FREESTYLE BATTLE RAP COMPETITION

Ya don't know what it's like to meet my cutting knife
You fucking guys, are nothin' but lies
Like Huckle, I'm chucking heat, buckle ya knees,
Put you in the oven, four hunned degrees

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K4ev18Z4QnQ - found another coo beat...

oh look its a couple of clowns
pussy lip mounds exchangin some frowns
makin some wussy sounds that wouldnt even make a snooki mount...
battle rappin with a ribbless dick suck (oh!)
and switchblade just askin for a quick fuck... skull
rape your bitch maid you rich ass cuckold switchblade
you nothing but that bitch made just talkin like you got some muscle
i'll put you both six feet under the flo'
deepundergroundpoet and you know it so just what is all the fuss fo'?
throw you out your own house and start a party
people odin throwin themselves from the thing above the ceilin fuck your wifes house keepin now your whole home stinks of bob marley and semin...
johnny scarlotti
i'll scar your whole body
so too your bitch your just a charred cocky tard talking when i first threw that ass out the crib i told you to start walking
and when i take that ho out barhopping at the end of the night the back of my cars rocking
and remember not to let me enter the next time i start knocking
 
 

men wearing make up
couple of them fake sluts
ICPenises tryna battle rap
if not insane clowns either way they still prolly straddle sack
one bitch two bitch,
done bitch, new bitch
now a hung bitch, loose bitch, talkin bout his cutting knife,
read what little i wrote last
i already cut him twice
carved a sugarskull on joes ass
he'll have that tattoo his whole fucking life
looks like there rhyme game broke fast
just because i said some shit that wasnt nice
psychic vampire?
show me yo teeth till then your a damn liar
listed rank of poets who know how to roll poetry gifted how i smoke as much paper as i write on and in this list i am higher
i have no username i represent i and i like irie when i write from my tree choking me so you for real fucking know its me
i write four point twenty times as much as the norm guys cuz i write my shit down slow and free and aint no fucking restraints holding me

Both you middle schoolers don't belong here, get.
Whatchu Battle rappin' for? You can't even drink beer yet
Come at me wit a switch? I'll come at you wit a jet
Keep beating you bumpkins down till there aint nuttin' left

I will keep going although i got you with the first sermons
easy to percieve that your being decieved like eve from the worst serpent
im a fucking disturbed person with a learned purpose to quickly disperse verses
I am the script writer of the epic lexicon
in a bloodline of asshole demi gods
who emerged from the abysmal deadly fog
you guys are morbid apes
who masturbate
to abortion tapes
i got my bearded face
in between your moms big gape
got this whore in chains
been doing intercourse for days
im a negative creep
your just meek
your going to remember me
how i dismember beats
and leave pretenders beat
after i enter beast
if you swing your wrist will break
in jittery state
I flinched a fake
cause im tank
and you twitched and shaked
past trauma reaction from consistent rape
youl be in an a instant grave
im every inch of great
with a twist of fate
il make you never want to exist
with this prince of blades
not switch hes gay
the way he plays the organs and prays will soon have his organs flayed
you guys are the princes of bitching
ill drop you in an astral prison
with dead kittens
look like a lab or meth kitchen
trust me I'm one of those guys
your just another name lost in the archives
oh but you tried
i fill rap sheets
full of mockery for the techniques
of male athletes at track meets
il leave your emotions hurt
my penis girth
makes your bitch
scream and twerk
yo I'll pierce your lung
leave you crucifed
like christ
gods only begotton son
my pen inks so thick it blots out the sun
id rather be a demented freak in prison
than like you a weak description
of an emcee that can't speak to women
the gateways of christ
don't open up to those who don't support the light
but was i born of night
so join this blight
and erase every source of life
test me and you will croak
all these cock pokes
damn you got a strong throat
im a dragon of writtens
unlike your prewritten fictions
i will have you beat and limping
and covered up like arabic women
I spit awful speech
aint no stopping me
Im a vicious Priest
with the spliced genes
of howling beasts
that growl and feast
test me please
better off trying to swim the seas
my all seeing eye sees
your dim wits and flees
you want to spit like me
but you can't find the abode in which i dwell
I'm an angel of light with psychosis from hell

