NS Rap Battle

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amo

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So, i search barred and the other rapping thread was 6 years old and really shitty. Basically, you throw down what you got. Don't go googling or shit. Just type out the best thing that comes to your head. If this gets good we could maybe get some voting going and maybe even find a NS rapping prodigy.

I'll start it off...

if u dont think im the boss, u must be confused

i shop at the best stores, ur salvation army, ur used

ive been makin these poor jokes, there may be no need

I do love the money, but this rap aint built on greed

its mostly built on passion, my blood sweat and tears

u like to travel the speed limit, im rollin in 6th gear

i be a lamborghini, 0-60, real fast

I'll break all ur bones, leave u in a body cast

Ill leave u in traction, yo limbs hangin this way and that

u try to fight me, u just meet the business end of my gat

maybe i dont have a gun, all i need is a tongue

ill be beating u mentally and physically ill add the fu to the kung.

that last rhyme was mediocre, i know i got betta

u dream about bein me, because im a go getta

I dont have to break rule, im the one that makes them

Im a diamond in the rough, ur a plastic gem

I could get u out of a vending machine

Ur raps are muddy and dirty, im so fresh and so clean

 
mr amo how is this a bttleim from ny and ur a mass holeur not freestyling you typed that while petting ur kittenim smokin in my doorm quietly spitin what i have just writenwhile ur cleaning you shoes in the closet im rollin bluntsand still crush u with my walleti dont have a lambo but i got a saturn ill take ur i pod and leave it SHATERDED
im baked and really board....
 
Beleive me I love rap battles. But without a beat one its awkward and two its pretty easy to just throw a rhyming word at the end and fill a bunch in the middle. I say we put up a new beat each week and everyone spits 8 bars or 12 bars. and posts up their clip
windows audacity works well and its fairly simplemac you probably already have garage band.
 
search bar bitch...

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just like your username you be a fool

a tool

a dumb mutha fucka just trying to spit game

but your lyrics suck and they bring you to shame

You probably sit there with you tiny ass bong

smokin fucked up laced shit all day long

you bitches got nothin on J-B

I'm here puffin fatty's, smokin for free

im quite ripped as well sir. hahaha ive never even tried rpping before
 
"So, i search barred and the other rapping thread was 6 years old and really shitty."

first line if the thread.

keep it coming people
 
twinkle twinkle yo lil star

how homies wonder who the fuck you are

chillin up in yo crib above my ghetto

like bling bling yo

spoutin rhymes till ya shine

like ma bro say, you a nice fellow

slap some bitches, smoke some weed

hit a negro till he bleed

role a blunt, fuck a whore

sing my tunes till i got no more

i'm a black ass star up in yo hood

i kill you

 
eastside is mad he's from mass

and gets picked last in gym class

stares at girls and gets no ass

he's convinced his day will come

and he might finally get some

nothing wrong with fat bitches

i like to drag them from truck hitches

while my truck is in overdrive

the bar on base is called the bee hive

cause i'm a seabee

okinawa is where i gonna be

boston is where u will go

2008 patriots? 18 and OH NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
 
yo, yo, who do you think you are

you act like your a fucking rap star

your little icon is fucking green, yellow, and red

but all that smoke is going to your head

your not a rastafarian from the hood

your just a silly canadian who stood

on your skis without your steeze

thinking your the shit smoking trees.

your just a silly canadian

a fucking silly canadaian

 
Sorry mofucka I aint even want to do this

Clicked on yo thread , at first was like screw this

But then I read yo words, like a personal attack

So then I start to thinking what I can spit back

See im young and im slick sorta new to the scene

But im hung wit a big dick, make yo girl scream

See now it gets personal, gettin in yo face

I see your double ones, now let me pull my ace

Someone said no substance, just end with a rhyme?

If you want philosophy a battle aint the time

Cause its mine and I shine like the diamonds on my chain

Not a fuckin cloud man, but I can make it rain

Any week any day getting money off the yay

Do you even know how it feels to get paid?

