Battle cypher

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  1. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    ^think ya better than perfection?
    ill write a letter to the editor and have you in detention
    not to mention fuck you and your henchmen
    only time you can strike is when bowling at ten pin
    my raps superior like officers having you at attention
    i loosen ya tension, my illusions intense when-
    i put another level into your other dimensions
    your mother? is just a wench on pension-
    lost in comprehension at a "whos my babies daddy?" convention
    ya couldnt come up wit somethin better if ya mastered invention
    my rhymes like quarantine cuz i contain this bastards infection
    the only time you see me is in ya eyes reflection
    Gsus ya get taken out by my words sly-selection
    an ya couldnt get a vote even if ya held a bye-election
    you could have ya men in the rhythm sections-
    and the only beat they feel is ya hand - when ya give em erections
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  2. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ^Give em erections.. Now let me teach this guy a lesson
    Cuz your a pussy, you see judges and open thighs in seconds
    and plus stop child molestin', you freakin' petafile
    I'm more trouble to face than wind sailin' at the British Isle's
    So cool down that talk, cuz battlin' me is no cake walk
    Punch you soo hard that you moonsault, from here to where the first man on the moon walked!//

    Call me a rookie? like I'm shook G,/
    Dog I'm from Cali where all the crooks-be//
    And it's obvious this kid overlooked me/
    And it's better to be an asshole, instead of a complete pussy!//
    And all the gay ish you speak I don't pay no attention to/
    Cuz, I'm too much of a pimp to have any gay ish to even mention-dude//
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  3. Gsus

    Gsus aka Wordz bka G. Legit

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    Bust u know I gotta get u *smirks*

    Listen...

    Dude I'll step outside of myself and beat u to death...
    So u can put ya lungs in the bank and save ya breath/
    U comin at me, shit I was contemplatin on just lettin it go...
    Cuz ya punches comedy like the hulk, an incredible joke/
    Bowlin, come on kid, Im more like Zeus, the way I strike...
    U still usin ya momma disses, okay, u pay, I'll write/
    I see u runnin outta creativity like a inventor wit no short term memory...
    u tryin to get me to the boilin point, but wit that, u couldnt get me simmerin/
    I'll disintergrate u, the memories of ya existence and everythin else...
    dude his own personal jesus, then tell me who gonna save em from hisself/
    Dude probably think he better than a lot of us...
    but Im slick he just gotta lot of rust...
    so he just a fill-in, like a bump wit a lot of pus...
    cuz if this was 1-on-1, this shit would be like a gun in my hand, I "gotta bust"/

    Elloserkit

    U wack homie, here's some real advice, get outta the cypher...
    Cuz ya like a destiny's child reject, u could never be a survivor/
    So dont get me hyper...Im liable to wake u up from ya dreams wit a pinch yo...
    Cuz my text like gunplay to this computer geek, the way he be closin windows/
    U aint got nothin on me in rap, so u betta keep a clip ock...
    cuz my flows keep hittin ya soul, just like flip flops/
    Call ya self a crook, when the only crime u committed is runnin stop signs...
    Dude I aint committed a crime in my life, but ask ya girl, Im know to bust nine/
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  4. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ^Ask my girl I ain't got one.. so stop tellin' lies/
    And plus you don't even mess with girls, you take in in butt from guys//
    Dog, you got fag-ties, like rockin' a clipped-on joint that's pink/
    This faggot falls on his ass more than ice skaters at a skating rink//
    Your a silly hoe with a silly flow/
    And was the dude who got mistaked for Lloyd Banks in that gay video//
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  5. Gsus

    Gsus aka Wordz bka G. Legit

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    Listen...

