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posted on Jun, 8 2011 @ 04:48 PM
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reply to post by Mike Stivic
 




Yeah that's cool man, good stuff




posted on Jun, 8 2011 @ 05:11 PM
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I put time and dedication into selling medication,
at the train station in the middle of the nation.
Your mind is racin' trying to keep pace,
find me a neat place to space out and smoke.
I'm as broke as your spine,
that's a joke, you're feeling fine,
until my nine makes a line of bullets,
because I caught you stealing rhymes from Busta.
"In God We Trust"--uh wait I don't believe,
wipe your blood on my sleeve in the mud,
so when I leave this eve your bud Steve will know the deal.
Go and peel your scabs in seething pain,
breathing through a water main with my gills.
Your daughter checks the deck and the grill is missing,
What the heck I'm still pissing like a racehorse all over her face?
Causing a divorce to a disgrace of a pair,
don't force me to share because I'm greedy,
I need these trees and this bleeze, b***ch please.
You have a disease called Hep. C,
step to me and leprechauns will be attacking,
smacking you while jacking off,
cracking up and lacking cups to play beer pong.
I hear songs and steer bongs to my mouth.



posted on Jun, 8 2011 @ 05:44 PM
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You have nothing on me, the true king os mc's
yeah you might have some skill, but you sure aint no tupac that sh*ts fo real!
now were keeping the people waiting, speaking about whos best between us, endlessly debating,
i'll turn this to your funeral come dressed for the occasion, in my mind your just a memory thats fading !
yo your face looks like its took a heavy amount of hatin', eating by snakes and molested by satan,
this guys clearly a virgin he'll never get to matin'
see i can tell your scared, cause i got your girl outta the swimwear, and her pussy is shaved in the same way as your chinhair,
you myfriend are fake as a b*itch, i'll make your mom suck my d*ck while im taking a sh*t, and i wont still till i cum in her hair strands, stand up make the b*itch wipe my ass with her bare hands, she'll turn around and slap you on the chin, now you know what its like to have a sh*t eating grin !!
so im gettin my vengance with words, sentances, verbs and paragraphs,
if im slim shady i guess therell be nothing aftermath !!!
i told you before im clearly the best, im immortal i dont need no bulletproof vest,
my family crest is always put to the test but we come out on top like its a money fest,
next time i see you i'll lay you to rest, with 6, .44 bullets straight to the chest!!!



posted on Jun, 8 2011 @ 06:22 PM
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I put time and dedication into selling medication,
at the train station in the middle of the nation.
Your mind is racin' trying to keep pace,
find me a neat place to space out and smoke.
I'm as broke as your spine,
that's a joke, you're feeling fine,
until my nine makes a line of bullets,
because I caught you stealing rhymes from Busta.
"In God We Trust"--uh wait I don't believe,
wipe your blood on my sleeve in the mud,
so when I leave this eve your bud Steve will know the deal.
Go and peel your scabs in seething pain,
breathing through a water main with my gills.
Your daughter checks the deck and the grill is missing,
What the heck I'm still pissing like a racehorse all over her face?
Causing a divorce to a disgrace of a pair,
don't force me to share because I'm greedy,
I need these trees and this bleeze, b***ch please.
You have a disease called Hep. C,
step to me and leprechauns will be attacking,
smacking you while jacking off,
cracking up and lacking cups to play beer pong.
I hear songs and steer bongs to my mouth.



If this is any indication, your dedication to medication,
would have been better spent on an education,
I see now, im gonna have to take my hat off,
sit down and teach a dog like pavlov,
how to spit rhymes instead of jack off,
guess what? i finished your race,
and found a cool spot to hunt rats while i finish this case,
yeah its a pretty neat place, despite this kid with a pimply face,
hitting the bong to escape his fate,
your sick in the head like them kids sniffing glue,
getting caught in the closet with they faces blue,
was it true?
was it you?
eating shaggy's snack with scooby doo?
i make you sweat like flu, when i roll through your crew,
your all monkey see monkey do,
thats why you swing from my ^ick, while you fling your own poo,
the judges hit the gong, on your song, so your out,
but you still wear thongs while you steer dongs to your mouth,



~meathead

PS

This is all in fun brother no offense meant



posted on Jun, 8 2011 @ 08:11 PM
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reply to post by Mike Stivic
 


No offense taken man, I encourage you to insult me in your raps because IMO they make better rhymes that hit harder and are funnier.

