Battle Rapping.

[Le Narutard]

Yo boy, you come in here, reppin that emo sh*t that can't compare?
I'ma teach you a lesson son, and you soon betta learn that rappin ain't poetry and that's why I'm concerned
You talk about bodies broken on the ground? That's what's gonna happen if you come downtown.
I'll pull out my .357 and mow your ass down. Don't even get me started on the Emo Sh*t clown.
What you talkin' bout discovering yourself, most of us concern ourselves with wealth
None of this Bullsh*t bout darkness and despair so take your damn poetry and get outta here
This thread's for real rappers, and you can't compare, now get it out now before I lay your ass bare
Son you can't stand up to me, you see, I been droppin these beats since November '03
Refined it to an art, a sharply honed knife, so don't come around here and make me take your life
I don't wanna do it, but you don't give me much choice, so unless you get out with that useless noise,
I'ma have to do it, I'ma have to slay ya so get your ass out now before the game decides to play ya.

((Not meant as an insult, but really, that stuff is best kept in your poetry thread. This is for rapping... if it don't flow right, it just don't seem right, and that don't sound like a rap to me. No hard feelings, but if you're gonna rap, keep it real. Ya heard?))

[Ryu]

Who dat rap to?

[kiron]

(Well Im beat I got nothing. And I consider that a rap poem. )

[Le Narutard]

Seika, dat be to Kiron. You're plenty cool in my books

[Ryu]

Oh ight ya haha nice rap btw

[hybridnitemare]

I'll show you darkness and I'll show you a rap. They don't call me the "Dark rapper" for nothing This is how you do a DARK RAP.
It's slightly hard to catch my rift but once you do its easy to follow the flow.


"Behold the dark powers that be
Oceans of blood, deeper than the sea
Soon it’ll flood over and consume even me
Lightning flashing in the stormy sky
Blinding my eyes
Thunder crashes while the tides are
Crushing me, reliving the dreams
That turn into nightmares
I’ll never be one again
So I’ll just dig a hole
And throw myself in
While this other me grins

Looking
Seems like I’m always look over my shoulders
Seems the air is only getting colder and I’m only getting older
Everyday I feel this paranoia gripping me tighter
I fight and break hour after hour

This isn’t what I wanted to be
I never thought this animal would have you
Bleeding like me
Now this isn’t how I wanted it to go
I just hope someone tells the story so you will know
How hard it was for me to show the better side of my dream

Don’t get it twisted cause everyone knows my plans have shifted
They say my lyrics are encrypted with what I’m gifted
Every word spittin about how my existence is twisted
This walkin carcass given life by God’s only Darkness

Now I don't have to pray for the clouds to clear,
cause I've already lost everything dear.
There's nothing left for me to fear
I'm killing everyone that comes near
I'm done shedding those pathetic tears."

This rap can never truly end while I live and as long as a MC alive his music will never give.


"Its been like an hour since I posted this I think. So I got a new one for some of you ignorant Nelly type rappers out there who just think your gangsta when your not, not aimed at the people above^

'Ignorant motha'
"Yo my nigga's and my wigga's
I've been a gansta ever since I came out my dad's sack.
I was born holding a mac ten, I had a twin, I came out and didn't cry only grinned.
The doctor hit me to make breathe, so I beat him and put'em on his knees. Nurse saw me pull out a sword and tried to stop me so I strangled her with the umbilical core.
At the age of nine I had been to prison eight teen times
For the worst of war crimes

I went off to fight the war when I was twenty two
Would have gone sooner but I wasn't about to leave my gangsta crew. They'd never stuck with me if they knew,
I love money like a Jew and stole from them on a daily basis
Towards white foks I can be racist because we think its owed to us
Though I know its not. So ha eat this bullet whitey and suck on the shotgun while my boys rob you blind and I take off with the money and leave them behind. Its ok I'll come up with a great lie."

Ok even I can't stand this ignorant crap anymore >_< and I'm the one writing it lol Well I'm not trying to offend anyone just stating what a rap SHOULDN'T be like.

