If you didn't know, I rap battle. Sometimes offline, sometimes online. I'm the master of this shit yo. I like to keep my raps PG rated with good grammar though, others don't quite do so.
From: MeFemale dog,I am not going to take this poop.From you.I'll pop a cap in your butt,If you ever mess with me again,No black person ever got away with it,Messing with me and my prostitutes.Me and my female dogs,Are going to break and enter into your house,And cap you and all your ugly female dogs,Female dog,I'm going to shoot you in the forehead,Female dog,If you don't stop trying to outrap me,Female dog,For I am the gosh dang best rapper there's ever been,I am Tarvish Icknam Trekdud,And I don't take poop from nobody.Not you,Nor your female dogs,Nor their prostitutes,Nor their pimps,Nor their black people,Nor their female dogs,Nor their obese mothers.That they've capped.Don't mess with me,I'm Halibutski,And I've finally learned to rhyme,After all this time,Potato chips.Black person.From: [The one who guesses who wrote this gets a cookie]Yo nigraIt's all cool n' yoBut gotta tell yo somethingDat ya need to knowYa I've been to russiaAnd I gotta sayI'm gonna rap yo out dareAny dayNow listen hereIn da freezin' coldCause mah rappin shitNever gonan get oldI the mo flyNever dieTankin' bulletsLike 50 cent on da rise yo!Now ya need to hearWhat I'm sayin' nowCause the covernments lookin'And it aint for maoyeah I've been to cubaAnd I've seen sum chinaGot sum communitsFlowin' thru mah veinsAnd now you gotta hearIt ain't no scareOf sumthin' redder den redThat's happenin' hereYa ya gots to knowCastro was my papaWe be tighter den vitoLike in da god fatha'Yeah we startd a revolutionOur war for bloodPurifyin' da streetsLike Hitler never couldAnd I'll tell you whatIt went real wellUntill super man showed upStarting calling us swellAnd ya really gotta knowWe don't take dat kinda crapSo we put a triggerUnto dat niggaBullet bounced offLike kryptoniteHit may papa CastroThat wasn't alrightSo i took my m60For a trip in the hoodLike Seung-Hui ChoI showed dem I could!Now da stori is ovaHope ya had some funNight night nigratime to oil mah gun!FEMALE DOG IT'S EASY!
Two thumbs up.
Haha, awesome!
I can easily outrap you!
Ahem…Now this is the story all about howMy life got flipped, turned upside downAnd Id like to take a minute just sit right thereIll tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-airIn west Philadelphia born and raisedOn the playground where I spent most of my daysChilling out, maxing, relaxing all coolAnd all shooting some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guys said were up in no goodStarted making trouble in my neighborhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-air!"I whistled for a cab and when it came near theLicense plate said fresh and had a dice in the mirrorIf anything I could say that this cab was rareBut I thought "Nah forget it, yo homes to bel-air!"I pulled up to a house about seven or eightAnd I yelled to the cabbie "Yo, homes smell you later!"Looked at my kingdom. I was finally thereTo sit my throne as the prince of Bel-air!and I can easily outrap you!
Now this is the story all about howMy life got flipped, turned upside downAnd Id like to take a minute just sit right thereIll tell you how I became the prince of a town called bel-airIn west philadelfia born and raisedOn the playground where I spent most of my daysChilling out, maxing, relaxing all coolAnd all shooting some b-ball outside of the schoolWhen a couple of guys said were up in no goodStarted making trouble in my neighbourhoodI got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said youre moving with your aunte and uncle in bel-airI begged and pleaded with her the other dayBut she packed my suitcase and sent me on my wayShe gave me a kissin and she gave me my ticketI put my walkman on and said I might aswell kick itFirst class, yo this is bad,Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glassIs this what the people of bel-air livin like,Hmm this might be alright!I whistled for a cab and when it came near theLicensplate said fresh and had a dice in the mirrorIf anything I could say that this cab was rareBut I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-airI pulled up to a house about seven or eightAnd I yelled to the cabby yo, home smell you laterLooked at my kingdom I was finally thereTo settle my throne as the prince of bel-airHow dare they use stanzas, like that's like just like cheating like ya. Where the spect these days?
*Laughs out loud at Austin* Genius!
Haha, go grammar :D
Hahaha
…African American*