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Post by Mr Nutting on Apr 21, 2003 23:48:25 GMT -5
C'mon Brodsack lets battle you old phogy ass b1tch. Oh yeah, and this freestyle is gonna kick your ass, no matter how long it is. See, I'm the rap game master, I create many disasters My flows are like my math, they're a natural hazard Man I'll smack all you bitches down, you'll have nothing to say My rhymes'll have you rattled like 'Exponential Decay' So listen close bitches, 3+4=7 No one wants to hear about "LoneRanger & Tonto FIstfight in Heaven" So Martinsen, you better just exit out the door I bet your so dumb you didn't know PI = 3.14 You can tell by my pic, that my teeth are all yellow You can also tell the way I walk that I'm a very handsome fellow To Davison and Keithly, you two need some suction You can't handle my shit, Periodical Functions So get legit, and start making better rhymes Before I hit you up with some 'Law of Cosines' So stop with the HIstory shit, this ain't a German Invasion Man I'll have Hackett shook with my Parametric Equations Cuz you know its all about Algebra and Trigonometry The Algebra of Vectors, Angles, and Lines of Symmetry Cuz I have 4 kids, and retired after 30 yrs in the Coast Guard Man I'll throw so many addition problems at you, you'll still say 'they're hard!' Nutting will wrap you up, stick you up and quickly sell you I'll find out how much to sell you for using "expected value" My rhymes'll make you go to mentally insane facility Matter fact, 1/1 would be the conditional probability Cuz once I'm done with you emcees, I'll just hit the throttle Don't make me size your asses up like Geometric Models Cuz yeah I'm smart, I know everything about Math ALright the rhymes will stop, time to take a bath Oh yeah and here is a pic of my loved one:
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Post by Mr Cleveland on Apr 22, 2003 1:01:51 GMT -5
Let me throw some chemistry up in here suckas. You noe I be freestylin in class NIGGAS!!! *Music comes out of nowhere *It's getting hot in herre! 'shakes ass and pics up mic' CHeck it, Everytime you turn up the music you hear me on the radio My flows so complex its like figurin mol to mol ratios Mah first name is jeffery like ja rule I shave my head cuz i think its so cool You other fake mcs cant flow wit me Dont even try to spit, your rhymes are always lyin Im like 50 cent: Im gonna get rich, while you die tryin I spit mad rhymes like h2O, nH4, and aL3 For all you stupid bitches that dont noe, thats chemistry Dont be scared cuz all my rhymes are unstable They got you rattled like remembering the periodic table Nutting you dont noe shit bout math so just relax What you noe about: *Choo *CHoo, 'train tracks' Nutface your teeth are so yellow you spit butta my flows so savage, its hotter than a bunsen burna You noe you cant handly my rhymes son this aint for fun Im like KRS, im the ONE Ed, how you always failin dem tests boo? Do you want me to give you the answers too Now just sit down and listen Cuz you noe im a jew not a christian Dont worry ed, just suck my dick and i'll let u pass O, dont forget to put on your safety glass
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Post by Mr Drager on Apr 22, 2003 15:46:55 GMT -5
Hello mother fuckers... Here we goooo yo, I'm the biology man, I teach about atoms I'm like a rattlesnake, all the other MC's I rattle em' Cuz I also teach zoology, it's my true subject All you other gay teachers, I object Cuz you don't deserve to be in this lyrical fight I'm like an owl, I have 20/20 sight So don't try to step to me, you'll just get shook I'll take you to the zoo, than make you read a book. Cuz i'm tight yo, you can't handle me The only time you should be (w)rappin is Christmas Eve So grab your click and leave, before I spit a sicker line Come back next time without your little sisters rhymes Cuz I'm nice when I'm freein, who you think you beein My pants are new, my sweater is new DOn't be mad at old phogy dressed better than you Cuz I'm nice when I'm freein, you ain't beatin me Matter fact I'll be a buffet and you ain't eatin me Yo, I'ts a rap, cuz I'm the ultimate science teacher Most say I'm dangerous like a nocturnal creature
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Post by Mista Butler on Apr 22, 2003 15:54:07 GMT -5
Yo, let mista B get in this don't try to beat me I'm here to take cleaveland down to drown in my pee I'll beat u down with my lyrics drop u in lake placid I'll burn u when i mix in sum of this surfiric acid Get u'r tie dye outta here nobody wants it I'll tie you and die you like your lab jacket Or lab coat wuteva it doesn't matter to me Either way tie dye's like you it's so ugly Your skills aren't tyte enough to teach at a level with me I'm up in here to teach you about some AP Get outta here your chem does not compete with me I'll scare you with your fear of organic chemistry I'll whip you with my hippy hair Break your beatles CD then you'll really be scared That's enough i got a class to go teach I'll smoke weed at 3 with mista D... ...Dragger that is, the supplier of me Cuz we all know he's comes to class after smokin weed.