man i knew you was an english fuck
just by reading your yuck
i can tell your easily torn by fists
that unsure sarcasm in your diss
you were probably born with
no reason to live with no bliss
easily casted to the abyss
as your your lips spit shit
that dont last and miss
your mom said you cum fast and have a lisp
she worships my dick
cuz i got the seeds
of the wicked breeds
that will give her stronger kids
will be more intelligent to
im a belligerent hebrew
we cook jews in ovens
we vicious crews in witch covens
i drop science you spit simple
i cant heed your cryings so wishful
you can get your ribs cracked
like catching the kick back of a big gat
hollow tips hit and leave this bitch flat
don't make me switch stance
weight of these bars make you wish i drank slim fast
this is a mismatch cause if our wits clash
you the type of soft bitch
to easily die from a skin rash
leave you motionless
look into the eyes of the emotionless
call me tin man
punch lines hit like chin jabs
by brick hands
leave you in a sea of anguish
like you in quick sand
switchblade
thought he could persuade
easily K o'd like blown up by a volcanoe
fuck up your halo like a tornado
my army is cold
you parked your boat on my coast
and didnt leave with your soul

hah yeah,
switch is just a bitch
his twitchin body i piss on in a ditch
said he's dreamin twisted like his mind has fuckin glitched
starin at the PC screen
fake ass tryna battle rap like Eazy E
comparin me to Eminem but he really is a mini me,
faggot talkin shit in skinny jeans
he's probably livin clean
and when im off the page he's prolly missin me
and i know you aint from no ghetto so why don't you come walk around with me?
yeah come walk around in ours.
so much death in all directions its like my town IS the twin falling towers
and you just clownin grinnin talkin shit like thats the first time bitches call me austin powers...
call me gold member how i make it rain them golden showers,
much like R. Kelly,
i said your rappin stinks i said your pussy arts smelly,
Ms Scarletti,
oh i mean Misses Scarlotti,
protrudin with confusion so who the fuck are you to start telling- much less to ever start talking?
bout how folks should break eggs to make omelettes- i hope you chokin on your yolks
like just stop it i hope you fuckin choke on your jokes
we all in one crib, like the end this is, you gotta be mcbride just fuckin with franco
just tryna smoke his dank so, mcbride be thankful you should be the one to raise ya glass and give a toast
like this is the end yet aint no credits roll
dont hold him back if hes steppin, yo just let him go
rhymin with such timin no tellin just when i might chime in
i'll smoke yall throwin some sage, rosemary and thyme in
i'll grind up and roll him right in public for each and all to see him
smote yall, feed for lions in my fuckin Roman coliseum
lock stock, cock back with two shots barrels smokin and i leave him
in my basement all bloody and bashed, lock the door up tight and throw the keys out in the trash so no one finds his ass!
sitting cool all afternoon up in my living room,
i hear noises down beneath my feet i guess i'll have to kill him soon
like ive never been in such a badder mood,
but thats false because i have.
walked home to the wrong house and killed your whole family for trespassing like " where the fuck im at, holy shit my bad"
because you should know how crazy just from lookin twice at a fake shady, im mad
im fuckin mad
just straight up fuckin mad
like "why so serious" i told you all im fuckin mad
like that joker fad or like raw and delirious- im eddie murphy bad
leave your homicide so mysterious that even the fuckin cops look sad.
And now for Jamis Mileto
Like shameless and mellow
i can tell you hate this- try metal
scream at the very top of your lungs
feet stompin, moshin free you lookin dumb
talkin all about an angel of light?
Im the grim devil who came through hell to meddle and check the mettle of any and all in sight
just check the angle of my scythe
feel the steel of my metal, slice you like Sugar's sissy knife
fuck the blades, pull out and aim my luger, lift it right
i'll treat you tricks like how alice coopers nice
no more touchy feely,
this a fuckin BATTLE, get your shit together then come and see me fight

You seeing me rapping will never happen
Before that I’ll start cappin
Walk off like nothing happened
Since I’ve mastered this art of war
I tend to take things too far
Don’t give a fuck who you think you are
Your rap handle doesn’t exist anymore
My rhythms galore, your rhythms manure
Best left in a bag
On your steps
At your front door
Hottest your rap crap will ever get
I’m so polished this is a blemish not a scrimmage
I treat you little bitches
Like a teacher’s pet
Up against a Vietnam war vet
Giving you your first shoots
Flipping the script
Double barrel twelve gauge extended clip
Special grip pressed against your lip
Having a hard time talking shit
A pistol whip left your tooth chipped
Fake rappers rapping hard
No street creed; they ain’t legit
This wack imitation shit
Got me pissed off
Don’t get me started
you rip offs should get lost at all cost
dealing with a real boss I can handle a loss
Testing me lyrically, you must be previously retarded
Now you are dearly departed
I’m styling on you I’m wilding
Bloodline of Goliath  
So go ahead start a riot
With my mic on autopilot
You can get chewed like trident
Eating wack MC’s
essential part of my diet
this ain’t even a battle verse
it’s a gift and a curse
running its course
on my high horse

ya ther som funy parts to tht shit hah