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Poetry competition CLOSED 23rd August 2016 2:19am
WINNER
chump
chump
... the time has come. Return of the Rap Battle
Poetry Contest Description
Tell the person above you why their raps are lame as fuck, and why you got the sickest verses!
Don't forget your ego! I will start off bragging about myself because there is no one ahead of me...
by any means i am going to get this,
I'm up in it,
with a delicious sickness,
for an ambitious mission
like a suspicious magician
not fictitious like the religious when i spill it,
the mother fucking ill-est,
fuck the bullshit bars they claim to be killing,
..oh really?
so quick the rest look still and
you should chill while i fill in,
a villain has risen,
look what I've written,
and witness me spit this,
all hits no misses,
i'll pick up your Mrs.
she is a submissive
I am explicitly twisted.
bridging the abyss with lyrical riches,
fuck the bitches profiting off these conditions,
I'm not going to stop with vicious descriptions,
they're falling off and need switch prescriptions,
flip the script and drop the bullshit convictions,
listen you can't counter my diction,
i live with my past decisions,
I will whip up some wisdom,
it is hidden within this rhythm,
Tell me what's up!!!!!!
bonus points in my opinion for recordings!
I will open up the vote because the crowd always chooses the winner!
UPDATE: IF YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE THINGS PERSONALLY YOU PROBABLY SHOULDN'T BE HERE. THERE IS NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE. WE CAN ALL BE PALS OUTSIDE THIS COMPETITION.
by any means i am going to get this,
I'm up in it,
with a delicious sickness,
for an ambitious mission
like a suspicious magician
not fictitious like the religious when i spill it,
the mother fucking ill-est,
fuck the bullshit bars they claim to be killing,
..oh really?
so quick the rest look still and
you should chill while i fill in,
a villain has risen,
look what I've written,
and witness me spit this,
all hits no misses,
i'll pick up your Mrs.
she is a submissive
I am explicitly twisted.
bridging the abyss with lyrical riches,
fuck the bitches profiting off these conditions,
I'm not going to stop with vicious descriptions,
they're falling off and need switch prescriptions,
flip the script and drop the bullshit convictions,
listen you can't counter my diction,
i live with my past decisions,
I will whip up some wisdom,
it is hidden within this rhythm,
Tell me what's up!!!!!!
bonus points in my opinion for recordings!
I will open up the vote because the crowd always chooses the winner!
UPDATE: IF YOU ARE GOING TO TAKE THINGS PERSONALLY YOU PROBABLY SHOULDN'T BE HERE. THERE IS NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE. WE CAN ALL BE PALS OUTSIDE THIS COMPETITION.
you aint got the timin' for rhymin'
no polish can shine you you aint no diamon'
lyrically daft, give yourself the shaft
sounds like a puddle of shit from the mouth of a turd raft
lispin' away like two tons of gay
get the scrote out your mouth so i can hear what you say
the cums got your tounge stuck
like a dumptruck of butt fuck
i'll speak plain
so i don't need to explain
my eloquence with pain
with prize winning modesty
i'll force feed your curiosity
wisdom is of no cost to me
no polish can shine you you aint no diamon'
lyrically daft, give yourself the shaft
sounds like a puddle of shit from the mouth of a turd raft
lispin' away like two tons of gay
get the scrote out your mouth so i can hear what you say
the cums got your tounge stuck
like a dumptruck of butt fuck
i'll speak plain
so i don't need to explain
my eloquence with pain
with prize winning modesty
i'll force feed your curiosity
wisdom is of no cost to me
I'm the teacher of teachers
In a school you couldn't join
I treat you like a dull pencil
you was missin the point
get the fuck up out the circle
you aint hittin the joint
matta fact
get out my face bitch
im getting annoyed
these chickens see you at the club
you the one they avoid
and I seen your ass on the block
you walk the streets all noid
On the net you're big talk
On the street you mumble and boy,
you ain't even to be respected
you checkin in all weapons
you only play that hand you dealt
as long as they ain't bettin
cats is tellin you to step up
n son you aint steppin
we all paint the scene
the best and
you fakin the story sketchin
the world is full of pimps but
you cake with any whore in question
n did i mention
you cant accept what you destined
to never live as any thing more
than less than
This is a lyrical schoolin
Look in my pupils
Catch a lesson
What you lack in verbal prowess
I possess with indiscretion
No sweat just intimidation
You whack and know it
Stop hatin
And this is class
So I won't tell your ass
To go fuck yourself
I'll just wave and
Politely say
Enjoy your masturbation
In a school you couldn't join
I treat you like a dull pencil
you was missin the point
get the fuck up out the circle
you aint hittin the joint
matta fact
get out my face bitch
im getting annoyed
these chickens see you at the club
you the one they avoid
and I seen your ass on the block
you walk the streets all noid
On the net you're big talk
On the street you mumble and boy,
you ain't even to be respected
you checkin in all weapons
you only play that hand you dealt
as long as they ain't bettin
cats is tellin you to step up
n son you aint steppin
we all paint the scene
the best and
you fakin the story sketchin
the world is full of pimps but
you cake with any whore in question
n did i mention
you cant accept what you destined
to never live as any thing more
than less than
This is a lyrical schoolin
Look in my pupils
Catch a lesson
What you lack in verbal prowess
I possess with indiscretion
No sweat just intimidation
You whack and know it
Stop hatin
And this is class
So I won't tell your ass
To go fuck yourself
I'll just wave and
Politely say
Enjoy your masturbation
put your hood on to hide your pin head
if you stood up to me your shit would be dead
tiny little boy hides behind his little screen
out on the streets youve never been seen
your vocab is tiny
your lips are still shiny
sucking lyrics off a real mans hiney
you and your smoke
just an unfunny joke
your mouths a pussy it goes queef
when it comes to the circle im the joint chief
if you stood up to me your shit would be dead
tiny little boy hides behind his little screen
out on the streets youve never been seen
your vocab is tiny
your lips are still shiny
sucking lyrics off a real mans hiney
you and your smoke
just an unfunny joke
your mouths a pussy it goes queef
when it comes to the circle im the joint chief
Hahaha
Oh no, oh no
I'm supposed to be afraid
Of the words of a homophobe?
