Cant disagree with what Burns said cuz only trash rappers dissin the Static for the longest it was epic... but now everyone is missin in action! I used to come here every day and give an ear, itchin just to listen now all the rappers that once was... got permission to exist in remission. to diss or even drop the bars like the raps aint worthy of attention! I explain that rap is for US.. so mentally perplex me when you spittin! dont worry about the haters I can sit and poll em on rhymes and if it gets overwhelming Ill relapse and troll em on Line! Just try with all your might to type something with enlightenment if its the type of rap I write then I might just end up liking it! and we can go back and forth lest this info higher than ur paygrade, or Deebo these rappers chains and smash hooks like paychecks on payday! All day, tossin twenties at the strippers get em to posing for pictures snortin blow with cheap hoes like revelation doesnt show in the scripture! Im a bad boy, face wrapped in bandana face wrapped in the V, ain't talkin Vendetta C0ckin the hammer, a sock and banana & drippin from her lips like grammar.
I'm new to KaW but i'll give this a go Sit back please, and enjoy this little noob's flow I kick rhymes off the top of the dome So fly they catch a plane over to Rome Ya'll looking for em but they gone Come on ya lost now go catch your bus home I'm a profound lyrical genius Way ahead of my time Try and step up and we'll see if you can really rhyme I murder beats Im so clean, LCBC's wanna be me Spit so insane you wanna rewind like im a cd I make all the females whine when they see me I make hits like Babe Ruth Come on lets do an EPIC BATTLE and you'll see I'm the truth (Eh was mediocre, tried to add in stuff from kaw)
Yeah, you would be the kind, To EB all the time, Nevermind the fine art, Of warring all the time. You think you're hot sht man, You think you're hip and cool? I got news for you bro, You're straight tripping you fool. Kick it. Zeth till death, all the rest, Roll in their graves, You gotta crappy one liner, Yet you pick up the babes? Excuse me If I am skeptical, Because the last time that a noob like you, Walked in here and tried to pull, The tough guy crap just a fool, I shot him down like damn Tom Cruise, Left him black and blue and bruised, So forgive me If I am amused, You're a poser man, straight old news.
Hold up hold up Looks like we got ourselves a battle Two halfwits with man tits Their brain cells beginninin to rattle Static I done told you The key goes back in the drawer You keep letting these kids run wild They like uncaged lions ready to roar Cept these vegans don't eat meat Let alone kill us for breakfast These two right here couldn't touch us If we each had one arm while they wrecked us It's okay to be quiet and sit it out when you're beaten It's okay to call it quits when all of your punchlines they get eaten It's not wussy to sit down and not fight Mohammed Ali It's not okay to float like a butterfly while I swat you down like a bee These mothers don't know us do they Always this crap and that Talking bout leaving chumps up in a bodybag Bruised looking all blue and black The last thing you fought was acne ***** Just sit down shut up and listen The sound of your thugness must be so damned loud cuz its the one sound I'm consistently missing
Burns you lost your stomach for this kind of thing? Face the facts man, you're on crack man, if you think rap is your calling. Your bars are weak, your flow just stinks, it's like a cesspool of crap. Any day of the week, I'll easily beat, and you won't talk no more smack. You're. Like. Bull. Excrement, you're a detriment, to this thread that you like to trash. Indifferent, belligerent, arrogant and brash. I'm diligent, I will defend, and throw you in the trash. You're a puny punk, with raps of junk, you deserve to be smashed. Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear, fuzzy wuzzy had no hear, but fuzzy wuzzy could even rap better than burnsy wurnsy. Turn you up topsy turvy, give you what you're deserving. I'm making raps, and always earning, you're over there just busy burning. I can't deny the fact that your raps are sweet, but it seems like sometimes you scrape them off of your feet. Your flow is too low, your punchlines are weak. If you try to take me on, I'll win every day of the week.
