OMG Let's rap battle!

[suttsman]

Ramna, will you please go find something good to say? You keep on charging me with crap that I just swat away Ok you little bitch I'm done playing with you today Now I'm off to go get me some actual prey Prey that'll need to pray to get outta here with pride Like dumb ol Spart, who think's he's tough, but he be getting fried He be blasting snot, while I be spitting cyanide 2 rounds he's out without a doubt, it's verbal homicide! Or MoS who's dumb enough to go take on the king Well mighty O just smited him, weren't a pretty thing So listen the hell up, while you're sitting at your seat Don't even try, you're gonna die, just 1 round got you beat (And to my man Grod: Come on, join in on the fun, Ripping on these flippin' fools, it's happy on a bun, Can't do it all myself, there's too much to be done Don't sit and stare, get in there, you could be #1!) Edit: It's Suttsman, the Super Page Breaker!

[Universal Mind]

Now you see one difference between you and I Is that intelligence and cunning are something on I rely, "Dweebie queefie queenie"? Are those some types of bird? Or have you just gone and fucked yourself by making up new words? You're embarrasin' yourself, trying to string together lines, Sticking all them words together 'n making children blind, Come on Universal, you seem like a smart guy, Take a look in Websters and see what you can find, Perhaps a real word or two will do the job in time, It's the 21st century and I believe you are behind. So instead of throwing out all these meaningless insults, Leave the big boy stuff behind to all us young adults. Sorry little junior I confused you with new words and added "ie" to tease your ignorance even worse You see a dweeb is a dorky punk known for being geeky and a queen is a girly boy who tucks away his weenie A queef is an air move that is sometimes made by an organ you will see if you ever get laid In you I see all three and now you have heard about some of the difference between you and a bird But the list runs short when it comes to a chicken and completely absent with Canadian bitches Next time call your daddy if you want to get spanked like I'm doing to your mommy who keeps on screaming, "Thanks!"

[Jeff777]

Sorry little junior I confused you with new words and added "ie" to tease your ignorance even worse You see a dweeb is a dorky punk known for being geeky and a queen is a girly boy who tucks away his weenie A queef is an air move that is sometimes made by an organ you will see if you ever get laid In you I see all three and now you have heard about some of the difference between you and a bird But the list runs short when it comes to a chicken and completely absent with Canadian bitches Next time call your daddy if you want to get spanked like I'm doing to your mommy who keeps on screaming, "Thanks!" You're improving UM!

[Lord Bennington]

Now, I'ma just jump randomly in And make a whole lotta awful din. My rhymes are trash And my sides are thin I'm pasty and silly and don't like gin. I wish I had a rhyming dictionary, So I could write on stationary, So I could make me A Lordly missionary, To tell the world that your mother's hairy. I can't rap for a half a cent, My grills are trashy, worn and bent I can't make a record Or pay the rent. But you all know just what I meant. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.... *gangstah pose*

[Jeff777]

Btw, not challenging you, rather just poking fun Now, I'ma just jump randomly in And make a whole lotta awful din. My rhymes are trash And my sides are thin I'm pasty and silly and don't like gin. I can't rap for a half a cent, My grills are trashy, worn and bent I can't make a record Or pay the rent. But you all know just what I meant. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.... *gangstah pose* I'd step in and defeat you but it seems As if you crept in and beat yourself so no teams have actually won this, since it's you against yourself I guess if you have trouble winning you could ask yourself for help.

