I'll never run out
like a clock that runs out
of its batteries
this is battery to rappers
that face me
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I'll never run out
like a clock that runs out
of its batteries
this is battery to rappers
that face me
I always got something to say like a cynical bastard
You cant stop me ones I've started
these are TERRIBLE...ok guys get some fuckin real metaphors...i mean tha candy coated clit one was sorta funny...let me SKOOL yall kids...
now how strange is that?, like i might not be felt
dude i bring home gold medals like michael phelps
yall need to tighten ur belts, cuz yall dudes saggin
so appearently u dont need dope bars, if ur swaggin
and
n im not hatin on cuz, im just sayin stuff
im sry dude but those bars just dont weigh enough
and
yall dudes is lame, n ur all tha same
thats why u like each others writtens inside of aim
yeah i know how u work, ur all inside tha frame
n if I were tha LORD, i wud put u all inside tha flames
and
i keep a clip handy like its a sequal, who said i wanna beat u?
i rather ground u into, spagetti n then fuckin eat u
and
no i dont be cool, n im not gonna calm down
if rap was a highskool id be shootin up ur prom gown
u lil fuckin faggets, always causing anamosty
if u wanna play with lines, ill have u hangin like aposthropies
and
to try even harder, or get even smarter
or switch n work on new styles like imma barber
and
everytime i hear u rhyme, i wanna grab a knife dude
n kill anyone with tha same name or even if they look like u
and
n ive been watchin CSI, so i might get away with it
7 seasons down, i got my bleach ready, anyday with it
yall dudes is just gay with it, n im more like dexter
yall better enjoy me now, i might be in jail next year
YALL DUDES GET YA GAME UP...for real...dont post BULLSHIT in this...its making yall look worse...HAAAAAAAAAAAA!
spitting bars acidly like i'm a snake spraying venom
it fits with my army man look cos i got combats made of green denim
ThaKING. Tsk.
I expected something phenom. Snippets 2 - 5 were nice. The rest were bla -- Voyce Box's was better. However.
These were "keystyles," at least on my part, rather than something copy/pasted from an old battle rhyme.
So, if you wanted to showcase, give me a minute to spit some shit:
My mind is a battered temple under constant assault
But I don’t get sentimental, after the fights that I’ve fought
Dear everyone, thanks
For hearing out my soul
It was just for fun
But now it’s part of what makes me whole
Every setting sun
Ignites the sky afire with gold
A description
Akin to the poetry I hold
I spit in script, never nondescript, my description sick as licking armpits
My tongue flicks are fantastic, my dick is like magic, no stick, automatic fix for your bitch
Black spic, the mix is perfect, skin waxed like a whip, biceps for vice grips
Juicy lips special fit perfect for sucking tits and tongue that’s hung just long enough for licking clits
And I eat my vegetables, so I’m incontestable
The magnitude of my phallic havoc is immeasurable
As my testicles play the illest instrumental
On her asshole like bongos, so freestyling is essential
But that shit was no tiempo, to me, that's fundamental
Rhymes so orgasmic, she leans over and grabs a pencil
Rap multis into her G spot with my big glock rubber sock
You're gonna need to come harder if you expect to leave everyone jaw-dropped, kid.
my talents like a first day’s meal
Surreal, Yes I take the piss like I broke the ceil
Your like a Dyson you’ll always suck
Then call me abstinent, cause I don’t give a fuck
I'll slaughter all these weak rappers like rams in the Holy month of Ramaddan
Cause im the devilish lyrical wizard who just broke out of Azkaban
how about walk back in, little curry potter
im so powerful when i cast incendio it gets hotter.
everybody's weak at first, me, ive just inhaled too much fumes
but i guess everyone starts from shit like mushrooms.
im like a fat bitch on top, the way i crush dudes
like a girl who lies when she says that she loves you
i can transform ya like chris brown's old song
like sisqo im be baare pullin dat thong
wanna battle then youre bound to get SMACKed this is:
just me wrapping up the game like Iraqs bitches
I steer like I got beef while I'm rolling dirty on the street
Riding so low you'd think my bricks were made of concrete
You snitches wanna bite me and my writtens, it excites me
My winning niche is likely, cuz I'm sew raw I got stitches to the white meat
messin with my noteook is like messin wit sasquatch
i'll grip you by your wrists and your neck, then tear your back off
Just alot of weak emcees using played comparasisons..
They will 'put you in a box' that isnt square like it is Madisons..
Im a middle weight but ive came to kill a fake..
But first .. i bit a cake.. so i knew exactly how fillers taste..
Im as hot as the fiery furnace of Nebuchadnezar
Ask rappers if they wanna battle me, they'll always say never
fire burnin in my rhymes like fritzl's house should
if ur a fuckin rapist don't act like it was you misunderstood
tell them haters sit down- rosa parks
so dont bus' when dark 'les youre known to spark
Seeing the youth mislead and believ in the lies
Is like watching a man smashed in the head bleed from his eyes
To bake bread, you gotta knead it
To make bread, you gotta need it
Don't forget the wheat head or the pussy lip
Both are needed to do the trick
Then watch that shit rise like nipples licked
like a squirrel fiendin for nuts she at my place on-top-of-these
while a girl at yo crib be outta place like space anomalies
Today's culture makes me sick, its disgustin
Like lickin public toilet seats, or throwin up in cups and then guzzlin
Come fully blacked out... to take yo shit
I'm batman and I'm robbin(g)
E-sho!
Like angry midgets you got a short temper
And its time to get growin,
So pack your bag with snacks and eat your veggies, cuz if you wont mature then get goin
you might be getting heavier, but your head is just getting emptier,
i'm renaming you dracula - the dead, undead - cause i'm about to bury ya.
Talkin nonsense and ignorance must be your favorite thing
Like accidents at the circus you'll get smashed with a flamin swing
Bury your head like ostridges youre afraid to see the facts
I stand firm in the Truth like a tree that ain't afraid to meet the axe
i'm nothing like something that doesnt exist
i think outside the creator like smoking matrix
Find me bashing ya skull if ya asking to brawl, so many fractures involved//
Show this 'dude love' for I 'sock you in the mouth' like the mandible claw & shatter ya jaw//
I'm not the kind for whom you go searchin, I'm like a shark within
the cypher, got more gore on me than a surgeon with parkinson's
if im a useless mutherfucker i'll use it to get discovered
cuz if the games tight, im to loose to wear a rubber
figured i'll share, just thought of it as i was writing a track
fuck this shit, anal
fuck the tuner radio is retarded, cooba gooding jr.
im hot shit like the bag on ur porch
i'd grab the cashews and chew em enough up
but i dont suck nuts like fuct up
man you just failler of haterQuote:
Originally Posted by #FlowMotion
im a driller im gonna drill you out of the cycher
#M.Z.D.@ THE rap REAPER...
my flows are a catalyst,
your puch lineshit like pacifists
feashcoast to the best coast im giving you dank
just like the holiday with the giving of thanks