Yoloking came back again? Its like my freaking bat signal Just shone on the clouds tonight Calling for both pistols Calling for raw justice And secretive smoke signals To flush out the evil in this thread We pop spinach with both fists full Like Popeye the sailor we killing it Now coming in guns blazing Saving these damsels in distress Despite the feminists raving Its not like we saying they can't do it Its just that we like to be saving Like to be gallant Like to be chivalrous Holding the doors for our mamas Respect isn't frivalous Its earned And we have had enough Come stand up with this man if you can And as one stand for this love I'm not old school I'm just proper I ain't here to be killing coppers I'm here to verbally disarm robbers And stand for what's right with no jobbers This is the night watch And we stand guard for this realm The mortals didn't know what's coming Because our duties were held I've watched over these rapper for 60 plus pages Watched over silently barely engaging Can't sit no more listen to false sages Got no love for these bars But just raging Got this beast off the collar I'm uncaging Try me now mother, father I've no patience But please pardon me now For my greatness
Yo Getty comin in with some rhymes to rock I got fire to spit Baby you'll retire to this I ain't messy (Messi) But I kick meat-balls around And at the speed of sound, cover walls with spa-getty You ain't ready for me to show you lyrical power I drop the bass -- like they dropped the twin towers You make dead rhymes, it's like tossin zombies I explode on the track like the Boston Bombing You think you're god, call yourself the Rap Father But you got less flow than your school's tap water I'm the winner of the world you ******* piece of crap Cheese, lettuce, chicken, tortilla That's a wrap.
Roasted? Either your nuts or just cashews beat me? look what happened to the last dude! He tried too, now his raps are in a casket I left his ass gaggin and made him stop rappin! oh no Yolo, you couldnt even beat Static! ur pathetic, you couldnt see me with magic Change tactics and work on ur delivery Freestyle champ is the props they be givin me But with them big ass ears, u still aint hearin me Ur the king? or not what u appear to be? Ill make it clear to you! Rap is dear to me! Yolo should be fearin me his raps aint nearin me! So watch who u call out if u cant defeat this Word is the cure to your rappin diseases
Is poem still allowed? It looks like rap is liked by the crowd I can't rap but I can rhyme But I'll rather be behind Of all those rap lords I can't fight a horde But I'll rather try Than letting this pass by I'm not mean Nor be keen I'm still practicing So I ain't battling, Since I say few words But it's enough to make you blurred I'm not great, but I had fate I'm not a queen, And I don't pin But a little try, shouldn't make me cry At least I tried, while letting my words glide. That's for now, I'm not the one to be bowed...
I said this scrub wordplay, He livin on the edge, bet this fool neva heard of me the way im killin florence, it seems like im killin everyone in italy you a menace to this thread, he gettin women? thats not up for debate because he turned at the intersection, because he couldn't go straight you stranded on land, but im the meanest one smilin i got you covered so well, forum mods thought u were stranded on Revis Island You stumble, fall down when you get ready to talk but your style is paralyzed, like parapalegics attempting to walk you fall when you hear my gun blast even when u wearin riot gear, the mac 10s still talk back. keep talkin **** u just a wanna be rapper who who cant fit in u may think ur flows r fantastic but really u just putting ur self in a casket u must think yourself the best, but you can't even stand straight, so best believe the shoes I have on you could never lace, I'm Yoloking son behold my grace, you such a disgrace, that only reason u decided to battle me is so u can copy&paste
I said I just try and besides I know I can't battle rap lords so you don't need to make up a rap for me And I wonder if why did static said that music amd poetry writers are allowed but the whole thread was just full of battle raps -,-
I would rather make it rhyme, so that I am rappin' and singin' at the same time. I can't rap, yes I drop, but what's bad having a cap? I am free to shout, I am free to doubt. Who are you to judge my excuse, I know to static you are amuse. I don't care if I trespass, even though my grammar can't pass. I ain't listening, if I know you are down to da king. You are not me, don't be mean. Don't judge cause' I ain't fighting, if you ever gonna stop me trying. I tried to be peaceful, but you are boastful. I can't fight enough, but others can make you cough. Don't use the words, to hide the nerd. You can't hurt me by words, yes your powers are a herd. But what's it's use? If you even can't accept an excuse? I ain't battling unless you throw us like a king! (yes! my rhyme side had been activated )
I love poetry and yes its always allowed anywhere I am. Rap battles are fun so that's why we do it. Nice job, btw.
*waiting for the next round of rap battle* It's nighttime here I'm sure I'm gonna miss a lot :/ good luck to those who will win by the way (oh... I misunderstood yolo at least I show him that I'm not wordplay)
Politeness? Nah I like violence Gonna provide this Lyrical guidance I seem to be Midas, when I start to write this With a touch of gold, you better call me the finest! Hah, you think you're better than me? Incorrect, you're just trite, miss Lexical heresy? Nah, this is kindness! A verbal mercy firmly deserved All of you basses are murky turds Well, not all of you, only some to be exact All I'm trying to do is enlighten the verbal crap Don't be alarmed Static, this ain't apply to you Not Yolo, Burns, or anyone with good words to spew Mr. Getty - you don't even possess a clue I don't know if it's too late to rescue you Yes, your bars are explosive, but like diarrhea poo So go and fling it monkey, isn't that what you do? A cohesive ending? I don't think I have time So let me leave you with this bar, one final rhyme Before you enter this game and incorrectly surmise You'll win, know that I'll cause your rhyming demise
@yolo Im the LEADER of this rap game that means yolo is a FOLLOWER Im a SPITTER of the best raps that means yolo is a SWALLOWER! But there's no need for innuendos when I can be specific Im only the smartest rapper from Atlantic to Pacific! And I read what you said, Fred. about your guns and arsenal But Im not afraid at all I give orders while ur barkin up... the wrong tree! You should know about me somebody should've warned ya! The rapper to stick banana in ur mouth and let ur tongue lick my oranges. I mean, go ahead with ur gunplay Ill just serve ya with wordplay Im permanent like a blood stain you wash away like syrup spray I made popular the fitted cap and black tee as I invented rap I was in the clubs spinnin tracks as you were still sippin Similac! What I'm really trying to say here is stay home and eat ur Gerber food because if you grab my microphone while Im servin, I will murder you! You talk about fairy tales but I dwell in the hell of Monstas you can bring all the guns u want shells wont stop me when I stomp ya! so keep talkin and tootin ur horn because ur acts aint nothin to see. Through the fire in which I was born, razed ur raps! now they rest in peace!