I’ll call you out nigga, -you probly bumming it

While im in this bitch an’ nigga im runnin it

stunt so hard an my swag so mean

Money out the ass, even bought a pinky ring

But I don’t need the bling, please look an youll see

the realest motha fucka that come from the streets



GET ON MY LEVEL
 
Sorry mofucka I aint even want to do this

Clicked on yo thread , at first was like screw this

But then I read yo words, like a personal attack

So then I start thinking what I can spit back

See im young and im slick sorta new to the scene

But im hung wit a big dick, make yo girl scream

See now it gets personal, gettin in yo face

I see your double ones, now let me pull my ace

Someone said no substance, just end with a rhyme?

If you want philosophy a battle aint the time

Cause its mine and I shine like the diamonds on my chain

Not a fuckin cloud man, but I can make it rain

Any week any day getting money off the yay

Do you even know how it feels to get paid?

I’ll call you out nigga, -you probly bumming it

While im in this bitch an’ nigga im runnin it

stunt so hard an my swag so mean

Money out the ass, even bought a pinky ring

But I don’t need the bling, please look an youll see

the realest motha fucka that come from the streets



GET ON MY LEVEL
 
you think you got steeze

in math you only got b's

your mom's got C's

i meant breast

her lovin was far from the best

i cant think of the rest

cause of my burnt out mind

everyday i'm on the grind

for the navy

friends say i'm crazy

but its all grazy

whoops i meant gravy

this ryhme suck

call your mom, one last fuck

i should just quit now.
 
this kid be talking like he can spit game.

its mad funny, I've never even heard this kids name.

he sounds generic, like every other guy.

he always stay grounded, i was born to fly.

he says my metaphors are garbage, says that they're trash.

he must be jealous that im just rollin in the cash.

this is a straight freestyle, no time to pause or think.

he thinks that hes got strong armor, but im bound to find the chink.

kid thinks hes beautiful, he says it all the time.

kid thinks hes gorgeous, too bad he cant rhyme.

kids in the little leagues, kid plays real slow.

i just hit him so hard, hes lost, doesnt know where to go.
 
yo nigguh whats yo style, i know i havent been here for a while/niggah im here to spit some rhymes, we all know u got nuthin but pennys and dimes/ yo my style is spiritual like biggie smalls im mothafuckin lyrical/ i burn trees thats right, i smoke tha purple/ i ride skis just better know thats a fuckin miracle, we all know life is a dream, time is critical/ better pass that blunt some view it as spiritual/ you livin lies like those stupid bitches, my mind is real nuthin close to these fuckin snitchess. peaceee
 
who do you think you are talking to

i could ski circles all around you

you think your the shit skiing creek

when in fact all it is, is a 50 ft peek

you may be from the empire state

but i bet you couln't fucking wait

to join the marines and escape

the shitty city filled with date rape

haha. i dont know where i am going with this...

 
Alright fairy bitch spread your wings and take off

9mm round, duck when you hear it pop

police on my payroll, snitch to the cops

Shit like thatll get yo fuckin body dropped

I don’t play games man I fuckin orchestrate

lower grade minds cant think but to hate

so unreal yeah fuckin unbelievable

flow so smooth man, so damn lyrical

my boy benedetto start sayin conspirical

get on my level or find some new material

your shit so plain man, just ordinary

you prolly from the suburbs, think my hood is scary

you say that im lost man, but I got the map

haters keep hatin till that gun go clap

you think im little league, man you must be trippin

dope game all A’s ‘cept in snitchin

major league rhymes man gettin thrown down

makin your sorry ass look like a fuckin clown

next time nigga, when you step to me

betta go hard when you spit homie

or ill leave ya ass bleedin dead in the street
 
you all just a ton of white canadians tryin to act hard

but in reality you can't spit shit you fuckin retard

now you call me whack and as white as can be

but that shit's irrelevent, and i crush you 24/7 guarunteed

I know you all wish you were hyphy and black

but you just in a home depot hat chanting "More Money To Iraq!"

