(this is actually a reply to a diss in a rap battle...note the interesting flips)
every rap i did u copied like a shadow
when i rhymed 'whore' n 'more' u copied desperado!
when i dissed u 2 hell u did a mamma-cry-ho!!
ur a bullshit copier,u aint got no style no!
my point is,u never got dat free flow.
maybe ur an army,better know am da leader.
ur a cheater, u copy me,plus ur da repeater
only 1 can win here, n ur one of da 1000 quitters.
this aint a garbage, slut, find a place for ur litters
i've often been through craps like u ,mufkin shitters.
ur one of them n i know how to give em jitters.
I'll strip u of ur life n still u'll be found wanderin hither tither
..haha..coz man u better undastand ur raps are worse than a streaker.
Showing posts with label Examples of Freestyle rap I. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Examples of Freestyle rap I. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
Friday, February 1, 2008
Freestyle rap 1
well, if you participate in a rap battle and you are told to inititate , or even if u want to initiate, how about something like this?
(Its my own!)
wat the fuck do u want to proof of me?
u know wat? i rap ,true , n urs gonna be a true copy.
ur ideas are of pea-brain down wid flu and arrangement of words too sloppy
i smell a bitch out of u , n ur attitudes too cocky
u better b a prostitute n turn to silk stockings
n why'd u feel soo dodgy ,
how can u forget that u are battlin a prodigy.
lets accept it ,for u to diss me is too sticky ,
n add to that my dissy selection of words ,ya , i m too picky.
not strange that u never get the better of my verse ,n i feel so pity.
im too into astrology
wat u'll write about me will jus b too stinky,,,
better dont gloat about it coz its gonna b too kinky
pick up da beats n try ur rhymes...seems like ur loosin me...
(Its my own!)
wat the fuck do u want to proof of me?
u know wat? i rap ,true , n urs gonna be a true copy.
ur ideas are of pea-brain down wid flu and arrangement of words too sloppy
i smell a bitch out of u , n ur attitudes too cocky
u better b a prostitute n turn to silk stockings
n why'd u feel soo dodgy ,
how can u forget that u are battlin a prodigy.
lets accept it ,for u to diss me is too sticky ,
n add to that my dissy selection of words ,ya , i m too picky.
not strange that u never get the better of my verse ,n i feel so pity.
im too into astrology
wat u'll write about me will jus b too stinky,,,
better dont gloat about it coz its gonna b too kinky
pick up da beats n try ur rhymes...seems like ur loosin me...
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