Let me spit a little knowledge to you
Man to man
You sure know a whole lot about sucking
Another mans can
See I'm just pokin fun
You took it personal, damn
Sad little shit, trying to nibble
When you can
I'd eat you alive
Except your intelligence is bland
See me, I'm top shelf
You, you're off brand
It's a shame you fell so far
From what your mom and pop planned
I got alot of kids, big ass family
Shit you might even be my son
Back then there was no plan b
You wouldn't last a green mile in my shoes
Tom hanks simple forest gump
But this is grown folks business
Sit your lonely ass back down chump
Oh no, oh no
I'm supposed to be afraid
Of the words of a homophobe?
Let me spit a little knowledge to you
Man to man
You sure know a whole lot about sucking
Another mans can
See I'm just pokin fun
You took it personal, damn
Sad little shit, trying to nibble
When you can
I'd eat you alive
Except your intelligence is bland
See me, I'm top shelf
You, you're off brand
It's a shame you fell so far
From what your mom and pop planned
I got alot of kids, big ass family
Shit you might even be my son
Back then there was no plan b
You wouldn't last a green mile in my shoes
Tom hanks simple forest gump
But this is grown folks business
Sit your lonely ass back down chump
im six two and two forty
your a mini man like a but ugly shorty
your rhyming is tragic
my flow is magic
i dont take it personal from a punk like you
talk shit all you want theres nothin you can do
im the man whos wearin the brithches
i aint lonley theres lots of dumb bitches
got a fine ride
the bank on my side
own my own land
you got your dick in your hand
youll be slavin away i got my toes in the sand
a phobe is a fear
so let me be clear
aint nothin im afraid
cept some fat bitch wantin laid
under my shoe where your mommas ass land it
just a shit fuck another beaner bandit
your a mini man like a but ugly shorty
your rhyming is tragic
my flow is magic
i dont take it personal from a punk like you
talk shit all you want theres nothin you can do
im the man whos wearin the brithches
i aint lonley theres lots of dumb bitches
got a fine ride
the bank on my side
own my own land
you got your dick in your hand
youll be slavin away i got my toes in the sand
a phobe is a fear
so let me be clear
aint nothin im afraid
cept some fat bitch wantin laid
under my shoe where your mommas ass land it
just a shit fuck another beaner bandit
Lady bad luck
Well hello lady bad luck!
You still all jacked up?
Lookin like ya flat lined underneath a Mack truck...
Messed up...still don't wanna give it up cuz ya wanna be the head bitch...penniless but fuckin rich...flyin like the wicked witch. But you can't run from a gun... sober or spun... you've made your mistakes but they're over and done...you need to fix this mess that you made it's not like you're dying...you're just in a haze...so wake up you dumb bitch...you're in a bed that you made.
Well hello lady bad luck!
You still all jacked up?
Lookin like ya flat lined underneath a Mack truck...
Messed up...still don't wanna give it up cuz ya wanna be the head bitch...penniless but fuckin rich...flyin like the wicked witch. But you can't run from a gun... sober or spun... you've made your mistakes but they're over and done...you need to fix this mess that you made it's not like you're dying...you're just in a haze...so wake up you dumb bitch...you're in a bed that you made.
Awesome? yes, I thank you very much!
But Lucy up there got some 'splanin to do
So I'mma get up
So you 6'2"
What does that make you a giant?
Precision head shot roll play
I am already David
You can pretend to be Goliath
I said you were lonely while chuckling
You talked about the dumb bitches you was fuckin
Now from my point of view
I'm starting to see, they're only dumb cause they
Let you fuck them
Ever heard of pity fucks?