[Man of Steel]

Look up in the sky! It's a bird! It's a plane! No, it's my next victim, and he's come to feel the pain! Steel, my main man. What it is? How ya doin? Don't complain when your invincible image gets ruined. But you should be used to it. I see how mixed up your life is. Are you Kal-El or Clint? Fix this identity crisis! I know you're trying to cope with being the last Kryptonian, and, in your nightmares you see your home planet explode-again, But really, you've got to choose. Are you Superman or Eastwood? Next thing you know, you'll have shifted again, into Priesthood. But who you choose to be's really no business of mine. That's true. So I'll leave the subject, so I'm not out of line. And get back to lethal raps that break your back in 22 ways, Wreck your ass so bad you'll have flashbacks of scrappin with Doomsday. Don't worry about my name, instead, fear my vicious lyric seep into your brain like kryptonite fangs to your jugular vein when you hear it. But, yo, you've got potential, so don't you be a coward. Hit me with a challenge worthy of this clash of superpowers. Hey, O, I see by your avatar that you must have caught Spawn last night on FX. I'd never seen it before, but now I see why you dig Spawn so much. And now, let the games begin. I may not be at my best, as I'm watching Batman Begins at the same time, but here we go. So the man who calls himself a dreamer, But thinks he's Spawn, a freak straight out of a Hollywood screamer, Thinks I have issues with who I am. Is that so? Do you really want to go there? At least I'm Superman, not Bizarro. But hey, to each his own, let's not drag this out. Our names are our own; mine's Steel, yours Oneironaut. Now the games begun, it's time to up the heat. You say your raps are lethal, like your smelly feet, But all I see are empty threats, like a dog on a chain. You know you can't touch the Steel, Kryptonians feel no pain. Break my back in 22 ways? Wreck my ass like Doomsday? Sure, in your feeble lucid dreams during your nap at midday. Son, Colonel Sanders called; he wants his Crispy back. Oh, and hurry up will you, I'm feeling like a midnight snack. You asked for a challenge, and that's just what you'll get, When I roast your deep-fried ass with my superior wit. Sure did. And yeah, normally verses run for about 16 bars, so while there's no official limit, around here, try to shoot for that length (give or take a set of bars), unless you're addressing more than one person. If not, one person might get some extra bars to stick some jabs in, that the person before them doesn't get. Good to know, and glad I (unknowingly) adhered to that. Hope that^ passes muster. Bit weak, I admit, but I'm a tad distracted.

[jankai]

i counted about 16 17 there not to bad of a rap eather

[CoLd BlooDed]

Heh, thanks Jeff, but I wanted a sudden death. I know the battles are supposed to go on for only 3, but I felt there was unfinished business. Plus I was having fun so can ya blame me? ...long ass verbal beatdown... Woah, you must be trying hard so that everyone can see, But all you got right here is a useless quantity, Trying to make up for your lack of quality, So sudden death, here I come, announcin' my decree: You should quit the rambling before you're seein' red, 'Cause if I've passed on then I must be the living dead, You're fucked in the head if you think you can end this curse, For when have I not rose up to spit the next verse? So keep tellin' yourself 'n friends that you've gone and won, But outside all your dreams you'll realize you were outdone. I'll finish you off with a select choice of words, Instead of going on and on trying to make myself heard. And how many times did you have to say CB? You sure I'm not the only one smoking BC weed? Sure I'm not the one popping pills with codeine? Haven't you wondered why your brain is a pea? But yo, I got the answer for you, I'm sure you can agree, Let me sound it out for you... Mississippi! __________ Heh, just playing man. Had to get the last word. Wait... I didn't just initiate round 5, did I? Didn't you go first? And UM! That was awesome, hold up. Sorry little junior I confused you with new words and added "ie" to tease your ignorance even worse You see a dweeb is a dorky punk known for being geeky and a queen is a girly boy who tucks away his weenie A queef is an air move that is sometimes made by an organ you will see if you ever get laid In you I see all three and now you have heard about some of the difference between you and a bird But the list runs short when it comes to a chicken and completely absent with Canadian bitches Next time call your daddy if you want to get spanked like I'm doing to your mommy who keeps on screaming, "Thanks!" Ah, now I get it, you were trying to dumb it down, One thing you're forgetting is I ain't no fuckin' clown, You're making it so hard for me to respect you, my elder, When you talk like an idiot hiding away in a bombshelter, Thinkin' the sky is gonna fall, 'cause society's helter-skelter, But you can't trust CNN, not even for the weather! Right, next up, while we're talking about birds, You're just copying Jeff's beaks right out of his last verse, Can't anyone come up with something fresh and inventive? I'm tired of all this momma talk, take some fuckin' incentive, So for now I'll wait for somethin' new that'll scar me deep, Don't get too excited, Pops, I'm like the roads, concrete.