Just a bunch of hillbilly hicks

might be able to ski and throw tricks

but you aint got shit when it comes to NS rap

cause i wreck you and muthafucka, thats a wrap
 
yo yo

im white and tight

but i cant rap so please dont give me a slap

instead pass me the blunt before i do a stunt

please dont front or i wont pass you my blunt

im going to bed cause i cant rap
 
Y'all wiggas talk n spit

But ur all fake as shit

As I contemplate ur fate

U ugly fuckas hate

I'm way too sophisticated for you

so confused u don't know wat to do

Sit and stare all u want

I got all my shit to flaunt

My rhymes are so goddam smooth

I don't know wat the fuck to do

I know ur all scared so don't make me come back

Just walk away cause ur all fuckin wack

 
after a couple of shots to the body yall niggas will be catching a Frost

so even if u was a veteran, u couldnt pay ur way to be the boss

ya say u got fukin steez on da skis but bitch please

all ya doin is sitn at home on NS acting like you da best

but i hate to tell ya ur as gay as the rest

all these kids on here just sit and talk shit

y dont ya get out n' just ski a lil bit

maybe get out and hit a fuckin jump or hit some jibs

quit sitn in the buy and sell forums with no money sayin you got dibs

i hate to tell yall i cant fukin rap, tell ya the truth all these rhymes is crap

so to all ns i love ya aight, so have good fukn day and a great FUKN NIGHT
 
bitch you don't even know

now i gotta ask before you go

what happened to your flow

motherfucker you be talking about blunts

i know you never touched one

just like you aint ever humped a cunt

now go cry to your momma

cuddle up to her flubber

you better pack a rubber bitch and i be telling you why

what you said aint gonna fly

where you're going you never see the sky

you been frontin on me and i had the sense

i called the popo on my cellumaphone

i thought that I was tight and white but when bubba be done

you aint gonna skite about how your white and tight

bitcjh
 
you're rignt, this thread is idiotic

but we're all a little psychotic

you gotta check the pass they gave you at the door

cause I think you'll find

you're

in

the

N

S

G

basically its what we do when we can't ski

so loosen off you boots and let your broken ankles relax

sure, this shit is whack and none of us are blacks

I hope you didn't forget to storage

wax?
 
yo blake im comin at you like a busted rake,

iv seen you try to ski, your nothing but a big FAKE.,

quick tryen to come up with all this canadian bullshit, how

about you come up with that another time, and please homie learn to rhyme.

wow im bored, i dont rap
 
fail on your part, big time

half of that didn't even rhyme

the flow was nonexistent and the hook was sublime

repeating it, would be a vice crime.

my presence in this thread was long over due

and it's hardly worth the time, in my point of view

but when i'm done you'll be like a stain on my nike boots.

these raps got less direction than a wondering jew.

 
i working down here at supply

toilet paper? i only use 2 ply

however you just you your nose

cause your so far up amy's ass

i havent smoked any grass

in over a year

it sort of brings a tear

so i just drink mad beer

cause i'm in the navy

i eat taters and gravy

at the seabee galley

never attended a pep rally

cause my high school was wack

full of spics and blacks

blood pressure high, heart attack

i want to smoke a red and hit the rack

cause we ran really far

last night i was the bar

too drunk to find my car

whoops i meant truck

wanted pussy, had no luck

so i went home to beat it

amy shits, that guy eats it

kinda like 2 girls one cup

i want a dog, maybe a pup

the ryhme was lame

in mississippi, you don't need game

girls have zero shame

just tell him you a seaman

go back home and beat em ;)
 
just posting a rap battle on newschoolers dot com

and i be makin' more bread than the bakers at pom

then the chicks cop a feel cause my dick is the bomb

while you on t-walls cock, like m. oneil on a grom

yeah when you hear my flow you'll log off and hide

cause while your sliding flat boxes I 270 lipslide

so you need some practice, you best pack up and go

because while i'm moving yay, all you do is blow

now you best /end thread now because i am the man

and the only time you cork is with a dick in your hand

( the comments and views of the rapper are not the views shared by the poster and are written for entertainment purposed only )

 
im a true suburban white kid who likes hip hop and reads books,

why are all you other crackers trying to pose as thugs n crooks?