    Dude u got no girl and no talk game...u gay, I can tell by ya word play...
    See ya'll, if ya raps was weed smoke...I couldnt catch a contact off anythin this herb say/
    Somebody show this young fronter who he messin wit...before I get the gat and squeeze...
    See my clip cheddar, plus he gay...so he open his mouth like his fav food is Mac & Cheese/
    Ock u probably swallow cum til the weight from it crack ya knees...so quit wit the gay ish...
    my punches like blue and red pills...they'll have u trapped between the real and the matrix/
    Im nike u asics....so when it comes to rap, u just kickin the can...
    See kid I gotta bond wit rap, like we shook after we spit in our hand/
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  6. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ^Spit and shake your hand? Dog, that's not in my plans/
    Dude could'nt come orignal, just repeated my verse, call you the copyin' man//
    Spittin basic? I'm Nike you asics?/
    Call me weed, beer, and pills, cuz I'm leaving you wasted//
    Plus your verse is weightless, talking about the Matrix in his flow/
    The Matrix came out in '98, those rhymes from damn near 10 years ago!//
    Face it you ain't beating me bro, please believe this/
    Imposter, from your rhyme, back to Gzus//
    You remind me of the cat from the R-S-O, so you bitin names/
    Worser than Benzino trying to use "The Source" for fame//
    I guess it runs in ya fam, hell bent on stackin' dividends/
    But, you played yaself like Benzino when he tryed to make a racist out of Eminem//
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  7. Gsus

    Gsus aka Wordz bka G. Legit

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    (This guy is really funny)

    Listen...

    Me copyin a verse...is unheard of like mutes speakin in tongues...
    Dude u just not gettin it, I could kill every rap u spit, wit the shit that I hum/
    So quit smackin ya gums...u betta get ya facts straight, watch a documentary film...
    Cuz how the fuck Im bittin Gzus, u dumb ass...when I was here before him/
    Thats like puttin rocks before gems...this illiterate wanna be tryin to get personal...
    When he a bitch that listen to all the gossip...look, he gotta a purse an all/
    Worse of all...u got the nerve to talk about me usin the Matrix...
    When centuries ago, I could've sworn people was sayin the same gay shit/
    I aint nothin to play wit....u betta pull out ya G.I. Joes and Legos....
    Before u end up next to kin....rockin a white gown and a halo/
    My raps, what peeps pay fo...ya shit stay shelved like china in grandma's kitchen...
    but now Im just gettin tired of dissin...see, for u , my names to fire to mention...
    and if u wanna play hard wit diction... my burn'll treat ya head like hair equipment and dry it under any condition/
    So forget all that comparin...I aint nothin like anybody u ever heard
    See my reflection can barely recognize me...so Im flippin u the bird/
    Yall this chump aint street...he wont even step off the curb...
    And if the crimes was like a sandbox, he couldnt handle my dirt/

    And for the record, ya skills aint up to par...dude I set the standard and Im raisin the bar...
    see u runnin around "in circles" homie, like u chasin a star...but please dont take this too hard...but it dont matter...Im like shaq to the legal system, I aint gotta problem wit takin a charge/
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  8. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ^Get out of here nigga, just scram/
    Using up a page just to say, "Hey this is how wack I am"!//
    Fuck outt here homie, You the fake jesus a phony/
    And the fake real "Gzus", I remember, I was kind of cool with homie//
    Now here u running around talking bout, blow me, if you real mc, show me/
    Instead of constantly playing a games thinking that you can out flow//
    Dog you could'nt out flow, me with ships from the Navy/
    And if you want me ghost write again, four words.. "Fuck you, pay me!"//
    Cuz I'm a bout to show you the slim and the shady/
    With made crossover appeal, dog you messin round with Tracy McGrady//
    Who I'm messin round with? dog, prolly a lady/
    He messing around with his hand, While I'm stickin' his lady//
    Pullin' out my .45 quick to blaze this baby,Quick to spray you crazy,/
    ain't no way you fade me, think he paid his dues, but what have you shown me lately?//
    Could'nt beat me with Dwayne Wade or even "Jelly Bean's" baby..
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  9. Gsus

    Gsus aka Wordz bka G. Legit

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    Listen..