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Post by Diana Congdon on Apr 22, 2003 16:15:03 GMT -5
Bonjour to you motha fuckas straight from france My words will put you in a fuckin trance Tu est un dumbass so get the fuck outta here I'll fuck you up with my french in your ear I don't got time to finish this So au revoir i'll be back with some shit
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Post by Diana Congdon on Apr 22, 2003 23:53:01 GMT -5
Salut to mah niggaz from the BHS Come and check out my tiny lil breasts Madame C up in here bringin france with me I kno you not fuckin with a true french G You'll never be able to battle me i fight dirty I'll bend over and show u sumpin u don't wanna see That's right you know what i'm talkin bout Don't try to test me just quickly get out I'm sick of everybody always hatin on me One of these days i'll reach up and punch you in the knee I'll open a can of french whoop ass on you You'll be a french maniac when i get thru You don't even wanna know about the french i speak I'll spit it and burn you with my vocabulary Would you like to celebrate mardi gras with me But don't ask how many people i flashed to get these beads Vous les vous couchez avec moi Sils vous plait means please and i'll give you mula Mula means money in some native toungue But it's not french so i don't really give a fuck son. This raps been wrapped with french and it's done I'll bend over and take a picture so you can admire my buns.
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Post by Chain Smoker on Apr 23, 2003 19:05:00 GMT -5
Yo i smoke through these holes that are here on my throat I've been doin it so long yo i don't even choke It's the cool thing to do don't think just toke It's my life my destiny to be the master of smoke And i be sniffin random shit i find in the streets Jus sniffin and smokin to fulfill my every need I sniff that tobasco and it burns so much but when the bleeding stops it's the greatest rush Don't doubt it cuz you don't know shit But i don't kno much about smokin a clit Ask the G that calls himself pussy smoker At first i thought he was just a joker Until i smoked that pussy from left to right I could keep smokin pussy all fuckin night But i gotta keep it real to my 300 packs a day Chain smokin is great but it really doesn't pay I'm broke as fuck i spend five thousand bucks Buyin enough smokes to fit in a semi-truck I should prolly quit but shit I smoke tits Anybody smokin shit like that will neva eva quit So i'm out sayin don't smoke stuff you find in the streets Jus sniff em and snort em till you find sumpin sweet.
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Post by Lefty 2Gunz on Sept 9, 2003 14:40:00 GMT -5
Listen Im havin visions, that these fake mc's, don't spit free, they spit shit thats written, so I continue to diss em, chu, em up and continue to rip em' just strip em of there manhood, I bet you turn on MTV, see JA RULE,and slip your hand underneath the sheet and say damn,he looks good,
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Post by MC ASSAULT on Apr 20, 2004 14:15:36 GMT -5
i hit da open mic and im bringin da hype ASIAN emcees... eat a bowl full of rice ill let ya see mah style but it comes with a price hoes on my dick they think it so nice ill slice an ill dice fry ya mic up nice u wack thinkin your rappin dats like an etheopian with groceries it aint gonna happen u a no hit wonder dude u couldnt get a hit if the mob was after you your ega's just inflatin this is a battle why yall niggas debatin? my mouth is racin now ya pacin make you vanish without a trace and you think u the shit but ya just a pile of crap you couldnt get a record deal by sittin a DRE's lap his dick in ya ass up to da hilt cum on ya lip like... GOT MILK?
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Post by 9 Eleven on May 13, 2004 13:53:06 GMT -5
[Dat was Real cute TEXT[glow=red,2,300]TEXT[/glow]
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Post by Eleven on May 13, 2004 13:54:54 GMT -5
Who really ewanna challenge da kidd
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Post by 9 Eleven on May 13, 2004 13:56:54 GMT -5
Who really ewanna challenge da kidd
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Post by Hot Topic on May 13, 2004 14:15:43 GMT -5
U know i stay strapped like some air force 1's/ Plus u know i stay strapped wit some air force guns/ Im dressed in green, but dat dont mean you can go/ Put some slugs in ya body an watch u die slow/ Niggas keep actin ima gibe u two guns up/ If you got kids ima leave em two yards tucked/ Da kay spray heavily watch it detach ya neck/ Dis aint basketball but you can catch a teck/
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Post by slik on Jun 29, 2004 11:00:50 GMT -5
lol, ppls these days crak me up get me lemmi giv it a lil shot bare mans these days / fink theyre bare hot slik jus entered this battle n il tell yas wat this ma show chi chi manz so dun fuk abat ure all batty boys n il take yas all out u wanna be the g u wanna prove u da man therz no g's round ere but this true slik asian wen i spit my lyrics thru telepathy, now thru ure mind now thru ure body like a current, like a battery, like a drug im addictiv, there aint no comparitiv to me, its a mythology like made up shit its imaginary, yas lot get me? this ure lil open challenge n dat was ure mistake slik entered n proved ure bare fake fake thas u MC wannabes ma lyrical flow is full of da g'zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz haha, yas lot jus got wrecked,lyricscumin from east london sides, representin ya get meeeeeeeee
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Post by sanity on Jul 7, 2004 1:18:35 GMT -5
O my what do we have here.
Slik! yo shit is wack and limp like ur dick and my shit is tight as ur moms pussy u need some mo lyrical skill befor you spit slik i'll strap two guns to my hand and leave ur head musshy just like my cum on ur sister's fucked up face i'm sorry i broke her in, but someone had too her mouth was a baseball field and my dick da bat when i busted a nut, it was like hitting a home run but her sperm stain teeth were my bases and her throat my home plate now shut the fuck up, before u die
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