"ya'll niggas" tryin to act hard, tryin to get good looks,

when the truth is your call-out line is ringing off the hook.

real thugs hittin you up just to remind you you're trippin,

while im sittin here with some grey goose just relaxin n sippin.

dont get me wrong, some of your rhymes are tight,

but theres no fuckin way you would back up your claims in a fight.

im just tryin to be honest, tryin to spit about real life,

im not one to write lines about phony hardships and strife.

what you all need to do is take a step back and see

what goes on in my world, the life of a true fuckin G
 
this is non ski gabber

your spitting non steeze chatter

my pockets get fatter and I

fuck bitches; your on the friend ladder

your style is

gaper at best, like a neon vest

with matching pants connected

your rhymes get disected, by me

this mc will give your mic a vasectome

who's this? oh its your bitch sitting next to me

how come, you can look at my posts in forums

and tell where, alotta members got their whole style froM?

 
you see im just sittin here on nsg

drinkin my fresca because I cant ski

fuck the warm weather it should really snow

some mutha fucka called my girl a hoe

like I already didnt know

i feel like a retard

oh well fuck it I aint got nothin to loose its the internet

you see we all just tryin to act hard in our tall t's

but you see this just aint really me

my dad just yelled at my cat

stupid little thing

maybe its cause they're both fat

wow i think i may go drink bleach now
 
Yo I'm Trey And this shits gayIve been busted mad rhymes since i was madefuck u hoes and go get laidIm a ghetto kid looking to get paidget out of my fuckin wayi live on the streets in a nice housemy mom wheres a blouseI'm a suburban Gexcuse me while i take a pee
 
See I rhyme part time may-be a little more

Only time I rap is when im rappin at your door

Posted up with the 9, time to ride on you bitches

Only time I pose is when the press takin pictures

Only time we see you is in the school yearbook

Hear have this back im a thief and a crook

sorry dog it's your girl’s v card I took

Grey goose homie? Sounds pretty “gangster”

Real-niggas drink 40’s that’s why you a wangster

Tryin to act balla, sittin there sippin

Real niggas in the club when the building starts tippin

But hey, what would you know? You’re not from the hood

Study how I rhyme, maybe thatll make you good

So you read writing. On what? How to write hooks?

talkin bout the rap game I wrote the damn book.
 
dont get all butt-hurt, im just giving my own 2 cents,

your probably still a highschool kid livin with your rents

"im from the streets!", actin all e-thug, trying to sound meaner,

then getting driven to soccer practice in the back of moms beamer.

you see im past all that shit, already gettin fat checks,

see me crusing through your town, lampin with your bitch in the lex.

im gettin off topic though, gotta get back on track,

oh yea, I was spittin how your rhymes are whack.

you all copy each other, followers like a pack of geese,

fuck it tho, im out. have fun kids, peace.
 
i was listen to day and nite so find the instrumental and rap dis

My swag is tightChicks digging me cause I skate at nightRap a beat and I stay on my grindThese dudes mad cause chicks want my UGHHGet itIm not kid cudi but I see your day and nightI stay so hotAnd my flow get's hypedBut I don't hold a pieceYet I still merk that beat Grab the clipCock it backThan aim at the beatLike hop in the streetsAnd I'm better than everStay hot like the weatherI can be so hot when It's so damn coldAnd I can be so cold when It's so damn hotI rock that potI got a gwapNo you ain't hot so boy man you better stopDudes keep hating but my paper man it never stopsI spit crack Dope feen fluentThey all blah blah blahBut I'm like Aw Nah Nah NahI'm not spanish but they still call me pappyAnd I call her fucking MommyAnd she all on meOn my meat like salomiOh dayummmmmRun and get yo camI am not like jellyBut you can still get jammmedddDayummmThis beat is so sickBut if you want to chill with me you best bring RickROSSSSSMan he's the fucking bossWith him you best hope you don't get ughhhI'll see you on that crossLike Jesus you'll be praying that I stop stop stop

Hold the phone hold the phoneYaMy voice is going outI'm getting horsed getting horsedI think I'm blowing outBut I still got my Cannon CannonYa I'm about to shoutYou better Look out Look outOr you'll be dead no doubt

 
i dont rhyme i dont battle, i dont rap
but these rhymes? some u need to be slapped
rhyme what you know, rhyme what is true
some of you are lyin, tryin to say the sky aint blue
i know you dont have the fancy car or all "dat" money
dont lie us, ive seen that cow of yours that you like to call honey
now h.s. on ns go home to mommy and throw that hissy fit
so dont come on here sayin your all that, the big shit
(havent tried to rhyme anything in forever..if you didnt notice haha)

 
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