Son. A true rapper can rap on the same rhyme for more then two sentences. Like this Bigboshh ur just a big baby without his rattle, your the horse without the saddle, ur the boat without the paddle, the vurse without the battle, son I think u should skedaddle.
Eh, I don't give a fuck, Bad boy you suck, So you better duck, You little fucking punk, I was born to rip shit, So quit you're crap, You can't even rap, I smoked by a fucking lap. What? Can't you see the sarcasm in word? You can call me the rap lord. My words are like a sword, It'll wound your heart, And tear you a fucking part! that's all I got
I can rap semi decent even though I'm not a dude My rhymes taste better than any Mexican food Your rhymes are little fishes while mine are like sharks This thread best not be reported by some lame ass narcs You can't rap as good as I can - thats a guarantee If you want me to teach ya I only charge a small fee You'll be dreaming bout my raps tonight- ill promise you that My words are gonna haunt you like a vampire bat Haha. Jk
sthu before I bring this whole damn place to the dirt, I'm sorry guys are your feelings getting hurt?! Or maybe I should hurt more than just your feelings, Maybe I should tear the roof of this battle seiling. We all know I'm the best homie no need to cry about it! Here's a couple bucks $$$ go buy ur self a better outfit
And as u can see a few mistakes But you don't have what it fucking takes!! Congratulations, you know my name now eat some cake, You're nothing but another fake, You ain't got my skills, I'm always in for the fucking kill, Piss me off, I'll bury ya in a hill, It's over I fucking win, So stay in your trash-bin!!!
Badboy be original ive heard those all before on a scale of one to ten you deserve a 1.4 should i say anymore?
U fucking tards. Listen up. The tallent levels with u fools is bevels the devil worshiping horses heads. Human sacrifices canabalism candles and exorcism. Animals having sex with em, camels mammals and rabbits but I don't get into that a kick the habbit, I just, beat u to death with weapons and eat thru the flesh and I never eat u unless ur fùcking meat looks fresh, I gotta lion in my pocket I'm Lyin. I gotta nine in my pocket and baby I'm just dying to cock it, Who's ready for war? I'm ready for war!! I got machetes and swords for any fággot who thinks that he's raw! Badboy steps in the door, I'll lay ur head on the floor, with ur body spread on the bead spread red on the war red on the seiling red on the floor get a new whòre. Met on the second red on the third and your dead on the fourth! Mutha fucka
I gotta throw some respect to the Boy who says he's Bad He knows what's up and that my rhymes are freakin rad I hope my kickass lyrics don't make the rest of you guys sad But for me rappin is my heart, it ain't no trend or fad If words are like children I guess you could call me dad Although since I'm a lady that might make me kinda mad I'm enjoyin this thread so good on ya young lad Rappin to sick beats makes me feel real glad