You lose since you use my rhymes as your structure,
I choose to abuse you until your black and blue.
Do in fact attack and I'll crack your back like a twig,
take a swig, smoke a cig and relax while I kick facts,
you are fat like a pig,
jigsaw puzzles are too complex,
for dumbasses like you who have never had sex.
I'll break your pair of glasses,
go to classes baked and ace a test,
make some asses shake and rest,
take molassess, make a pancake and nest,
like a bird in your gutter that stalks.
The wrist cutter who caulks the wounds,
I can't believe it's not butter, it is blood,
you shant leave because I have some Milk Duds.
I'll knight a queen while drunk off listerine,
fight Charlie sheen and stab him in the spleen,
because I'm mean like Joe Green.
I blaze purple haze and amaze
the Grey's anatomy fan base.
I plan to chase an asian and rape,
scrape a grape off the floor of the store,
crash my cart into the automatic door,
come back later with a poor whore for more.
"I'd like some crack for the Tour d' France"
Lance will de-pants you in front of your aunts,
steal a bike from a dyke and say "Yikes!".
You ride trikes on the freeway,
three strikes and no leeway will be given,
prison for life, division, collisions with cellmates lower bodies,
You're the hottie who is naughty with the sickos,
stick those inside of your bum,
hungry for c*m because you are scum,
I'm playing the drums while you're saying "Yum Yum!",
you need some Tums because salt is acidic.
It's my fault that your Honda Civic is crashed,
the cop said "Halt" but I was over the limit and smashed.
My words are efficient,
this would be sufficient,
but an end in nonexistant,
maybe in the distant future it will come like a wart.
My clever retorts qualify as an olympic sport,
I shroud your proud demeanor when I'm in the Oort cloud,
eclipsing the stars,
you lip sing in bars while I'm kicking it on Mars.
It's neat that you compete,
but you're a fool who will be beat,
feel the heat of my meat on your cheating woman.
I am cold like sleet across the road,
my pet toad is hiding in old peat moss.
Put on some lip gloss after you floss,
and prepare to toss my salad.
I'm the boss and you're at a loss.
Suck a tampon and a put a stamp on a letter,
fill it with cheddar and send it to the better rhymer.
You small timer whiners would be better off as coal miners,
making minimum wage breaking a sweat out of rage,
shaking the pages of the Bible cursing God.



posted on Jun, 8 2011 @ 08:42 PM
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"Some skill" is an understatement,
I'm the replacement for thunder and lightning,
lighting up and whitening the sky.
When I plunder the village it's frightening that the choke hold is tightening,
around your mother's neck and you're witnessing it,
you found that another check of her pulse would dismiss it as a coma.
The funky aroma of my dank is skunky as I accomplish my high,
watch me try to rob a bank with a monkey accomplice.
You claim that you will aim for my chest,
but it's a shame that I'll be wearing a bulletproof vest.
You are lame and have never shot a weapon,
However I own many so get to steppin',
be sure to be checkin' over your shoulder.
I have the mental power to lift and throw a boulder,
it's detrimental when you know death will come in an hour.
Try a shower, buy some flowers, and meet a nice dude.
"How rude, I'm fully nude and you're not in the mood?"
My mom eats lots of food, gains weight, and tears up,
she's been in the same state for years, bald with a beer gut,
and you brag about f*****g that fat hag?
Snag her clothes and dress up in drag, you f*g.