[Man of Shred]

Now, I'ma just jump randomly in And make a whole lotta awful din. My rhymes are trash And my sides are thin I'm pasty and silly and don't like gin. I wish I had a rhyming dictionary, So I could write on stationary, So I could make me A Lordly missionary, To tell the world that your mother's hairy. I can't rap for a half a cent, My grills are trashy, worn and bent I can't make a record Or pay the rent. But you all know just what I meant. Ohhhhhhhhhhh.... *gangstah pose* little lord benny benny sittin on a fence. couldn't rap his way to make fifteen cents. Are you another B-Rad wannabe too? you say Mali, i say BOOO! shit dude you should just eat my poo it might even make you another cent or two take a clue and spend a few on some better rhymes 'cause you gonna need more that to go against me next time.

[jankai]

rhyming sceme was good......

[Man of Steel]

little lord benny benny sittin on a fence. couldn't rap his way to make fifteen cents. Are you another B-Rad wannabe too? you say Mali, i say BOOO! shit dude you should just eat my poo it might even make you another cent or two take a clue and spend a few on some better rhymes 'cause you gonna need more that to go against me next time. Ranma old buddy, you need a better plan, 'Cause now you've gone and messed with my man. Let me tell you, fool, that crap ain't cool. Benny's with me, and I don't take no bull. So back your ass up, cool it on down, And maybe I'll let you live to mow my lawn. That's all you're good for really; Your raps are crap and you're dumber than a drunk hillbilly. I could go on, and beat you deeper into the ground, But I won't waste my time on an unarmed clown.

[Jeff777]

Heh, thanks Jeff, but I wanted a sudden death. I know the battles are supposed to go on for only 3, but I felt there was unfinished business. Plus I was having fun so can ya blame me? Woah, you must be trying hard so that everyone can see, But all you got right here is a useless quantity, Trying to make up for your lack of quality, So sudden death, here I come, announcin' my decree: You should quit the rambling before you're seein' red, 'Cause if I've passed on then I must be the living dead, You're fucked in the head if you think you can end this curse, For when have I not rose up to spit the next verse? So keep tellin' yourself 'n friends that you've gone and won, But outside all your dreams you'll realize you were outdone. I'll finish you off with a select choice of words, Instead of going on and on trying to make myself heard. And how many times did you have to say CB? You sure I'm not the only one smoking BC weed? Sure I'm not the one popping pills with codeine? Haven't you wondered why your brain is a pea? But yo, I got the answer for you, I'm sure you can agree, Let me sound it out for you... Mississippi! Heh, just playing man. Had to get the last word. Wait... I didn't just initiate round 5, did I? Didn't you go first? Lol not bad CB not bad...I'm really impressed with your skills. Challenge a few more people and dominate them and you just might give ME a real scare lol and btw, you can have the last word. Good battle my friend good battle little lord benny benny sittin on a fence. couldn't rap his way to make fifteen cents. Are you another B-Rad wannabe too? you say Mali, i say BOOO! shit dude you should just eat my poo it might even make you another cent or two take a clue and spend a few on some better rhymes 'cause you gonna need more that to go against me next time. Holy shit! Did that rap come from YOU ranma? WOW, that was like...10 times better than your previous rhymes, I'm really really impressed! Keep it up!!!