    Dude get ya own fame...I see u tryin to get appeal by tossin in names...
    but I see u cant think for ya self...so u usin other peoples brains/
    Dude ya skills like a bleach stain...wit me around they wont ever come out...
    Its like u deaf the way u spit....so who's soundin dumb, now/
    So calm down...cuz if u fuckin my chick homie, then its probably a set up...
    where u get set up, wit me in the house waitin to put the metal to ya chest like a, check up/
    See I get respect cuzz...so dont talk in the thread like u got this super flow...
    Cuz Ima nightmare to this clown....and I aint freddy krueger yo/
    Wit rhymin, u might need a tutor though...walkin around wit a big chest, like u workin for hooters yo...
    but Ima prepare ya body for ya funeral...cuz when it comes to rappin, this fool got more bytes than a computer, folk/
    Oh u hood now...shit, some crackhead should smack u the way u mis-represent it...
    See Im so ill...I gotta restrainin order against me, that the doctor recommended/
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  10. Cadet_Karma

    Cadet_Karma I used to give a fuck....

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    im sick of you two whack cats goin at it
    call me Einstein cuz my rap tactics leave yall xed out like mathematics
    im too fast too nice and Ill leave both yall wheezin like asthmatics
    my rhymes be so nasty and toxic like Ima HAZMAT chick
    while yall battling Ill set both of yall dudes up
    and LOSER for you its more like "fuck you, pay me" if you wanna fuck
    yea im taking hits so yall betta dodge-n-duck
    and nobody knows what ya talkin about like Donald Duck
    Huey-n-Duey, birds of a feather flock together,
    both of ya styles are expired and couldnt be deader
    Im half sleep right now and yall still couldnt spit better
    Ill press Gsus like a hyperlink and leave him open on another page
    aint mad at cha but I still spit fire like Lady Rage...dude is at the bottom like hes makin mininum wage
    if hes so sick then he should the seek help of a professional
    cuz i aint certifired in CPR but Ill still put force on ya chest and pressure you
    Amen Gsus and Loser cuz Im done blessing you
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  11. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ^Your not see'n me young girl... I'll wreck you in a sec../
    Pull out my johnson, and show her why I'm a sargent.. and she's a cadet//
    You don't have the respect, so when you see me, soldier, salute/
    Quick to stomp out ya brains, with a pair of timberland-boots//
    I'm a P.I.M.P. like Snoop, I'll make you one of my hoes/
    Have you walkin' around on your toes, hoe'n when it's 5 degreez-cold!//
    Girl.. you don't know how'll I'll touch your soul, have you using birth-control/
    Droppin' the mic, puttin' on beretts, and make-up, yep. back to your proper-roll//
    Don't mean to be sexist, but this a battle, I gotta wreck this/
    Chick that's sort of selfish, messed up, cuz now she's helpless..//




    ^A..You don't want none of me,dog, I'm a O.G./
    Leave, you blacker than Flavor Flave from Public Enemy//
    You banging? Man, I'll empty, three, right in your chest cavity/
    Leave rattled-G. Postraumatic Stress, for ever battling me//
    Have you waken' up in cold-sweats, like ex-vietnam war-vets/
    I'm about to show you how really hard, the hardest, hardcore-gets//
    Maken sure your mellon splits, Put your brain in a bun with relish-kid/
    Feed to my dog, so he can see how undeveloped, your intellect-is//
    After-that, bangin' ya wiz, yes. Till she talk like one of "Jerry's Kid's"/
    Think she Alice in Wonderland, chick left you at home with 3 kids!//
    I'll split your wig-kid. have you "Ready 2 Die" like Big-kid/
    Break both of your ribs. till you run home like, "Mom look at what, one of the bullys did!"//
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  12. KriminaL

    KriminaL Guest

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    Dissin people twice, because you need that much attention.
    So im gonna have to expell you from rap, fuck suspension,
    Not to mention - your name's LoserKits, dude you lost respect.
    Infact - delete your account, get OFF the net.
    "Game Tight", man - the only thing tight on you is ya pants.
    Only guy i know who gets' refused at a gay LapDance
    Clap hands, sing-alongs - man thats' more your audience.
    Singing "Dear heidi", with swiss's playing accordiens (Sp)
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  13. Sir Bustalot

