• FACEPUNCH 2011 BATTLE RAPPING
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The fuck is that shit, iambic pentameter? I don't give a fuck it came from a trash compactor. [editline]18th October 2011[/editline] That was awful lol Actually came from my asshole
[QUOTE=BENJA5;32853849]I told you once, and it appears that you didn't listen But I must inform you: I am the tiger, you are the kitten If you're lucky, this time you will wisen up and flee Before you are found sinking into the depths of the sea.[/QUOTE] Your rap tactics are very bad, making your shit look drastic. Driven by your frantic antics, sitting back blazing chronic. Raps written by you are soft, mine are epic like music. I didn't want to do this dude but I'm sick of this. You live in a world of bliss. Listen to my shit, princess. Get better with this, I'm pissed. Like grade school, you're dismissed.
[QUOTE=GoldenGnome;32853840]His avatar is a hoff His stings a lil too soft Maybe he gotta hop off His forum name is benja Need a doctor to mend'jya Dumb shit up in this thread Gonna make y'all posers dead Takin on the world just to break bread.[/QUOTE] Another new post, and another fake MC Am I the only one here with some real expertise? Touch me again, you'll be six feet in the soil After you drown in a bucket of motor oil
Look at these fools, verbally messin', so far your actions have called your morality into question, want amnesty? Ok - but first I have to cave your chest in, consider a formality, also one area im best in, at least 7 countries consider it a form of brutality, my love, so go ahead, mess, shove.... Cause if push came to shove the probability is they'd likely get rid of me, and if shove came to metal i'd catch one between my teeth, it may cost me some dental and maybe my speech but it'd sure prove im mental - turn my enemies to psychologically dead meat.
[QUOTE=BENJA5;32853959]Another new post, and another fake MC Am I the only one here with some real expertise? Touch me again, you'll be six feet in the soil After you drown in a bucket of motor oil[/QUOTE] Bro dude not cool He was complimenting ya, foo' Quick snip that shit Or you'll look like a tool
[QUOTE=TaoAmano;32853921]Your rap tactics are very bad, making your shit look drastic. Driven by your frantic antics, sitting back blazing chronic. Raps written by you are soft, mine are epic like music. I didn't want to do this dude but I'm sick of this. You live in a world of bliss. Listen to my shit, princess. Get better with this, I'm pissed. Like grade school, you're dismissed.[/QUOTE] Listen I've been spitting fire since I came out the womb My innate domination makes all my haters fume I don't even know why I reply to your poor writing Cause your lack of skill makes this shit unexciting You're stunting in this game, my raps are quite phenomenal Dare to disagree, you get socked in the abdominal
[QUOTE=BENJA5;32854023]Listen I've been spitting fire since I came out the womb My innate domination makes all my haters fume I don't even know why I reply to your poor writing Cause your lack of skill makes this shit unexciting You're stunting in this game, my raps are quite phenomenal Dare to disagree, you get socked in the abdominal[/QUOTE] Phenomenal? I'd say your lyrics are like a snowman; of the variety abominable, Like you laid it down on the floor - Its fucking stompable, Psyche! I already kicked it out the door, and over the top, Unstoppable, clip clop clip clop, like a knight in shining armour, I look for a glorious fight to make me calmer, my lyrics are kickin', You best believe the rumors that I'm clit-lickin', this your girlfriend? High-velocity slicknasty, I already stuck my dick in, Low-viscosity Elastoplasty, get some, your face is sickenin'.
Rappers's shitty rhyme's got nothing on my books, he probably doesn't even know how Das Kapital looks. The kid's got nothing, short and fat like a muffin, While he's sitting there crying I'll fill his mum with my stuffin'
I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it---- A sort of walking miracle, my skin Bright as a Nazi lampshade, My right foot A paperweight, My face a featureless, fine Jew linen. Peel off the napkin 0 my enemy. Do I terrify?---- The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth? The sour breath Will vanish in a day. Soon, soon the flesh The grave cave ate will be At home on me And I a smiling woman. I am only thirty. And like the cat I have nine times to die. This is Number Three. What a trash To annihilate each decade. What a million filaments. The peanut-crunching crowd Shoves in to see Them unwrap me hand and foot The big strip tease. Gentlemen, ladies These are my hands My knees. I may be skin and bone, Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman. The first time it happened I was ten. It was an accident. The second time I meant To last it out and not come back at all. I rocked shut As a seashell. They had to call and call And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls. Dying Is an art, like everything else, I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell. I do it so it feels real. I guess you could say I've a call. It's easy enough to do it in a cell. It's easy enough to do it and stay put. It's the theatrical Comeback in broad day To the same place, the same face, the same brute Amused shout: 'A miracle!' That knocks me out. There is a charge For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge For the hearing of my heart---- It really goes. And there is a charge, a very large charge For a word or a touch Or a bit of blood Or a piece of my hair or my clothes. So, so, Herr Doktor. So, Herr Enemy. I am your opus, I am your valuable, The pure gold baby That melts to a shriek. I turn and burn. Do not think I underestimate your great concern. Ash, ash --- You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there---- A cake of soap, A wedding ring, A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air. -- Sylvia Plath, THE BADDEST OF THEM ALL
A haiku for you, write your own lyrics, damn jew, Don't copy some kraut.