[Jeff777]

Hey, O, I see by your avatar that you must have caught Spawn last night on FX. I'd never seen it before, but now I see why you dig Spawn so much. And now, let the games begin. I may not be at my best, as I'm watching Batman Begins at the same time, but here we go. So the man who calls himself a dreamer, But thinks he's Spawn, a freak straight out of a Hollywood screamer, Thinks I have issues with who I am. Is that so? Do you really want to go there? At least I'm Superman, not Bizarro. But hey, to each his own, let's not drag this out. Our names are our own; mine's Steel, yours Oneironaut. Now the games begun, it's time to up the heat. You say your raps are lethal, like your smelly feet, But all I see are empty threats, like a dog on a chain. You know you can't touch the Steel, Kryptonians feel no pain. Break my back in 22 ways? Wreck my ass like Doomsday? Sure, in your feeble lucid dreams during your nap at midday. Son, Colonel Sanders called; he wants his Crispy back. Oh, and hurry up will you, I'm feeling like a midnight snack. You asked for a challenge, and that's just what you'll get, When I roast your deep-fried ass with my superior wit. Good to know, and glad I (unknowingly) adhered to that. Hope that^ passes muster. Bit weak, I admit, but I'm a tad distracted. Ranma old buddy, you need a better plan, 'Cause now you've gone and messed with my man. Let me tell you, fool, that crap ain't cool. Benny's with me, and I don't take no bull. So back your ass up, cool it on down, And maybe I'll let you live to mow my lawn. That's all you're good for really; Your raps are crap and you're dumber than a drunk hillbilly. I could go on, and beat you deeper into the ground, But I won't waste my time on an unarmed clown. Wow mos! You have some skill!

[Man of Steel]

Wow mos! You have some skill! Thanks man, I try.

[Man of Shred]

Ranma old buddy, you need a better plan, 'Cause now you've gone and messed with my man. Let me tell you, fool, that crap ain't cool. Benny's with me, and I don't take no bull. So back your ass up, cool it on down, And maybe I'll let you live to mow my lawn. That's all you're good for really; Your raps are crap and you're dumber than a drunk hillbilly. I could go on, and beat you deeper into the ground, But I won't waste my time on an unarmed clown. sure I'll back my ass up after this rhyme so you and your lover benny can spend some quality time. hell you won't even need a friggin condom man, cause your big ass ol dick is made of steel. it would even make rita Mcneal squeal can't you feel just how she'd be the perfect third wheel? if not just make her slip on a bannana peel! anyway i think you should take a huge rap break so you an benny can get married in california state. and have Ru paul as your best man , oh god i can't wait.

[Man of Steel]

sure I'll back my ass up after this rhyme so you and your lover benny can spend some quality time. hell you won't even need a friggin condom man, cause your big ass ol dick is made of steel. it would even make rita Mcneal squeal can't you feel just how she'd be the perfect third wheel? if not just make her slip on a bannana peel! anyway i think you should take a huge rap break so you an benny can get married in california state. and have Ru paul as your best man , oh god i can't wait. First of all, you need to learn grammar, punctuation, and how to spell, I can hardly read that mess, you dimwitted snail. Second, your insults are worse than your mom, At least she had the sense to know I'm the bomb. You try to insinuate the way I swing, But really you're just jealous because I have a steel wang. You think you're so bright, but you're like a busted lamp; Your 'bulbs' have burnt out, your 'filament' has gone limp, You're just a withered excuse, your ears are still damp. So come back when you've grown some balls, Insulting my sexual orientation's for preteens in school halls.

[CoLd BlooDed]

Lol not bad CB not bad...I'm really impressed with your skills. Challenge a few more people and dominate them and you just might give ME a real scare lol and btw, you can have the last word. Good battle my friend good battle Yeah man, that was fuckin' sweet. And thanks, I'm impressed with you too. I like how you string all your chirps together and by the end you have a great ending line (seriously, for every last line I burst out laughing, they were gold). Also thanks for giving me the last word. Looks like it's me and UM now... heh, I got something to post later. I put that last one to UM to a beat to see how it would turn out. It's pretty cool.