I'm sure I don't need to say it, but since it got a little hostile at the end there, I hope you don't take offense to that because we're just having some fun.



posted on Jun, 9 2011 @ 08:50 AM
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You scared him off man... :shk:





posted on Jun, 9 2011 @ 01:08 PM
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the uno dynamic, like cranberry lambic,
good too the last drop, plus aerodynamic,
check these tactics,
stratego king chessmaster, lyrical magician spell caster,
haste charm makes me faster than you basterds,
in the shade, Im Long like Li from soulblade, smokin w--d and drinking wine,
thats home-grown and home-made,
a serial killer with no remorse,
I walk into town and ride out on your horse,
Obi wan style, master of this force,
step up chumps, i leave you with nothing but lumps and stumps,
I only rock adidas let you keep your reebok pumps,
so come, come, come again,
Joe Pesci in your neck with pen,
best out of three rounds like tekken,
Im a supervillian,
my henchmens, be drawin pensions, for killin' ,
two for flinchin' , and bag pinchin' ,
get mad vixens like clinton, got tapes like nixon,
from election fixin' to proper diction,
with no inhibitions, im still winnin '
the midnight mountiantop mushroom howler ,
Joe Drinking Bear guzzle growlers ,
golden showers, for these cowards i devour ,
I push out weight, you push up flowers ,
you toss darts, i launch stingers,
when my finger squeezes the trigger, your face gets disfigured,
your all talk and no action,no initiative just reaction,
and you wonder why your losing traction with your faction,
a played out has-been, We call you Hasbro,
styles a fiasco, couldnt make it hot with tobasco,
oh yeah i see what you mean, it takes skills rhyming sheen with green,
yeah bro.. your a rappin machine, careful son i see your brain start to steam,
your nightmares are like my dreams, your schemes make my eyes gleam,
i slice you open stitch you up and then pull at the seams,
weigh your organs on my triple beam, record your screams,
playem back while i ravage your queen, im all dank with no seeds,
your all sticks and beans , im pedigree your a mixed breed,

~meathead



posted on Jun, 9 2011 @ 04:27 PM
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You dig for fossils of jesus' apostles,
and seem hostile when i diss your religion.
I jostle with a pidgeon in the park,
peel off the bark of a tree,
and see if i feel high when I spark a bowl,
hole in my brain from the dark trip,
fully insane--a schizophrenic,
I panic and manically feel depressed,
because the chemicals were identical to arsenic and cyanide.
Testicles chopped off on my cult farm are dyed like t-shirts,
Bolt!--the alarm is alerting the police,
inserting the harmful piece of C4,
under the floor by the door of the store.
I implore you to gore me like a bull,
I will pull out your horns,
and lull you to the sleep of death with porn.
Scorn you for peeping my skill through a torn newborns wound,
seeping through it are stem cells.
Chem. tells the science of connections,
introspection finds rejection and suppression of emotions,
we need to host an intervention at the ocean,
the motion of the waves is relaxing.
Lotion on your shaved balls for waxing,
maxing out my debit cards while faxing retards.
I never think twice before I act,
clever chinks eat rice with tact using chops sticks,
Whenever you hop on d***s I stop your licks,
by cutting out your tongue.
You're hung from the top rung of the ladder,
matter is slung about the universe.
Cut the chatter because I keep conversations terse,
call the nurse because the devestation,
is worse than anticipation foresaw.
With more claws and teeth,
than the paws and jaws of a lion I inflict injury,
Scientific inquiry says "Teriffic, that's the last straw".
It's horrific that immigrants are in a hurry to cross the Pacific.
I'm specific when I decipher cryptic heiroglyphic stones,
dusting off bones.
You're trusting me to loan my phone to my own clone?
That's a mistake, I will drown him in a lake.
My pet snake is down under the rake,
let's bake a cake with a clown wearing a frown,
or we'll chase you out of town with pitchforks and torches.
B***h dork, my insult scorches like porches in summer.
What a bummer that your Hummer is missing,
cops are dismissing it as a distraction for a crime of passion,
pissing you off because you demand action.
Contractions of light diffraction lose traction from mass,
Form a band and the reaction will be "boo, you suck ass".
Who's to say blood will ooze for days from the gash,
after I smash Steve Nash in a one on one?
This is fun, I love this thread,
dreadlocks spread small pox among Pollacks,
Bullocks, it's not viral it's bacterial,
smack serial killers with a Norway spiral,
at the speed of light.
Smoking weed at night,
I need it or I might go Coo-Coo with depression,
despite arguments that claim to be right,
I could have a rant session saying it is harmless,
farm this plant and stimulate the economy.
I simulate taxonomy when I cut up and imitate a surgeon,
the cops are onto me so I'm urgin' you to give me cash,
Surgin' through the border like a crashing tsunami,
I'm a kamikaze,
I'll shoot a papparazzis body and then myself.
My wealth is unhealthily large thanks to my stealth,
barge in the bank and say "CHARGE!".
How ironic,
now the chronic is burning.
I'm earning the right to be learning,
yearning to be turning in circles,
while watching Urkel with Winston Churchill in a purple sweater.
These rhymes are better than the best rapper,
every time the line coincides like a finger snapper,
these lyrics reside in my mind like a napper's dreams,
I seem to find them like treasure,
they bring pleasure in equal measurements,
but the sequel is never released in the East.
The beast is made of yeast and grease,
the priest is deceased because I increased the wattage.
You eat cottage cheese like your mommie's thighs,
Commie's from Shanghai try to spy while high in the sky,
but die when they're shot and fried like a fruit fly.



