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There Will Be Blood- ATS Rap Battle

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posted on Jun, 8 2018 @ 11:40 PM

originally posted by: Mike Stivic
Headed to bed bro.

This thread was started during the winter when I had much more time on my hands, I have been run ragged in real life since spring sprung.. if I don't respond right away don't think your off the hook..


No problem at all man. Take your time. I just post because I think its fun. It also kind of gives me a way to evaluate how I progress.
Have a good

posted on Jun, 9 2018 @ 01:03 AM
a reply to: Mike Stivic

You sound odd talking about the temple of a Greek god?
It more like it's coming from the basement of your grandma
that you balled in the back of a Uhaul.
I'm the instructor who's also your conductor.
That's right Jane I'm driving this crazy train.
Your rap sounds like crap, like it came from a kid
screaming Hey Daddy look, see what I did.
But your Daddy's not happy with his crappy little bratty
Especially after what you did to your grammy. That just nasty.

So you've been hide'n with Poseidon
like a drowned clown who found his frown.
I didn't want to say it but I pray it's not to late.
You need to stop spitt'n sh*t, cuz you don't know what your saying.
It's like your trying to hard and you practice in a mirror
and then you f*ck it all up and put the wrong words here.

I know you think your flow is dope but nope
its not even close
to being a tight rope.

So you used a rubber on my mother?
Well I'm glad your not my dad.

Now your butthurt with your gut's cut like my dog's nuts.
Your rap sounds likes coming from some c*m guzzling gutter slut.

edit on 9-6-2018 by highvein because: (no reason given)

edit on 9-6-2018 by highvein because: (no reason given)

posted on Jun, 10 2018 @ 10:39 AM
a reply to: highvein

Man, please refrain from the direct curses.
The mods have been very lenient with us here.
Metaphor and innuendo seems to get a free pass,but if you keep dropping F-bombs and automatic-censor evading like that, I'm afraid the mods will close this thread down..

They did it to the last thread..after 13 pages some kid with no vocabulary or imagination and serious gutter mouth got the entire thread 404'd.

Please bro please. Not only will it keep the thread safe , but it will improve your writing if you can think of witty alternatives to the tired old gutter curses..

I'm not saying you can't be lewd or crude..I'm not insulted..I thought the premise was funny..the chosen delivery system did not do it justice..


I fluffernuttered your pink flamingo,
Searched your grounds and found a hole for my dingo..

Just use your imagination.


posted on Jun, 10 2018 @ 09:13 PM
a reply to: highvein

Click play then read..

This one is a treat for my number one fan-boy,
The number one reason I won't be caught on the street sans-toys...

Hiya Highvein,
I think it's cool you try to copy my-game,it's also cute you think you understand my-pain. But it's creepy how you want to pick my-brain.I heard you were lonely in the rain after school,Staring at the family pool. Wondering how many of your fathers tools would it take.You were your mother's jewel,now your searching for a secluded lake and I think it's sad.I never wanted to be your role model or your surrogate dad.By the way your real old man's parenting ain't so bad,if you'd give him a chance. It's not his fault Ellen wouldn't go with you to the dance or you still wear underoo's under your pants. And your rants are getting more disturbing, disconcerting,unnerving. Your brother Irving found your diary, and told how much you admire-me.But it also talks of the voices telling you to do evil, compelling wrong choices that hurt people you refer to as sheeple. It's getting scary, so I'm afraid security wont let you anywhere near-me.Sry bro It's time for me to go,


posted on Jun, 17 2018 @ 10:30 PM
a reply to: Mike Stivic

My bad man. I didn't even consider that possibility.

posted on Jun, 18 2018 @ 09:08 PM
a reply to: Mike Stivic

Sry guys but I'm back again
It's insane how much pain
I can sustain from your lyrical mundane sayings.

I grab the mic and end your tripe
like a knight with a broadsword
might like to fight.

Now you know this roads
been closed
Hogtied and refried
Your quotes are too old.

You fall further behind
in your rhymes its just sublime
to watch your mind unwind
as your running out of time.

You slip as you dip your wick
in some hip chick
and fall quick face first

in a pile of your own Stivic.


edit on 18-6-2018 by highvein because: (no reason given)

posted on Jun, 18 2018 @ 10:16 PM
a reply to: Mike Stivic

Press play.

here we go
listen up.

It's time you hit the road
cause you know
your rhymes dont pay the toll.
like I fortold
your business has been foreclosed.

Now your sitting all along
like the bike of Lance Armstrong
with nowhere to go
so you mope about lost hope
with no dope to make you float.

I understand the scope
of the boat you in
your titanic hit some ice again
and you broke the rope
to save yourself like some dope
with no thought of what you don't know.

You find yourself flung against the stones
shipwrecked with fed ex and Wilson
but you don't survive like Tom Hanks done
you don't make it off this island.


edit on 18-6-2018 by highvein because: (no reason given)

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 04:27 PM
a reply to: highvein

Let's be honest here,
While your dad chain smoked and weeped tears,
Your mom's idea of prenatal care,
Was shots of black label chased by cheap beers,
To be clear your in the rear,
While i'm getting cheers from my peers,
Your frozen in fear,
I'm the headlights and your the deer,

I'm cruising and your battered and bruised,
You lose when I break-loose,
So it's not true,
Those reports of you winning are fake-news.