[Ryu]

Time to ride
Aint scared to die
But I know it aint my day to say good bye
Aye!
Hidden eye says they see the truth
But they don’t see it in my point of view
Actually not even in da public view
Rich basterds say the know the cure
But they aint poor
Meanin their hearts aint pure
Not growin but I know the pain
I know it so well I don’t cry no more
My main boy boy died
Killers hoping to still my pride
Fuck dat nigga I aint gonna hide
I know the truth
I spit it in my rhyme
Like lil wayne says Fuck em
Fuck em un fuckin believable
But I aint like wayne
I don’t suck off my daddy for a caddie
Or a record deal
I am real to the extent
I don’t run things with my mouth
I am in da street I live in da dirty south
I am the king of the south I aint self proclaimed
I murdered the rap game when it was in my aim
Now it bang bang bang right at me
Bout I multiplied times three
So it impossible to kill me
So far ahead I can rest in piece like tupac
Come alive and still be first in line
Now forget that
They waitin in line to see to me
Ya me not you not who but me times 3
Cause like lil wayne i am doin a 3 peat

[Umehara]

My words is on target, like Iraq to our missiles.
Lyrics like flesh-eatin' viruses, they even chew through the gristle.
Disappeared like cash from a gamblin' man's pockets.
But I remain the conclusion, like an answered thread when staff lock it.
"Reply", "Send Topic", or "Print". Every answer, I'm the basis of.
Blast punchlines like boxin' rounds, you can get the "Face to Glove".
This rhyme shit is natural, like breathin' when I was out the womb.
Got me a "Lara Croft" bitch, Maybach that's gray and black like a "Raider" Tomb.
Yeah, I turned it over, but that's how my broads like it.
Treat vagina like volleyballs, they toss it at me and I "spike" it.
High speeds in the third lane, but try me and you'll crash, sucka.
I got the "hammer" on my waist, "Wii". Get killed cuz' I'm a "Smash Brotha".*

Wii = Oui - "Yes" in french.

Super Smash Bros. in stores now! Nintendo Wii! Lol.

[--Arata]

Officially murked by Atsu. Somone hand this man a grammy. ^_^ But go ahead and Let me get in dis b***h.

Sitting here posted up with my niggas down the buck
Let ya niggas jump wrong imma show you what's up
With my chopper and my 45 put it to ya face
And adjust ya place a matter of fact leave you with a hollow taste
Take a chance step up and see what happens when fucking with my do
Three words that inspire ya girl Handle bar that ho.. now watch her ride me like a brand new bike, then turn her on to a broad of mine. Now that bitch Diking, Bitch I'm just rhyming holla at me when you through writing.

Sorry I got to bullshitting around again... ^_^

[Shinji Yanama]

Looks like Atsu killed a couple of young brothas
I’m more like an abandoned child with no mother
I rep this hidden mist and we home to the elite
I’m fly son; I don’t need no feet
I’m just a rapid flow with no beat
Try to go against me and you’ll drown
I’m a king son so where’s my crown
I’d be too lethal if my ninja was brown
I’d have all yall fools face ground
So go ahead make some noise
I’m cool like the river; I never lose my poise
So no regret and no fear son
Don’t try to fight, I’ve already won
Don’t make a new thread it’s already done
I’ll kill you with my bare hands I don’t need a gun
Hahaha, this was for fun
And this wasn’t even my best
Log off son; I’ll do you a favor and write the rest


Nice theme Shin. Nas is a genious.

[Ryu]

We rap from our heart
Ya dats where true rap starts
Grab a pen and let all your smarts take control
Here I go!