Poor silly chump
And I am a small guy
1 point you gain for truth
Point being I'm loki
In these streets
I see everything, but you
You're simple, bitter, and fraudulent
You are not what you think you ought to is
I'm a boss at this
You talking shit, I'm just flicking beans
C'mon dawg
I got more bars than okcs FTC
I'm inventive and obsessive
Been in these streets to learn my lessons
Busted more caps than that sorry
Collection you have littering your dresser
Most would have got it by now,
But you just lyrically dense
I spit a couple lines without trying
And you got all tense
Let me make it clearer
I got more bars than Hershey
More bars than Mars
Body riddled with scars
You really think you can hurt me
So wake up, or stay asleep
With open eyes bruh
Just chill out, pop this verbal xanax
I got more bars than phizer
Oh you forgot already?
Must have that poetic
Alzheimers
But Lucy up there got some 'splanin to do
So I'mma get up
So you 6'2"
What does that make you a giant?
Precision head shot roll play
I am already David
You can pretend to be Goliath
I said you were lonely while chuckling
You talked about the dumb bitches you was fuckin
Now from my point of view
I'm starting to see, they're only dumb cause they
Let you fuck them
Ever heard of pity fucks?
Poor silly chump
And I am a small guy
1 point you gain for truth
Point being I'm loki
In these streets
I see everything, but you
You're simple, bitter, and fraudulent
You are not what you think you ought to is
I'm a boss at this
You talking shit, I'm just flicking beans
C'mon dawg
I got more bars than okcs FTC
I'm inventive and obsessive
Been in these streets to learn my lessons
Busted more caps than that sorry
Collection you have littering your dresser
Most would have got it by now,
But you just lyrically dense
I spit a couple lines without trying
And you got all tense
Let me make it clearer
I got more bars than Hershey
More bars than Mars
Body riddled with scars
You really think you can hurt me
So wake up, or stay asleep
With open eyes bruh
Just chill out, pop this verbal xanax
I got more bars than phizer
Oh you forgot already?
Must have that poetic
Alzheimers
wow you did take it personal
walkin with your purse an all
im from la
got smart moved away
now on golden horse all comfy in saddle
your down ghetto river with no green paper paddle
why dont you bend it take your bitch for a ride
your the kinda rapper with chocolate dildo inside
i dont know no pity fucks
that for you boys and your clucks
been in jail in ensanada
thats where i met your mamma
beat the pigs in tijauna
slipped your sister the iguana
youre a big bad rapper been down in the ditches
sounds more like your beat down by the bitches
walkin with your purse an all
im from la
got smart moved away
now on golden horse all comfy in saddle
your down ghetto river with no green paper paddle
why dont you bend it take your bitch for a ride
your the kinda rapper with chocolate dildo inside
i dont know no pity fucks
that for you boys and your clucks
been in jail in ensanada
thats where i met your mamma
beat the pigs in tijauna
slipped your sister the iguana
youre a big bad rapper been down in the ditches
sounds more like your beat down by the bitches
Yeah, I stayed in the ghetto,
didn't run from the place that I fell
But you can keep your golden high horse
Just don't act like your shit don't smell
See I am the gutter,
But I know one thing sure as hell
We might be too grimey for you
But sure as shit, we can spell...
didn't run from the place that I fell
But you can keep your golden high horse
Just don't act like your shit don't smell
See I am the gutter,
But I know one thing sure as hell
We might be too grimey for you
But sure as shit, we can spell...
Bro trust me I've read you
I do my homework
And I don't mean to shoot you down
But if there a job I'm going to work
I appreciate the jabs
Know that I'm a fighter
And I respect you as a poet
Even more so as a writer
So if I diss and it stings
It's cause I know truth and don't tattle
And if I came a little harsh
It's cause this is a rap battle
And in battle life is lost
Time is lost
To both loser and victor
I can do this for days and days
So can you if you're how I picture
I am no more than you
Just humble seer from above
Fuck it, let's squash this beef
From me to you,
peace and love
I do my homework
And I don't mean to shoot you down
But if there a job I'm going to work
I appreciate the jabs
Know that I'm a fighter
And I respect you as a poet
Even more so as a writer
So if I diss and it stings
It's cause I know truth and don't tattle
And if I came a little harsh
It's cause this is a rap battle
And in battle life is lost
Time is lost
To both loser and victor
I can do this for days and days
So can you if you're how I picture
I am no more than you
Just humble seer from above
Fuck it, let's squash this beef
From me to you,
peace and love
Why did you need someone else to step in?
Sad little man can't handle an ass whoopin?
Your words were so badly spaced
It was like politics and sin
I couldn't tell where one ends and the other begins.
I've never done this before
But even I can see
If you think your words are clever
Better go read yourself a fable
They've got the same amount of truth
So shut your mouth if you're able
Now baby, the adults are talking
Get your ass back to the kid's table.
(I've never done this before so I hope that's okay idk man I tried)
Sad little man can't handle an ass whoopin?
Your words were so badly spaced
It was like politics and sin
I couldn't tell where one ends and the other begins.
I've never done this before
But even I can see
If you think your words are clever
Better go read yourself a fable
They've got the same amount of truth
So shut your mouth if you're able
Now baby, the adults are talking
Get your ass back to the kid's table.
(I've never done this before so I hope that's okay idk man I tried)