posted on Jun, 9 2011 @ 04:50 PM
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Originally posted by blupblup
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You scared him off man... :shk:




Too bladdy true...these guys are Rap Gods, talented sods !!


Its gotta be a chuffin conspiracy
like the concept that the west is free democracy,
cos no way dude is this land of the free,
more like dictatorship it seems to me,
wise up homeys, its gonna erupt,
power to the underdog, end to corrupt,

Peace is ours for the takin,
love is ours for the makin,
wars kick em into touch,
billion dollar pigtrough but keep it hush,
illuminati goldmine, bloodshed of masses,
but hey man lets wear rose tinted glasses.

New york, London, terrorist attacks
Bush n Blair cover their tracks,
sheeple. people, lies n propaganda,
soakin it up on spin doctor verandah.
political machine grinds to a halt,
conveyor belt of betrayal develops a fault.




posted on Jun, 9 2011 @ 05:17 PM
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Its all fun mate


You talk about my mamma so im about to cause some drama,
Your face looks like youve been bobbing for apples and been attacked by pirahnnas !!
See look at my rhymes, its critical you listen, its critical you stop dissin, or i'll have your career in critical condition,
Laughing at you hissin and dissing, youve never had sex you always stop at the kissing !!
If you want to go for it yeah i'll give you a fight, i'll be the reason you scream and yell at night,
So lay back yeah, get as high as a kite, call yourself tupac shakur but needed to use google to spell it right !!
Its on you now, spit your verse, my shotguns thumping, not long till your in a hearse,
I dont care if i need to kill, making the doller evryday on the flow cause i got skill,
When you read this your hairs stand up on the back of your neck,
your staring at the screen like " WHAT THE HECK",
How can this guy be a lyrical genius?
I grew up listening to rap man im serious,
im serious im fearless when someone dies im tearless,
I know in the future someone will look back and feel this,
And wonder why I never got signed, I'm a near miss,
See im a lyrical god, you my friend bark like a dog,
Words not making sense, verbs in a huddle, Your now homeless lieing in the streets in a puddle,
Your quick to fail, and to much of a b*tch to tell, all your disses? APPLY TO YOU ASWELL!!!
Your soul is what you need to sell, if you ever wanna be on top,
I hold the spot, heavyweight champ I pack the glock,
Full mag with one in the chamber, shoot you in the head and fill you with the remainder,
Your boyfriend prefers you better when your not wearing anything but his wedding ring,
Im the true king, I know I can rip but it dont mean I can sing,
Its time for you to flee to the border your stuck on the obese end of an eating disorder,
Call the coronor, tell him we have found a fat foreigner talking about the food he wants to order !!
Tupac is clearly a geek, Ive commited some robberies in the past but this verse is one of my masterpiece,
See your a chubby f*ck and acts like no one notices it,
I bet you get pissed when trying on fits like XXXXXL is supposed to fit !
Where the f*cks your neck, im willing to bet, youve never had sex with a sober chick !!
I dont careif you got more fame here on ATS b*tch, f*ck you and the 13 year old girl you play with !!!