What up Rin, What up Atsu, What up Shin, What up Shinji.
And now just 'cuz I say ya name it doesn't mean I'm insane
Cuz im shoutin out all the artists that make me step up my game
If I say I’m better then T.I his fans gonna complain.
If I say I’m better then Wayne his fans will do the same
No need to explain everyone should know
Its M.o.A., Me over all who spray
I take you on anyday in front of anyone
Bring your fans, your parents, your dearest friends, all the girls your pimped.
But don’t give em a chair cause they in for a scare
Cause Imma make you look like a fool
And it aint even April.
My game has been stepped up
Cant get on my level so don’t even bring da ladder
Cant control my bladder cause i am pissin words
I am pissin on your words this shit is absurd
Spit a missile and sink your ship
I don’t need to bust a clip
Just bust you ovr you da head with the bottom of the pistol
You say you tall you standin on a kid stool
The milli beat is silly it says a milli so much it really does get annoyin
Chamilli is where it at this cat is verbally sick
Don’t take this is a diss this is like me blessin the game with a kiss
Unlike wayne kissin his daddy
Yall better not do dat or be a fag
Go home and chill wit yo boys and play tag
Dreamin of catchin up with me
Its impossible I spit my shit yall better flee

[--Arata]

I guess I need to get em huh!

Well looking at the times I need to go an cock it, Bouncing in the club with rag out my pocket, I'm real street nigga and you ain't stoppin it
Standing on a mountain tall as a Kumo, getting ready to drop it
[Interlude] I'm going to bust ya head with this one...Aye! Let's get it shawty!

[verse begins again]

Straight G nigga man this shit runs through my veins
Got a choppa with the scope so I got a good aim
Talk that shit about me b***h you must be insane
Leave yo ass by five times nigga be in so much pain
Have you in the news saying damn a nigga found slain
Have you laying dead in a casket up in Saint James

Sitting here posted up with my niggas down the buck
Let ya niggas jump wrong Imma show you what is up
With my chopper and my 45 put it to yo face
And adjust yo place a matter of fact leave you with a hollow taste
Game over to that last nigga who entered this race
Finding out that slow niggas can't keep up with my pace

It was all good when that nigga was gone...that's what they saying shawty.
Yet when I came back the hood was all quiet
I stepped out side A nigga caused a riot
It ain't the same when my feet touch down
Bitches come around like I'm donning a Crown
To the main branch to the side branch

That's right I had to let you hear it twice..
It's that good like Chicken and Rice
Grab me a beer cause all these niggas fear
A nigga like me who's lost someone dear
Take it from me to you...
I know how it is...yet when it's over think about how revitalized you feel when the rap game is sober.
Hah! I was just playing..I'm that drug you need
Constantly fiending for me, Leave the world at a stand still with me you injecting.
Heh..I guess it's what happens when we all hit the bacardi,
yet some of you just want to be the Life of the party
Now we all got to fussing and arguing
Now we got pop off at the party..

[Umehara]

REEEEEMIIIIIX!!

A Milli, A Milli. No! A Billi, A Billi!
Yo' girl on my girl. Threesome, nigga. You feel me? You feel me?
And you excluded like the batteries to most toys.
I play real like a don should. You niggas is decoys.
Kamizuru tat, these Bs (bars) is fresh honey.
Thick wit' rich essence. Earn more ends than Monopoly money.
Dirty on my flow, but the records always stay clean.
Paper cuts on my dick, cuz' I got so much fuckin' green.
And yeah, nigga, you hear a lot from long distance.
Pop quarters out a sniper rifle since they callin' long distance.
When I come through? The lack of funds on ya'll is evidence.
Necrophilia, nigga, cuz' I 'fuck' wit' dead presidents. (Cash flow!)
C3? Ciara, Candace, and Carla. Lick the rapper? They able.
3-Peat? I "smash hit" wit' my necklace on. That's a platinum label.
Now for those of you who did not understand?
I'mma spit to my left. Please, raise your right hand.

[Ryu]

My REMIX!!!!!!!!