[Man of Shred]

cummon MoS you think your lyrics really phase me? 'specially since you look like the result of schawrzenneggar and Alfred E Neuman having a baby? get over me man, blow me. you don't even fuckin know me you'd have a much better rap career with Moby. so you were gettin heavy with my mom already? see i always knew you liked a bearded lady. and just maybe your new lover benny baby can suck your steel cock with gravy and maybe you could teach him some better rhymes he's steals his lines from wierd als' notebook all the time

[Jeff777]

cummon MoS you think your lyrics really phase me? 'specially since you look like the result of schawrzenneggar and Alfred E Neuman having a baby? get over me man, blow me. you don't even fuckin know me you'd have a much better rap career with Moby. so you were gettin heavy with my mom already? see i always knew you liked a bearded lady. and just maybe your new lover benny baby can suck your steel cock with gravy and maybe you could teach him some better rhymes he's steals his lines from wierd als' notebook all the time

[Man of Steel]

cummon MoS you think your lyrics really phase me? 'specially since you look like the result of schawrzenneggar and Alfred E Neuman having a baby? get over me man, blow me. you don't even fuckin know me you'd have a much better rap career with Moby. so you were gettin heavy with my mom already? see i always knew you liked a bearded lady. and just maybe your new lover benny baby can suck your steel cock with gravy and maybe you could teach him some better rhymes he's steals his lines from wierd als' notebook all the time *Sigh* You dumb freak, you misunderstood, I didn't shag your mom, she cooked my food. At least till I found a coarse black hair in my soup. Then I chewed her ass out and she flew the coop. See, you jumped to that assumption. I'm surprised you even had the gumption. What with you always wanting to rap About gays and homosexual crap, I'm starting to think you have a vested interest In their society and gender interest: a homosexual pretext. If you're feeling cramped in that tight space, You'd better come out of that closet braced. Cause it's a big world out here, with real big men anything but pure, Who'd just love to help you out with that lust I'm sure. Is it just me or do I just keep getting better?

[Jeff777]

Oh Spartiate...come out come out wherever you are...has thou chickened out? Don't make me hunt you down like a dog Let's get these rounds over with so I can add you to my "Rap Battle Victims" list

[Spartiate]

Hey Spart don't be a fool, This is between me and you, Leave Xox outta this, she's way too cool Bah, you can have that girl I liked, She weren't really my type, The sight of her made me twitch Now your mamma, she's my bitch. Between me and you? I wasn't even aware we were two As far as I can tell, your departure is long overdue You were never my equal, just a stepping stone A punching bag to practise with when I'm all alone Come on NeAvO, man, this just isn't your thing You lost way before you set foot in the ring Now since you're a good guy, I'll spare you more torment I'd rather not see you suffer any more embarrassment Now I propose you just leave this fight, while you still can Admitting your defeat is the only way you'll ever be a man If you must pester on, you still have a third round But I don't see how you can win with your fat ass sprawled all over the ground. Now Spart that attempt was laughable I'll pretend it was good enough to be addressable Go ahead and hit me with everything you got NeAvO I'll handle this, it's his place that he's forgot I've come to put you in your place, You should be ashamed at giving O Canada such disgrace You're just like a bird bitch, eat shit then fly away Spittin is a game, dont ya know how to play? Too bad you dont come with verstility like buffets Your weaknesses I'm here to portary and put on display Smoke you and then land you on the ashtray But you've already been smoked, lost multiple times Disgusted with terrible gimmicks, gone for years for rap crimes! You cant play the game without some practice Don't worry you can be my apprentice. I might be a 15 yr. old girl, but I'm killing this grown man Not my fault you're the specimen of my unfeasible plan. That's it? How unoriginal, your facts remain unproven If I didn't know any better, I would say you were Mystic7 I swear you're copying all that shit from Rappin' fo' Dummies Understandable, since any thinking gives you a brainfreeze Now, please, drop to your knees You're grasping at straws that you just can't seize Rap isn't about random attacks, it's more of a science That just proves that you lack all my experience Pay attention now, you have front row seats to the show The show where I will deliver my final, killing blow You're always defensive, and largely inoffensive Of my aggressive tactics you are apprehensive My words are explosive, abrasive, comprehensive I know you'll try again, how depressive But before you do, maybe you should stay pensive Is it worth a stay in intensive care, with damages extensive? All the time I have tonight >_<