Yeah you'll win this rap battle against me Like you claimed you'll win every day of the week Except only the ones that don't end in a vowel or a constanent That's a Y for the ilitterately elite You trying to prove that you better than me? I'm not trying to, I've already done it I took three verses the first five minutes, I'd met you and i'd already run it Up the flagpole come and check me Lyrically tongue twisting this mess just to vex me But fuzzy wuzzy had no calling and zeth the half man he Had half of no balls and had half of no chance see This game was rigged from beginning You playing 50 cards short of a full deck Z The opposition is quite staggering when you trying to drive from my right seat Sit back and watch this homes, I got it I don't need you I got my foot on the gas pedal and it seems like your hands are just wanting to Woah woah back up now dog I know how to drive this manual My stick shift don't need your assistance but thanks kindly for the example
Burns I woulda thought you would be running like a kitten. Following the philosophy of twice shy, once bitten. Flick your tongue like a snake, but it's smoke that you're spittin. I literally cannot be beat, take a look, so it's written. My bars are like a cell, lock you up without a key. Give Twenty to Life, and with time you might see. Resistance is futile, stupid to screw with me. You think you struck a kill blow, Oh I thought you were a flea. But Please. Let's go ahead and see this situation as a whole. What will it take to hammer sense into your thick skull? You shot, you missed, it's time for me to hit the rap goal. And rest assured I won't miss, with bars of pure gold. You are a slave to my power, and you just got sold. Involuntarily, preferably you'll console, me when I'm sitting feeling bad about stealing your ho. I can't deny the fact that even with my lyrical prowess, I get repulsed at the stench of your rhythmic foulness. Your raps were good, then you smothered them with crap and cow s*** Dumb it down, forfeit the crown, suppose that's just how it is. But never mind that other crap, you fell into my bar trap, I told you that you couldn't rap, your way out of a paper sack, So tell me how you gonna spit your way out of this pit, b***?
Forfeit the crown, I think not Dumb it down? How low do I squat The bar you set for me is more like it's meant for limbo Its lower than Monika Lewinsky's knees, sucking on president jimbo It's lower than Christopher Reeves after he fell off of that horse yo It's lower than your IQ, but it's higher than your stack of cheese bro Match wits with me and you'll be the one stammering I got your mom already nailed and you brought me the hammer man It's not fair how I do this to you It's just that it comes so easily That's what your ex said about you too Last night while she's pleasing me I'd run circles around you But painting in corners is more fun I see that you came to this knife fight But I whipped out my gun See it's not cheating When I do this stuff It's survival of the fittest I got Darwinian skills, Top of the food chain bruh Like my "ho," my bars you can't hit this
The fight is getting hotter.... Who will win this rap battle? Just wait and see for yourselves in, Kaw Freestyle Cypher 2015 I am alaissa0121 broadcasting the present news. Back to the fight... Who's next?... I just bumped this thread if anyone would like to take their heating fight
yeah. i came to toWN to bring you down to the ground uh with this clown that i found hear mah sound all around as i get crowned
A new challenger Let's see who's the loser With the heat beating up Burning down your rap Such crowd Are whispers that drowned Proud voices in your head Were hallucinations which would be dead No abusive stuff Just telling how great those raps Chilling cold in your spines Without thinking their words always rhyme Like a hero from the bottom Now their rising with their tone From words of scraps Now turned into amazing raps Like a lucky man in the lottery Hit the jackpot proudly Now taking some tequilla Giving money to fellas Tirelessly hitting more jackpots By just following their guts That's the rap for now I can't tell you how But it's worth bumping For these genres are amazing
Agreed. lol. I havent been writing anything but have had this beat in my head for a few weeks. Might jump on here and put it down if I can figure out the way I wanna word it.
Crunch time. Static, you think you have some right to review us? I remaster your a** better than George f*****g Lucas. Try to clear your throat, and write some notes, cuz you sound like Mucus. I made a rap five times better, and I believe that I puked this. You're washed up, like Danny Glover, Make a comeback, naw man, it's over. Your luck ran out, look for a clover. But watch your back, hit you with a mower. Find your chick quick, take her out an show her. How it feels to be, with a real... Man. Will I am, got nothing on me, Blend your ass, Like a Static smoothie. You think you bad? You're a freaking groupie. When you get the time, Maybe you can blow queen?
I exist cuz Im supposed to exist you exist cuz u couldn't find the exit! I persist because I refuse to quit and eat little rappers for breakfast! There's a glitch inside this matrix Its me, both Neo and all agents! Ur code is irrelevant to rappin cuz ur flow's irreverent to patience. Thanks for the shoutouts though cuz Static quick to put his fans on Im cheesin like that emoticon lookin oh so fresh with my Bans on!