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I kinda wanna have a rap battle. The rules are that most of the lines have to rhyme and it must be at least 4 lines.


I can feel it in tha back of my mind
It's like maryjane came at tha right time
While I'm feelin divine
I take a look at the sky
Ta make me feel like a nigga wanna stay high
Take a look at my eyes
You'd prolly think I was blind
When you see a nigga eyes that low foo'
Now peep a crooked nigga so coo'
I been high all day me and tha niggas that I'm close to

I like pie
you like shai

I eat chicken
You're a dicken

plastic bags are cool
You're a ball of wool


WEERRDDDD!!

You wanna know where the weeds at well Ill give you a hint
Just follow the scent
Risin outta my tent
Or flowin outta the vents
I done did it again
Im back ballin and winnin
Gettin control of those ends
Back to rollin in my caddi dont even let me begin
The parties at my house
If you dont wanna get jumped dont show up unanounced

[excerpt from {title goes here}, a rap my friend and I are writing]

lookin, lookin, lookin at the sky
I see, I think, I see a space guy
yeah, I be lovin that Bill Nye
fat man! put yo face in the pie!

now we be deep under the ocean
we goin through all the motions
ain't gonna cause no commotion
cucumber melon lotion

sittin down and munchin on a bugle
turn on the radio, hear Bob Seagull
walkin in the neighbourhood, see a stray beagle
I meet my friend, she say "SMÉAGOL"!

I can't really rap
but I'll try my best
I'm definatley not as
good as the rest

At the moment
I am really bored
I have got
time galore

That didn't rhyme
but who really cares
Let's see how
this battle fares

This rap is about a fool who owes me money

What do you think you're doin fool
Walkin around thinkin you're so cool
I'm crazy as fuck
You fuck with my money I'm garunteed to beat your ass
I'll fire the gun and the brains go blast
I'll raise some hell bitch
It's a death wish to go snitch
Rupture the shit out this bitches spleen
Bitch I'll make you bleed
Commitin the 187
You know you're about to heaven

I may be known as fprrtp6
But little did you know my rap will make you sick
It's like a virus, it'll fucking hit you
Burn you like a disease, no one will say bless you.

You have a picture of money and guns
You don't have made Franklins, you got cinnabuns.
And to any body else on the forum,
If I get a message me about my sucking, I'll just ignore 'em.

I'm so cold I reply to posts dead like this
you best believe i'm ready to diss
so check my verbage cuz I shine like a compact disc
and dont say too late to post just don't take the risk

cuz im looking straight with my eyes closed
i build a tower of rhymes that can't be bulldozed
but the bull is in your rhymes i see it when i see those
so now ima be out like water from a hose

Boom
bam
zap
bap
It's the sausage bap!

PRO!

Boom
Boom
BAP

Badda Bing

Badda Bap

POW

OOOHHHHHH!!!!

What are you thinking?
My brain power's shrinking!
When I read your raps
My sanity snaps.

Yo but you can't shrink something that doesn't exist
seeing as you can't tell what's a joke and what a diss
bang pow bap you might laugh
if you had seen on youtube the parody of battle rap

"Bang pow bap?"
Man, that ain't a rap!
Yo' rhymes don't rhyme.
You waist'n' my time.

(I'm just kidding, of course. This is actually kind of fun. )

I don't know what you think is rhymin
cuz i bust verses so they look like kim kardashians hymen
i learned from the greatest ever of all time
by that I mean dr. seuss taught me his sick way to rhyme

I gotta double post man cuz I can't wait
for silly fools to reply this is something I hate
so check another verse straight from my brain
a bamboo shoot growing through your body can't bring this much pain

Pain? You got that straight!
This hater's gonna hate.
You know you shouldn't save
A topic that should be heading straight down to its grave.

I would never triple post unless I'm at maximum trolling
So you're reply is what keeps this grave bound thread from molding
If you want this thread dead you just go ahead and head home
But I'ma stay radioactive can't touch me I'm nukin your dome

Okay.
I'll stay
away.
Good day.

This day is very bad
cuz none of you can rap
I want to punch a door
cuz I'm so hardcore

You may wanna punch a door but i'ma open this gate
that holds back the evils from their enthralled state
I hit notes like I'm pissed off at the mail
Not even an imax camera can view my skill at scale