I rip when I spit My words hit like bricks,
When you slip and trip into the pit,
I stick the flip an empty my clip into your clique,

Like John wick....


posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 06:56 PM
a reply to: Mike Stivic

Mike Stivic likes to project
his history of parental neglect
Not allowed a pet to play fetch
and keep his disorder in check
so being the predator apex
I slide the knife across his neck.

I know you've had a rough time
but I changed the tide
no more free ride
now I glide across the finish line
with a jetpack like a jedi
all in the same stride.

I can't be locked, dropped, blocked, or stopped
so you come off half cocked
and spew slop
like your head popped off
with no jaw to say ah
your flawed as Murphy's Law
and all because
you found out your no astronaut
so much for your peer's applause.

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 07:16 PM
a reply to: Mike Stivic

I wonder if this could be something that would do well in a collaborative writing forum?

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 07:32 PM
Upsetting the trend setting by leaving more heads spinning. Locked eyes with enemies grinning, my souls fire, burning from the beginning.

No hate inside, its all used up for living. The fuel burns dirty but boosts a hard living.

Industrial levels of rage pushing back, shockwave of passion overcoming the attack.

Absolutely no fsscks left for giving. My left elbow can deliver what I'm bringing. My right dont know what the left hand does. Thats because I dont trust anyone. Thats because I dont want to stomp hard. I wont step up, I'll plough through your front yard.

I wont creep up, I will sneak into your floors and stab at your feet with nails, glass shards and crow bars.

I'll be pouring out the walls like your life force is pouring out your bod. I'll be ghosting your every moment alone in dark halls like I was an all seeing god.

I'll shadow your souls narrows as we both slip into your camo. Ghillie suit for two mother fsscker, I see you from inside you. There is no hiding fool.

edit on 6 19 2018 by tadaman because: (no reason given)

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 08:04 PM
a reply to: highvein

Best one yet! Well done!


posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 08:06 PM
a reply to: tadaman

Glad to see you back bro!

Excellent as always.

I have to go pick up my aunt and mom from bingo, if I don't pop back in tonight I'll be back tomorrow.

Again great work guys, glad to see this thread getting some action!


posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 08:30 PM

originally posted by: Mike Stivic
a reply to: highvein

Best one yet! Well done!


Wow. I am not quiet sure what to say but thank you.
I consider that to be an honor coming from you.

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 08:33 PM
a reply to: tadaman

That was awesome dude

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 08:48 PM
a reply to: highvein

Thanks man! Everyone had some tasty ass bars dropping. This thread is lots of fun.

Have a good one!
edit on 6 19 2018 by tadaman because: (no reason given)

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 09:16 PM
a reply to: tadaman

It looks like tadaman is back
to clickety clack and talk smack
out of his air sac
so he gets jacked and smacked
and sent packing with a napsack.

The look on his face is priceless
as he's put in his place it's nice but
like a Ming vase
it cracks and breaks from time
leaving him no rhyme.

When you enter my place
from the floor space
you hear the bass
that leads to your face sprayed
with mace as you pray
for peace in the grave.

edit on 19-6-2018 by highvein because: (no reason given)

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 10:20 PM
a reply to: highvein

I see you in an ICU. Im not psychic its just what I do.

I'll break your bone marrow as your spine snaps in two with shattered vertebrae mangled up like if by dogs they were chewed.

Im with you. Stuck with me, Im in your ass with my ass like a bee with his prick deep in your sh*t. Stings dont it, dick.

Dont forget, after this you wont be able to sit. Enjoy it now because after this, clown, Im going to tear your ass up with these sick lyrics.

Like my bitch. Give me your half of the twix. Give me your half of the twins. Give me your half of the wins. If not I'll drop you to the ground with a brick. Then I'll use it for your tomb stone after Im done writing your name on it with piss.

With a brick? Yeah, or a cinderblock, I dont need a glock to pop off your top. By my bare hands these bear hands with rip off your head like a bottle cap unlocks and lets the soda pop or your brains flow out and then get mopped up.


Have a good one homie.

edit on 6 19 2018 by tadaman because: (no reason given)

posted on Jun, 19 2018 @ 10:24 PM
a reply to: tadaman

Man it's jacked
how you think you can crack back
with a rap that lacks the skill
to use a mouse trap.

Just like that
I can tear your world down
half baked hack
I'll turn your pants brown.

One thing you need
to know about me
I take what I please
giving no sympathy
it comes with ease a breeze, really
to make you sit down in your own feces.


posted on Jun, 21 2018 @ 09:51 PM

Don't be like that
a rat with no cheese
watch for a cat
then you run up a tree
I don't climb
but this cats got rhyme
it might take you time
but I see that nest of bees.

Really? Now you just look silly
running around all willy nilly
It hurts when they sting
its like my rap brings
Kings to their knees
all just for me.

This is my rap flood
I bring blood from thuds
to studs like scuds
and leave them looking shocked
like Elmer Fudd.

Your a wasckaly wabbit
who can't even dab it
so this pious abbot
drops you like a bad habbit

Or you could be a fish
swimming in a dish
of course you wish
you didn't have a problem
then I tear out your spinal column
and eat ya up like Gollum. Gollum Gollum.

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