I am so good :-/



posted on Jun, 9 2011 @ 06:09 PM
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Haha that was awesome. Me, you, and Mike Stivic need to start a rap group, our lyrics would be way better than any mainstream artists nowadays, plus we just do it for fun instead of for money.

I dive bomb on you like an eagle on a mouse,
you're alive until I suprise you with illegal activities.
Festivities occuring at my house from nine to five,
I strive to insert my p***s in a bee hive.
Diahrea causes gonorrhea to thrive on your private parts,
bacteria is deteorating you while waiting for the doctor to start the exam.
I fart on the ham in front of your parents Kyle and Sam,
it's apparent as you dart for the phone and get a dial tone,
that you don't want to die alone,
but your thigh bone will shatter,
red spatter on mommies clothes,
she is dead and in a matter of time dad knows he is next,
I am glad that after the crime the cops checked for evidence,
I expect you to leave your residence and go to church,
and perch on the birch bench,
that stench is the dead pastor,
I beat him in the head with a wrench,
faster than you can say ow.
I eat thin mints with shin splints,
your fat chin hints at a window tint drive-by,
I cock it and unlock the door,
leave no prints and even pocket lint is taken,
making bacon because I'm shakin' with excitement,
federal indictment tonight,
despite uniting with a right-wing knight,
I'm captured but don't say a thing.
"You bastard!" yelled the judge,
I claimed to be framed and wouldn't budge,
smudge my feces on his gavel hammer,
stammer "I'm possessed by the devil!",
a rebel who leaps out the window,
travels six levels, hits gravel and keeps breathing



posted on Jun, 9 2011 @ 11:37 PM
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Your thread about problems with America inspired me to write this, it doesn't rhyme perfectly because I focused more on the message than rhyming.

Sarah Palin is a complete s**t for brains,
I'll delete her from her seat as a politician,
suspicions lead me to think she's a toddler,
the competition for president is pathetic,
give me some anaesthetic with a side of hope.
I reside in the nation filled with kinetic movement,
of machines and cars pumping out pollution,
No contribution after dumping oil in the oceans
from BP, see me in the tree with a sniper.
You're so shocked that you soil your diaper,
I'm hyper with rage, nobody seems to care,
They beam a blank stare when I ask about their
thoughts on the drug war, corruption, and volcanic eruptions.
Suction from a vacuum sucked in their knowledge,
they're stuck in college majoring in fashion,
That's your laboring passion?
Savoring matchin' clothes?
Stupid ho's,
don't you know there's more flavor than those ideas?
I deduced that you shouldn't reproduce,
The use of a mind like yours is loosely wanted,
but I find that people are haunted with stupidity.
An epitome-- resistance equals futility,
fertility of seeds of dummies is sailing up,
ignorance prevails while intelligence fails.
All hail the cheif Palin, did she just queef?
Say when, and the chloroform hankerchief is used,
she wakes up bruised in a beef factory,
"This can't be normal...", how informal,
I hope this idiotic storm'll pass,
but there's a better chance that I can kiss my own ass.
Miss class to twist glass into a bong,
and sing a song about how wrong
the long d**k of the law is.
Crimes with no victim land you in prison,
"This time stick him in for 20", how funny.
Say no to drugs but chug some beer,
do you hear how hypocritical it is?
That's why I'm cynical,
we're at the pinnacle of near retarded government justice,
Half a million die annually from tobacco and alcohol but trust us,
only wacko's manually smoke weed.
My facts get laughed at and dismissed,
unbelievably pissed at your swing and a miss,
I win debates and masturbate to celebrate.
Grow a plant and go to jail? Epic fail,
I rant about how the tale of Reefer Madness is a fable,
but those lies and propaganda are put on the table,
during discussions when I try to be able,
to comprehend your lack of a stable train of thought.
Pain is brought from stress, but a strain of pot works best
to cure it. Sure the dank makes you forget stuff,
but not enough to sleep with a fat skank and not remember.
I'm a member of the 'September 11 was an inside job' gang,
Over 2000 died and it was planned by our own dang leaders,
I would gladly band together and demand retribution,
but sadly the constitution has no contribution,
it's simply noise pollusion to Obama and Bush.
Stand up for your rights, and execution is the resolution.
We need to fight, but not tonight, I want to watch MTV.
Do you see? No defiance, acceptance and reliance on technology,
while our biology is being altered by flouride.