[Jrels]

Obscene and unseen I careen through your back streets. I fight alone, my skills honed. My birthrite just might rattle your cage, I rage against the grave, what it takes to save the day. I devise mechanisms to bring cataclysm, your churches owe me seven months back rent. The CIA and DEA are making drug addicts, put it back , you lost track, you can't put me in it. If you can't make it match, I'll shit in my hat. A liability.

[Man of Steel]

Between me and you? I wasn't even aware we were two As far as I can tell, your departure is long overdue You were never my equal, just a stepping stone A punching bag to practise with when I'm all alone Come on NeAvO, man, this just isn't your thing You lost way before you set foot in the ring Now since you're a good guy, I'll spare you more torment I'd rather not see you suffer any more embarrassment Now I propose you just leave this fight, while you still can Admitting your defeat is the only way you'll ever be a man If you must pester on, you still have a third round But I don't see how you can win with your fat ass sprawled all over the ground. That's it? How unoriginal, your facts remain unproven If I didn't know any better, I would say you were Mystic7 I swear you're copying all that shit from Rappin' fo' Dummies Understandable, since any thinking gives you a brainfreeze Now, please, drop to your knees You're grasping at straws that you just can't seize Rap isn't about random attacks, it's more of a science That just proves that you lack all my experience Pay attention now, you have front row seats to the show The show where I will deliver my final, killing blow You're always defensive, and largely inoffensive Of my aggressive tactics you are apprehensive My words are explosive, abrasive, comprehensive I know you'll try again, how depressive But before you do, maybe you should stay pensive Is it worth a stay in intensive care, with damages extensive? All the time I have tonight >_< Haha, awesome stuff, Spart. I love it.

[Oneironaut Zero]

Hey, O, I see by your avatar that you must have caught Spawn last night on FX. I'd never seen it before, but now I see why you dig Spawn so much. Haha. Yeah, I was watching it last night. I love that movie (only because it's Spawn) but it hardly does him justice. Heh. So the man who calls himself a dreamer, But thinks he's Spawn, a freak straight out of a Hollywood screamer, Thinks I have issues with who I am. Is that so? Do you really want to go there? At least I'm Superman, not Bizarro. But hey, to each his own, let's not drag this out. Our names are our own; mine's Steel, yours Oneironaut. Now the games begun, it's time to up the heat. You say your raps are lethal, like your smelly feet, But all I see are empty threats, like a dog on a chain. You know you can't touch the Steel, Kryptonians feel no pain. Break my back in 22 ways? Wreck my ass like Doomsday? Sure, in your feeble lucid dreams during your nap at midday. Son, Colonel Sanders called; he wants his Crispy back. Oh, and hurry up will you, I'm feeling like a midnight snack. You asked for a challenge, and that's just what you'll get, When I roast your deep-fried ass with my superior wit. Time to turn up the heat? Glad you've got laser eyes Cause you're cold as sleet, when it comes to your rhymes. Don't try me Kal-El. Leap tall buildings? You might, But E.T. vs. a Hellspawn? Slaughter. Not a fight. You're damn right, just my thoughts could put you on dialysis. I could tear you apart, even in sleep paralysis. A battle with me is a War in the Mental. Psychological. Not trying to fuck up your dentals. Take that S on your chest and those size-to-small tights, and Clark Kent-a-pult your whack ass out of site. Cause, boy, if you stay, prepare to count your losses, We'll go toe-to-toe and Trade Blows like the Crosswinds. I'm nine times the threat of that punkass Lex Luthor, More like Braniac, while you yearn for a tutor. Super wit? Yeah. Thinking was never your forte. Least it's what Lois said when she jokes 'bout your foreplay.