Knuckin if your buckin
Meet a girl then we fuckin
Gets on her knees and gets to dat suckin
Me and my niggas ball hard
We don’t pass da rock cause we ball hog
You talking dat BS if you feelin like a frog fo’real then leap
Betta watch how you crock imma make yo girl choke
I smoke, I soak, I spoke my mind and didn’t stutter one time

Get in line to see to me
Ya you wanna be me
Nigga wanna go then i get back to knuckin and buckin
When I strike and gonna be thunda struck
Imma king meanin I hunt yo ducks
I hear yall cluck
Game over you lose, ran out all your luck

[Le Narutard]

Call me what you will
I'm here to get my fill
Anyone don't like it here?
Then you know the drill

Hands up, cash out
And put it on the floor
Cause I dun wanna deal
With you bitches no more

You spit for tit wit tat
But I had enough of that
Fixin' to break out my gat
And show you just where I'm at
You can't level with that
Even when I'm running in slo-mo
You ho-mo's can't match dat
So don't even try
You know whay
Cause your brain'll go splat
Recoil runnin through my arms as I cock my bat
Back over my shoulder
Gas burnin fast as I watch your body smoulder
You ain't no Agent Mulder
You just another soldier
What got himself took over
Playin' with flows to strong for him to handle
Like a log on the mantle
Or a quick burnin' candle
Your corpse is alight to my glee
As I finish my killin' spree
Slayin' you wannabe's
And fulfilling my greed
High up on speed
Spreading the seed
Of my flow wherever I go
Just so everyone can know
What it is I rep and how I blow
And no, I don't blow man-hoes like you
That ain't how I do
Though I know a few guys who might do that for you
Just ask around, I'm sure they'll be found,
Need a wigga like me to break you down
And teach you how to rhyme
Stay on time and deliver
Just ask your girl
You know I made her shiver
White heat through her skin You'd swear I was a sliver
Flowing through her body with the power of a river
But that's just me
Yeah some say I'm nerdy
But they ain't heard me spit
So they don't know shit
So consider yourself lucky
To be blessed with the presence of my rhyme
And until such time
As I find me a good challenge
I will abstain and refrain
From causing you more damage

So if one of you hoes
Wants to step up and challenge my flows
All I say is bring it

But if you plan on steppin,
You best be reppin.
I want rap boy, don't sing it.

(Lookin to get me a battle in. No one in particular, but you better be able to flow. And literate-ly. No crappy grammar or spelling, cause I take that as an insult when it's in a challenge)

[Ryu]

Imma step up to yo flow
Ya bro I got no beef with ya
But this week i am yo foe
Go against me? Ya it will make you glow

I am white too
But you white boy your time is threw
Imma make your world go blue
I am true to my word and my rhyme
When this battle is over and I say good job
Your name they not going to know
So when I say your name they gonna say who?!

Your battling the king
And the bell finally sounded “Ding ding ding”
You aint going to make it to round three
So save your glee i am ending your killing spree

Come to your house with my ski-mask
I am the ghetto robin hood
And tearing you apart is my task
Look at the chart i am way above you art

I am a blood soldier at the heart
So you better depart from spittin any game
I will steal all your fame
And put your name to shame

[C-C-C-Cryptekz]

You think you can spit?
Boy, you ain't got shit
My freestyle rhymes
Are like Holy Writ
I can't be stopped
And no, I can't be topped
So watch yourself son
Before you get popped
I Hold no grudges cause they just don't last
My rhymes a supersonic blast
That cuts your throat so fast
That when the blood hits the ground it's still blue
So if I cut into you
Don't expect any mercy
Cause if you do you'll soon see
What happens when you mess about
A wigga like me

The ghetto robin hood?
More like the slum's Maid Marian
Turnin' out a trick
In the back seat again
You only wear that ski-mask
So that when your John blows
He ain't gotta look at the face
Of an ugly ass hoe.

I check the chart again my freind, but make a few corrections
For it's more obvious to me than natural selection
More obvious than friday nights when you choke on an erection
You held it upside-down stupid, another quick deflection.

And now the bullet bounces back
Headin' straight for you as a matter of fact
Fresh on a renewed path of attack
You soon better learn to pick up your slack


You say that they won't know my name,
That you'll put it to shame
and steal my fame
Well if that's your aim,
Then you'll have to work harder
Think you can spit, but I turn out looking smarter
You think you're ablaze, you're just the firestarter
So you better think twice as I set the story straight sir.