posted on Jun, 10 2011 @ 11:49 AM
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your manic depression is the result of too many drug sessions,
my intentions are aggression, I add tension, and steal your pension,
as a lesson,
I'm always like coca cola, a classic, Im drastic,
Pickle m.c.'s call me Vlasic, its tragic,
its a gun fight and your knife's made of plastic,
strategic assailant, wild and crazy guy on inhalents,
chemical imbalance, inherited from parents,
your lyrics lack coherance cuz your brain runs interferance,
and my appearance spells disaster for those without clearance,
underworld entrepreneur ,who sell cures on tour, from shore to shore,
the gun in the drawer, yearns for tupacshakur
leaves blood on the walls and your body on the floor,
sick and twisted, pissed off misfit,
whose diet consists of grits and bisquick,
derilict delinquent, not to mention ignorant immigrant without innocense,
my filaments spark dissidence in scientists,
before you get to me you gotta deal with my lioness,
she'll have you beggin for alliances,
for what its worth you style is a plate of worst,
sauteed in curse, and portrayed like dirt,
dismantle your self worth, sorry squirt, i know it hurts,
but lies would hurt worse, so heres a doller for your purse,
Joe Drinking Bear , hear me howl , I watch like an owl,
throw in your tooth brush and your towel,
your raps disperse crowds your mouth smells so fowl,
I dont play around i keep $h-t locked down tight,
had a house built outta window panes so i can see the light,
the head of production, gives instructions, like hannible,
elliot ness-esque, not untouchable, make it unhandleable,
and betting with me is never a gamble,
I couldnt wait to get my hands on the mic ,
get down like dykes,and say what i write,
Im motley, and i make you feel good like Docter,
just like dennis hopper, easy rider on my chopper,
all the way to water world with kevin costner,
I know where you live, work, and keep your car,
so you can run, but no go far,
spectacular spectacle i guide you like north star,
^uck a moneybelt... i wear orions,
to hell with your dog signs..beware my lions,
A new breed with skill plus gills,a superior biped species,
with thicker skin to live in hills or land fills, performing miracles like jesus,
for my actions i got reasons, turn tables like seasons,
on punks who commit treason
Pow zoom to the moon...Gleason

~meathead




--I just wanted to take this opportunity to thank the mods who have seen fit to give us a little leeway with this thread.
edit on 10-6-2011 by Mike Stivic because: changed " pissed of misfit " to: "pissed off misfit"