You push problems away like your repressed memories It's a wonder how humanity has lived out many centuries Lemme say that one day you'll see your errors and flaws But that's when I'm the king, and you'll obey my laws Party Hats, some advice, get out of this thread This place is only for the purest of thoroughbreds You can't speak my language, better get a thesaurus I'm about to stomp on you just like a tyrannosaurus I wreck this shit like a bomb that's in a shopping mall And you are the Dan Quayle and I am the Saint Paul
(Referring to Rapper's Box rating) Rapper said dumb but now he's in pain, I'm gonna teach him the Communist's sayin', Let the red flow through your brains, like the Manifesto trapped in my veins, if Lenin and Marx taught me one thing, it's evolution, it's establishment, propaganda, that's a revolution, tear down the god damn capitalist walls, there's the resolution. The People Know what they need, they know how to lead, makin' differences in Petersberg and Wall Street. [editline]18th October 2011[/editline] Oh Benja5 please, I'm out of your league, come back to me when you got some real shit to speak, tell me when you've learned the truth about the world and how it ain't fair, To Kill A Mockingbird, a story I'd share, You think you're good at rap? You do it badly, lonely as Boo Radley, sadly you're probably yellin' and screamin' all madly.
Everybody in here getting depressed. I came in spitting, my rhymes progressed. Digest what I'm shitting then come back impressed. Like a assassin sneaking in with a handgun, suppressed. This shits whack and somewhat messed. Shooting like a professor, trangressed. Let me suggest that you be put to rest. I request that you quit until you have progressed or became dead in your conquest. (Just to level my rhyming out. I'm trying to get more experienced. Not directed at anyone.)
Listen I hate rap, I'm more into rock, but even I know that crap is a load of cock, learn to rhyme please, and then come back to me, but until then, adieu, consider yourself blocked.
No Party Hats needs to learn to rap. He should pick the slack, for he is whack. Needs to stop before he walks into a deathtrap Let's recap, you do not have the skill you lack.
If I hear one more MC thinkin he's in the rap scene I'll turn my scrotum to a trampoline, only to be obscene But right before I run you over with my lorry Let me sit down, and I'll tell YOU a story: Once upon a time, I moved out to San-Fran I found this girl I liked, her name was Ann Then I learned she was in the Ku Klux Klan! What'd I do? Drowned her in the Sea of Japan The moral of the story? I can't be too sure; But one thing's for sure, I'm the king, de jure I'm the greatest thing that's coming out of Gen Z I'm telling you it's true, cause no one can step up to me It's getting kind of late, I just heard the clock chime So let me finish up, cause I'm running out of time Next time I see you, you better be on your knees And I'm out, like the blood out of your arteries
Lacking the fucking skill I don't have? Redundancy. The fact you're just some fucking kid with no skill, why don't you see, your logic here is made of total fallacies. [editline]19th October 2011[/editline] Oh fuck you Benja, or should I say BenGAY? You had to drown poor Annie just to get laid. What was her full name, fuckin' Anne Frank? Even then that dead bitch don't take to small planks.
you all need to stop rapping 'cause I don't hear anyone clapping excuse me, I gotta go get some rest but before I go, I'll tell you that neither of you are the best wow that was SHIT
[QUOTE=No Party Hats;32854525]Lacking the fucking skill I don't have? Redundancy. The fact you're just some fucking kid with no skill, why don't you see, your logic here is made of total fallacies. I don't know what that shit is dude, I'm going to mars. Rap format is four, eight, or sixteen bars. Can't ya just hang back while I inject you with some tar? Massive scars on my guitar, smearing my blood after our spar.
Here's another short poem for you, Roses are red, Violets are Blue, The skill you're all lacking, is funny to abuse. That's right, that shit right there's pristine, learn to lean of your superior's success, you'll still find me down in your girlfriend, no dress.