    Sir Bustalot I am Jesus

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    man im gonna rock ya so bad that the horrer's stressing ya
    youll be up late night talkin with doctor Laura Slessinga'
    my reign will smash ya like the tin roofs of shanties
    last time you dropped shit was when ya pooped ya panties
    becuz that verse was terrible, unfairly unbearable
    only time you could breathe dope is if i rolled one and we shared a pull
    youre all over this mod shit but you dont fit the definition
    means moderation asshole ya gonna wreck the nets suspension system
    you think im crazy? just wait till i tag team ya
    ya couldnt spit with the quickness if ya drank milk of magnesia
    when it comes to these rhymes im not butter im a genius
    only problem i havent solved is why ya mother has a penis.........
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  14. .EyERaC.

    .EyERaC. QuesTionZ?

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    ...Son Im thinkin bout Cuttin you... like a surgical Thesis
    thisll be the second time youll get rocked so dont take it personal jesus
    ...Ima champion...so this site Ill be flying to the belt
    you think you nice, and ya avatar indicates you're lion to yaself
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  15. EdgarAllenFlow

    EdgarAllenFlow Punchlinestein

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    i'll use the wordplay i want, so son don't try that
    i'm George W Bush, cause of the way i bomb eyerac
    im grippin the 2's, straight rippin this dude
    its a race for the belt, and im quicker than you
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  16. ExoticUsername

    ExoticUsername New Member

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    Quickness, hit you in the eye with high-speed pitches
    Roger Clemens-like, I fastball everything in sight
    All-black at night? No I'm dressed in all-white
    Snipe at that windpipe, right in broad daylight
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  17. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ^Exotic Usename get's abuse with pain/
    ether, gas, a match plus a little propane//
    Burn this kid, real bad, you won't recognize him/
    Make him cry bad, like when his doctor circumsized him//
    5 times 10, equals 50 times better than him/
    He could be the greatest of all time, but I'm still, WAY better than him..//

    Dissin people twice, to seperate the men from the mice/
    After I seperate you from ya life, I'll seperate you from ya wife//
    It's loserkit, so you messin with lucifer-kid/
    Pull out my johnson, and loosin' up this pussy's lips//
    Total eclipse, nigga, you ain't seein me, you don't have a chance/
    You a fag, lookin' at ya man's in tight pants//
    I rock baggy ish, alway's have, alway's will/
    Plus I sag my ish like a gangsta, creampuff.. you know the deal//
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  18. Cadet_Karma

    Cadet_Karma I used to give a fuck....

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    You aint hardcore, homie you soft as pudding//
    you keep showing ya ass off Ima have to put a foot in//
    Loser even if I let you win...I mean I wouldn’t... but you still couldn’t//
    half-breed dude, you bitch-made//
    dismember you using grenades and butcher blades//
    Cadet is still outranking you and ya whole brigade//
    I got that parental flow that'll make you practice ya technique at night//
    DAMN Im nice... cuz I know the essentials like water and rice//
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  19. M-O-A Thug

    M-O-A Thug New Member

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    ^I thought I talk to you about this before?/
    So why come back with same wack shit that made me snore?//
    I got rhymes galore, you got rhymes that's poor/
    So poor you can't afford shoppin' at the 99cent store//
    Don't make me vent more, or make me get uncensored/
    Punch you in your dentures, and leave you lookin' tempored//
    Give you a splinter, that sting's like getting pinched-sir/
    I battled thousands of mc's does'nt matter if it's a him, he, a she or her//
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  20. EdgarAllenFlow

    EdgarAllenFlow Punchlinestein

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    ElLoser your wack...ill be straight
    your mother didn't even want you, she was raped
    im bringin it son, you've got nothin, where you been ho
    fuck it, i'll push your button like old school nintendo
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