posted on Jun, 10 2011 @ 02:54 PM
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What is the possibilty that I can rap with positivity?
Humility is shown when I'm blown like an eroded stone,
or tumbleweed, bumblees stumble on me when I rumble
like a tree from Lord of the Rings in that epic battle,
Except I'm fighting a lightning bug with no lighting guiding me,
in pitch blackness.
"Don't snitch if I whack this b***h" is what he told me,
an old G said it boldly,
he coldly chopped his body in half,
the keys to an Audi fell out by his calf,
the staff at the hospital tried to loudly revive him,
He survived because I thrive cutting my limbs,
and gave him a blood transfusion.
It's an illusion that you losin' isn't attained by my usin',
of many words that sound the same.
If any lizards or bats pound me I'll aim for the neck,
I'm multi-syllabic like a Slavics name, what the heck?
Did i just wreck the deck when i checked for a Mexican hooker?
I wanted to cook her like ramen noodles,
but the shamans poodles mistook me for a piss post,
I missed most shots but I hit some,
they hissed and lots of them got c*m on their cl*ts,
because the gangster is into some dumb s**t like beastiality.
The reality is your mentality is one of homosexuality,
duality with a guy is what you try to attain.
Refrain from right-brain thinking again,
you're sinking like Spain's navy.
Scandanavians are clinking hot steel,
the blades got to feel sharp for the aviaton battle,
they prayed when they played the harp,
that radiation wouldn't reach Seattle,
their air raid turned into each dude sky diving,
when cattle were burned by an alien mothership.
A paleantologist smothers his rattle snake in 'Five Guys' mustard,
he got flustered when he trusted me not to eat it,
but I treat it like it's a slim jim,
then Tim's bright street light blinded my sight,
I couldn't find it and right away I say to him,
"you play with gay pets then sychronized swim,
pay for fishnet tights and stink when guys rimjob you,
I'd say the height is maybe yay-ish,
of your day/night baby corncob".
edit on 10-6-2011 by TupacShakur because: (no reason given)



posted on Jun, 10 2011 @ 03:19 PM
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your dead red, with no redemption, attention,
contests over heres your honorable mention,
you lost election, consolation prize, given with affection,
your in detention while i begin my assension,
arrest him !! for crimes against this rhyming profession !!
my mental inventions get down to the essence,
this message was accepted , presence was requested,
im well rested, aggressive and battle-tested,
my armors blessed,never been bested,
my judo's deceptive and effective, electric,
this styles eclectic,backwards for dyslexics,
--citcelce silyts siht , cirtcele,--
thats me on the tele, ripping the bandaid off nelly,
now tell me , can you taste my white jelly,
all over your girls belly ? she calls me zach i whisper kelly,
Im Joe cool, your the potsie to my fonzarelli....
happy days are here again, when theres ink in my pen,
you retreat to your den, and refocus your lens,
rebuild your white fence and prepare your defence,
this onslaught is unrelenting now,
its a boxing match and im all boom, ping... pow !
while your pow wow seems less endowed,
as the crowd surrounds
your prick, looks less like a ^ick,
and more like a pubic mound

~meathead



posted on Jun, 10 2011 @ 05:30 PM
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I contemplate revenge,
but procrastinate and don't avenge.
I often wait 'til late,
but by then the hate I radiate dissipates.
I eliminate the trait of anger.
it feels great to control my fate.
My mindstate grates like cheese,
it changes phases like the moon.
Tasty Lays chips amaze me in the afternoon.
Soon, I'll tune the radio to Looney Toons
using a spoon and a fork,
no antenna is needed for a dork like me.
There's a burnt sienna henna tattoo,
of a stork in a tree on my knee.
I see in threes instead of doubles.
The rubble causes trouble for the Hubble telescope.
I smoke hella dope, jumprope, and blow bubbles.
Prepare to share your hair with a shaven bear.
In my Steve McNair jersey I stare like a Raven.
I'm where? Ravin'in my safe haven.
I'm cravin' to be savin' Wes Craven from a grave,
since he's a film maven.
edit on 10-6-2011 by TupacShakur because: To edit my post



posted on Jun, 10 2011 @ 06:09 PM
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wes craven, may be a film maven, but i use a straight razor when i givem a clean shavin'
its saturday the 14th and im in my jet waiven to the nation while i leave for vacation
im on the beach dryin like a raisen, you got complacent, found a home in my basement,
chained to the wall and dreamin of escapin, i seal you off with fresh pavement,
i hope your happy with your arrangement, cuz youll be late for your engagements,
I told you, im gonna hold you, till you bow in amazement ,
mold you, and fold you, to my derangement,
my oragami skills, come with no frills, i roll blunts you snort pills,
withdrawel chills, like the frost on my still, that sits in the hills,
it sweats swill, while you bend to my will, you know the drill,
left right , left right, left you toothless, your useless,
and the truth is your clueless, to who is the coolest,
you seem to have a cravin for my fluids, my chant like druids,
remains lucid while your putrid,im loved like cupid,
your rhymes stupid, your style seems wounded,
face it kid, you blew it....