A blood soldier? Son you're nothing but a toy
So run away little boy
Get your ass outta here and fast
Cause simply put you ain't gonna last
Three rounds with me?
I don't need three.
One'll have you on your knees
And by Two you're gonna bleed
Scratch that,
You'll be dead before you hit the mat
From the rat-a-tat-tat
Of my automatic gat

You just can't do it
Cause Now I put you through it
You Blew it. It was comin,
Everybody knew it

I am the Regean to your Berlin wall
I sit there and watch while you slowly fall
You screwed up, you weren't on the ball,
I wanted penmanship, not chicken scrawl.

I've ended your fun here and now
Your art bleeding like a stuck sow
And if you think you can stand up to me
somehow

Then bring it, but don't sing it son.
And that's it, I'm done.

[Ryu]

((The dis wasnt to you but ight you want in your in))

Not a angel I'm filled with anger, to the industry I'm a danger
They make friends with dick suckers, said they tell you that I'm a stranger
Kick some dirt on my name, but really how can I blame you
I'm the next to blow, so they put me on punishment for bad behavior
They said I should of went major, but I'm a procrastinator
I get the job done playa, but I'm busy now ask me later
Stay with a calculator, my lawyer get a grand retainer
Why cause I'm a better business man, than your average hater
But now I wanna ask a favor, don't talk to me like I'm stupid
Got no love for you haters, so send that message to cupid
Give a shout out to Who Kid, (why give a shout out to Who Kid)
Cause I'm wearing something, that match the size of a G-Unit shoe kid
What's that a nine stupid, you do the math why
I tried to be nice to the dyke, but that was my last try
And since it seems the industry, is infatuated with the bad guy
I'm spitting and pissing on gimmick niggaz, when they pass by
Get mad that I get green, you dealing with the Hulk
I put my anger in the music, nigga this is the result
I speak my mind, so stop acting so sentimental
You soft, if you go to jail you'll get used for a prison pillow
You scared, shooting slugs behind the bushes and not a brick
Like a bush is gon protect you, you know who you dealing with
Seika hideous mood, and I pity the fool
If I walk in I bet every sissy, in the city'd move
Ain't got to walk a city for food, like Diddy did dude
If you hungry for drama, I'll see that my Semi get chewed

[hybridnitemare]

I smell a battle. I'm make it simple.

I do not rap like you, cause
I'm really a metal guy at heart
But that doesn't mean
my rap skills aren't off the chart
Your rap battles begun
So I'll enter and
Slam this Rasengan in ya face
Hide back in the shadows and
Conceal my place
Wait for Setsuo smack you with a pimp mace
I'll be the judge and throw away the case
Cross the line and cut ya throat
Won't even bother to take a boat,
just to dump your body in a lake
I'll just leave you where ya fall
And just to be kind I'll make the call
Get a cop to come check on your suicidal ass
Just so the people walking by couldn't tell it was me
I'll were a mask, and in too mess with them I'll write a note
Leave your last message hidden in the right pocket of your coat
Reading you were a terrorist who loved your goat
You didn't think there was anything wrong with a little bump and grained
Until your goat was taken away for your crimes.

Honestly I don't need to defend myself from you, your about as threatening as a baby Pikachu. Only one on my level was Setsuo and Taisuke. And even against them I can stand alone.
Watch the tree of us like demons walk into the danger-zone
Only one will go home.


(I'll wait and see what you guys are packing before I unload another post)

[shinryuu]

Its okay little homie . I think I got the gist.
I’m the shit and you wish you were like this.
I rock the club from left to right.
I got bitches fightin’ over me all fuckin’ night.
I can spit my self into the white house.
And start a big fight.
Start a revolution, homie I’m the black knight.
Got a gun on my side it screams “Black rights”
I started this revolution to bring fourth my light.
I wore my skin proud to brought out my might.
I looked into the shadows to live through the night.
I came from the streets to bring these niggas from wrong to right.