3 nigga, not round 2, but it could be round 1 'cause i only begun.
do u think u still good wit ur A, B rhymes boi?
think u clever wit yo "hate me" lines boy?
i'll infect u cuz i got rabie-slime boi
and i'll play u like i do to a baby's fine toy
Logune: i spit my rhymes, though i say no words, you see me coming, with a samurai sword
ready for war, but i am always at peace, think about my family, cousins nephews and nieces
how their future will be, we all gotta live
together as one, humanity can give you the chance to be who you are,
say what you want opinions only but respect others and we all will be alright living together.