[QUOTE=No Party Hats;32854525]Lacking the fucking skill I don't have? Redundancy. The fact you're just some fucking kid with no skill, why don't you see, your logic here is made of total fallacies. [editline]19th October 2011[/editline] Oh fuck you Benja, or should I say BenGAY? You had to drown poor Annie just to get laid. What was her full name, fuckin' Anne Frank? Even then that dead bitch don't take to small planks.[/QUOTE] I must say that this time I'm unimpressed Perhaps you should consider an intelligence test Seriously, for real this time, I'm going to go and disband But it seems while you stayed inside the lines, I fought to draw freehand
[QUOTE=silentjubjub;32854563]you all need to stop rapping 'cause I don't hear anyone clapping excuse me, I gotta go get some rest but before I go, I'll tell you that neither of you are the best wow that was SHIT[/QUOTE] The best be putting you to the true test. You stepped in to this contest, no regrets Like a unwelcome guest, getting compressed. I didn't want to have lay you to rest. You left me no option to put you in this coffin. Beckon this will not be the only time that I come through wrecking. Leaving your family in the church broken, sneak out back... arson Left the building in shambles, it be blazing like me in my suburban swerving.
[QUOTE=TaoAmano;32854569][QUOTE=No Party Hats;32854525]Lacking the fucking skill I don't have? Redundancy. The fact you're just some fucking kid with no skill, why don't you see, your logic here is made of total fallacies. I don't know what that shit is dude, I'm going to mars. Rap format is four, eight, or sixteen bars. Can't ya just hang back while I inject you with some tar? Massive scars on my guitar, smearing my blood after our spar.[/QUOTE] Shit man scheme? All I need is a theme, your bars and lines are chains, I've got the keys, if you've got an issue, talk to the boss, but the threats you make just leave you at a loss. [editline]19th October 2011[/editline] [QUOTE=BENJA5;32854596]I must say that this time I'm unimpressed Perhaps you should consider an intelligence test Seriously, for real this time, I'm going to go and disband But it seems while you stayed inside the lines, I fought to draw freehand[/QUOTE] Freehand? Disband? Dude I own this whole land. 200 USD Grand, while you're thriving off the sand, I'll tell you what, you've had a big hand, in bringing me to the rap battle stand.
[QUOTE=No Party Hats;32854604][QUOTE=TaoAmano;32854569] Shit man scheme? All I need is a theme, your bars and lines are chains, I've got the keys, if you've got an issue, talk to the boss, but the threats you make just leave you at a loss.[/QUOTE] I don't know what this shit is whiz. LSD I be tripping feeling like this is a quiz Come back my hair in a friz. Complain about people posting bad shit in rap threads, fizzed.
Oh damn you be tripping balls right? Well that makes it easier to show off my might. Turn off the lights, it's your bedtime son, don't forget your bag lunch and Capri-Sun.
First time doing anything like this plz go easy on me =-( [QUOTE=TaoAmano;32854628] I don't know what this shit is whiz. LSD I be tripping feeling like this is a quiz Come back my hair in a friz. Complain about people posting bad shit in rap threads, fizzed.[/QUOTE] Would you please go and take a seat It's quite obvious that you just can't compete. Your rhymes are weak, they really are sad I had to post because they're so bad.
Shit Party hats, I wonder if you wear a helmet. Your stupidity makes me somewhat vomit, chocolate. Parents restricting you with limits, diet. Mother wanting you to always call up her digits. To bad I'm burning you like a cross. I'm a boss, your raps are at a total loss. This matchup myswell been a toss. Eric Badau, got the sauce?
Fuck man, Compete and Seat, Sad and Bad, around here we fucking kill your kinda lad, now go home and cry to your little dad, make him question why you were ever had. [editline]19th October 2011[/editline] [QUOTE=TaoAmano;32854680]Shit Party hats, I wonder if you wear a helmet. Your stupidity makes me somewhat vomit, chocolate. Parents restricting you with limits, diet. Mother wanting you to always call up her digits. To bad I'm burning you like a cross. I'm a boss, your raps are at a total loss. This matchup myswell been a toss. Eric Badau, got the sauce?[/QUOTE] Shit, Diet kid? You must be a lagga, I don't need sugar use crushed up Viagra, makin' up words or cuttin' them up, just a part of the plan to mop you up.
[QUOTE=Shadaez;32854670]First time doing anything like this plz go easy on me =-( Would you please go and take a seat It's quite obvious that you just can't compete. Your rhymes are weak, they really are sad I had to post because they're so bad.[/QUOTE] Ask me to go easy then you diss me, nope. You've entered a slippery slope, time to blaze some dope. If I didn't burn ganja, I'd be aiming my rifle scope. Like your parents and the pope, I've lost all hope.
Haha, who even does dope? Sober since october, that shit's no tight rope. The shit I do is shit you couldn't cope, you know, kids shit, like 12 inches of Coke.
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