~meathead



posted on Jun, 10 2011 @ 06:18 PM
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Yeah us 3 could probably do better than those fake b*tches on tv!!


See back in the day you would have been another victim,
Your tripping if you think i aint f*cking with him,
You should be king of the dots, your face is f*cking covered with them !!
Your performance is pathetic, hard to read at best,
If I seen you on stage grabbing your chest, I'd assume its cardiac arrest !!
See you keep trying a diss me that makes this battle even easier,
You have a child you dont see because your not aloud within 500 feet of her !!
See I aint a stand-offish person, but I am always first to swing,
So ATS'ers watch this manslaughter, tupacs gotta learn some things!!!
All I know is that I have a giant secret,
No one respects your lyrics dude...were only laughing at the faggit underneath them!!
Your the weakest part of evrything I think I've seen, Thats why it's hard distinguishing what your the missing link between,
See theres humans and monkeys and your what God made between !!
How can you be part of a progressive movement when you dont look like anything on the scale of evolution and call yourself a being thats human?
How the f*ck do you get your d*ck wet, when you have a pig neck, and your skin tone is fishnet?
Just ask how your face looks, I'll answer very bad, children are scared, woman stare and laugh,
Just look at his mug its apparent he took a blast from some planet terror gas !!
You cant handle this, my lyrics have a fine taste,
You made the International News front page for having a square bob sponge face !!!
Motherf*cker I have 2 careers more lucrative than the one you have,
Maybe one day I'll get paid for using MC's as punching bags?

I think I might actually have some skill !!



posted on Jun, 10 2011 @ 07:44 PM
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See back in the day you would have been another victim,
Your tripping if you think i aint f*cking with him,
You should be king of the dots, your face is f*cking covered with them !!
Your performance is pathetic, hard to read at best,
If I seen you on stage grabbing your chest, I'd assume its cardiac arrest !!
See you keep trying a diss me that makes this battle even easier,
You have a child you dont see because your not aloud within 500 feet of her !!
See I aint a stand-offish person, but I am always first to swing,
So ATS'ers watch this manslaughter, tupacs gotta learn some things!!!
All I know is that I have a giant secret,
No one respects your lyrics dude...were only laughing at the faggit underneath them!!
Your the weakest part of evrything I think I've seen, Thats why it's hard distinguishing what your the missing link between,
See theres humans and monkeys and your what God made between !!
How can you be part of a progressive movement when you dont look like anything on the scale of evolution and call yourself a being thats human?
How the f*ck do you get your d*ck wet, when you have a pig neck, and your skin tone is fishnet?
Just ask how your face looks, I'll answer very bad, children are scared, woman stare and laugh,
Just look at his mug its apparent he took a blast from some planet terror gas !!
You cant handle this, my lyrics have a fine taste,
You made the International News front page for having a square bob sponge face !!!
Motherf*cker I have 2 careers more lucrative than the one you have,
Maybe one day I'll get paid for using MC's as punching bags?

I think I might actually have some skill !!



yeah you've got skill, if skill equals shill, than your the king of the hill,
i hope you wrote your will,and paid your bills,
now write your next of kin,tellem you've just been killed,
my scythe cuts to the grain, your lifes a white shirt, im the stain,
im the acid rain that brings pain to your game, your lame,
my instincts like leapord on hunt hungry, broken twig got the hole herd jumpy,
crack you like humpty, you dummie, your new name's stumpy,
its funny all the kings money couldnt save you from me,
my style is "preying mantis dives in",spin,
elbow to your gut, backhand to your chin, i win,
you cant see through my tint, peeyoo you need a mint,
the freshmaker dismantle all you fakers,
007 moonraker, 1st string quarterback playmaker,
risk taker, set to kill, phasers, dr mindbender, dream eraser,
every seventh shot a tracer, a savage like kazar,
win the crown, speed racer, do the dance, rain maker,
yeah i thought so... catch you later...

~meathead





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