I gave my compliments to you and burns and static the ones that were really lyrical and weren't fooling around lol
But enough of that I'm done talking we could either battle rap it just feel this thread with more freestyles doesn't matter to me bro
Aight I'm ready again My raps a perfect ten You suck **** yolo ima call you out again Your so worthless even hobos don't take your two cents So pathetic you lay home at night givin yo self head As for your rap creativity's dead But enough about what's already been said I don't need to reiterate what great people say Man unlike you I ain't that ******* gay Yeah I said gay as a hurtful word Go back to stealing raps like a good nerd.
You only live once that's the yolo **** it I'm ressurecting Each time you put me down I come back a king I came prepared Took my adderal so now you should be scared Focused on emasculating the dethroned king When it comes to it I'll let you kiss my ring With rap it boils down to one thing And that's that I'm the only true king.
All we should be doing on this thread is freestyle rapping. No talking. I don't think I'm the best. But I don't think you're the best either. Only rhymes and the public audience can decide. This is the last I will say on this matter.
okay pal you made a diss attempt boldly, but now I'm kinda sick of being insulted by poultry. Yolo never claim or seek heat,but every now and than he do like a good hunk off meat. mmm..beef.Someone tell the chief he'll be busy today lighting this one like kief. Wolfl understand you don't want no beef but you girl do though, got the salami she love to play under the sheets, she say you too soft, you like a pound of wheat, understand you ain't worth **** any woman can see, unfit for my dog you wouldn't even be a doggy treat
That's not what your girlfriend said When she gave me head Ha you called the beast out Let me show you what real raps about Perfect mind perfect body perfect sound I track you down like I'm part bloodhound **** you up steal your girl Let her feel my biceps after I do my curls I get in bed with her you don't wanna know the rest 30 seconds time just may be my new best Quick efficient still pleasurable The effects that linger are imessurable Come back and try again Here I'll even loan you a paper and pen.
I killed this whole thread like a loom shortage It was time to clean house and take the broom from storage Had wolfl running through the forest from walking corpses A bunch of dorks sprayed in orange and deported for speaking orcish Power of Horus, knocked all the satellites right out of orbits You lint-lickers, what the french toast happened to perpetual forces I broke gravity, flying up like 2008 spiking, foreclosing a mortgage Tormented by a storm of swords, the force is enormous
Talkin bout walkin corpses this must be walking dead I take Thor's hammer and I smash your fuckin head Yeah you try to mess with me an so I end your world You end up just like walkin dead merl'd Belittle your punch lines The only lines i punch are the wrinkles on yo face **** with me end up a disgrace I win you lose if your some kinda king how can this be? I'm just to good for someone of your quality
you call that checkmate? better go back to playin checkers Better yet go back your notepad My lines is sayin to check yours Like guns in the saloon In the wild wild west Like tommy guns, no balloons in this Like Elliot Ness Was that a little too hard for you? Need me to speak a bit slower? put on a postcard for you, So you can think things over? i know it's difficult and all Bein held back since 5th grade Your watching me jealously While your girlfriend i impregnate but wait Ma, what you mean I should just say nothing? if i got nothing to say at all I just say **** it. **** the world **** the truth **** polite Yeah **** you too It aint my fault that god me these presents All these imbasilic kids to make fun of Like yoloking and his yolopeasants i've tried the high road The low road The middle there's nothin left All i gots is eye rolls And head nods And a bit of respect from the best Psssh *In this corner weighing 215* it's wolfl the terrible and his yoloqueen Quit clownin dogs you can't fight Your words cut like butter knives You come off looking worse than Paula Dean You're nothin but lies Quit tryin to keep up We're runnin this like Usain Bolt Go google another half ass line That you can misquote Yeah that's a low blow But it's okay Cuz your on your knees now What your doing i won't say But u might be catching disease, how Does he do it so flawlessly Runnin his syllables all together? how does he constantly spit gold And just rhyme **** light as a feather Floating line after line Creating pages of poetry Writing his own ******* Lyrics But yet his flow is so stoic he Leaves not a single word missing And always huts hard with the truth It's a miracle happens When he steps into that booth
You think I ain't the king tho??? Oh hell no, I'm about to steal the show. Classically trained, my brain just aint the same you think this a classless rap show but you just dont know what can be gained when you train with the master of flows which is me, how ya doin? im cooler than vladimir putin on ice twice as nice as white fried rice to a sumo, so lets go belly bumps, and hip throws, ill plant your face in the snow Ill call ya Frosty and wave goodbye, singing "dont you cry" ill be back for your mom one dayyyyy thoooooooo!!! lol