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(It's been a while but I think I got a good one down)

 

(Eminem: Without Me)

To All

 

"Obie Trice, Real Name No Gimmicks..."

 

Two trailer park shits I beat outside,

I beat outside, I beat outside.

Two trailer park shits I beat outside,

I beat outside, I beat outside.

 

"Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

 

Guess who's back, back again

Spongebob’s back, tell yo mama

Guess who's back, guess who's back,

guess who's back, guess who's back,

guess who's back, guess who's back,

guess who's back...

 

Verse 1:

You created a monster, cuz nobody wants

IC no more they want Spongebob

I'm chopped liver

Well if you want Spongebob, then this is what I'll give ya

A little bit of me mixed with some irritating

Some few posts that will jumpstart my heart quicker

Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital

By the Dr. when I'm not cooperating

When I'm rocking the table while he's operating "Hey"

You waited this long to stop debating

Cuz I'm back, Your on the rag and ovulating

I know you I got ta go now

But your bitchyness is complicating

So the Admins won't let me be

Or let me be me so let me see

They tried to shut me down on DD

But it feels so empty without me

So come on dip, bum on your lips

Fuck that cum on your lips and some on your tits

And get ready cuz this shit's about to get heavy

I just settled all my fights, "Fuck you IC!"

 

Chorus:

Now this looks like a job for me

So everybody just follow me

Cuz we need a little controversy,

Cuz it feels so empty without me

I said this looks like a job for me

So everybody just follow me

Cuz we need a little controversy,

Cuz it feels so empty without me

 

Verse 2:

Little hellions, The Bad Guy feeling rebellious

Embarrassed, their that he is the only gay guy

He start feeling like prison is helpless,

Til someone comes along on a mission and yells "You’re my bitch"

A visionary, vision is scary, could start a revolution,

Pollutin' the threads a rebel

So let me just revel and bask,

In the fact that everyone’s kissing my ass

And it's a disaster such a catastrophe

For you to see so damn much of my ass you ask for me?

Well I'm back (*Batman Noise*) fix your bent antenna

Listen in and then I'm gonna enter

Into the front of your skin like a splinter

The center of attention back ta be the winner

I'm interesting, the best thing since nothing

Infesting in your kids ears and nesting

Testing "Fuck You"

Feel the tension soon as someone mentions me

Here's my 10 cents I thought the board was free

A nuisance, who sent, you sent for me?

 

Chorus 2x:

 

Verse 3:

A tisk-it a task-it,

I go tit for tat with anybody who's talking this shit that shit

Jax, you can get your ass kicked

Worse than them little Chiefy bastards,

And Heartless, you can get stomped by my greatness,

Let go, it's over, nobody listens to techno

Now lets go, just give me the signal

I will be there with a whole list full of new insults

I've been dope, suspenseful with a computer

Ever since SOF turned himself into a shooter

But sometimes the shit just seems,

Everybody only wants to discuss me

So this means I'm disgusting,

But its just me I'm just obscene

Though I'm not the first troll of DD, no

I am the worst thing since Michael Jackson,

To do shit so selfishly

And use it to get myself popular (Hey)

There's a concept that works

207 other posters emerge

But no matter how many fish in the sea

It'll be so empty without me

 

Chorus 2x:

 

Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la

Hum dei la la la, la la la la la, la la la la la, la la la la

 

Long One...................... :D

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I was thinking of a freestyle thing..

 

Each post would start off w/ the chorus 2X

 

"If you had 24 hours to live, just think.

where would you go, what would you do, who would you screw?

And who would you want to notify,

or would you ass deny that your ass's about to die.

If you had 24 hours to live, just think.

where would you go, what would you do, who would you screw?

And who would you want to notify,

or would you ass deny that your ass's about to die."

 

And then roll into some cool ass freestyle. Whadayathink?

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The Realest Beaner to the beat BIG & 50 Cent - My Nigga

 

<background guy>

I love beaners!... I love beaners, cause beaners are me!!

It's only natural to love that which is me...

I love watchin' beaners go through changes...

I love watchin' beaners shoot the shit w/ other beaners...

::continues rambling a/b beaners::

</background guy>

 

KOS, this is for you baby!

I got you scared like a hooker running from the cops,

look like a Milk ad from suckin' so much fuckin' cock.

I'm not intimidated by your techniques of shock,

Load my glock, now lets see how many cops I rock.

One by one, I knock bitches out somethin' nice,

your crew's got the street cred of Vanilla Ice.

Look twice, bitch I'll deplete you like my bank account,

It's paramount, when I rhyme the bitches start to shout

like "Oh my god!" The King has returned,

don't lie, you know faggots in MCIII is plain scurrd.

Damn you herrd, I'm rockin' bitches like an avalanche...

Makin' MCIII & Patos Malos shit they' pants!

They see me comin', like the Pointer Sisters they "Jump Up",

Lookin' round for skillz, deep down those bitches suck.

Take a chance, my rhymes will put you in a freakin' trance,

while I make your girl jiggle like a booty dance.

Take a quick look at the odds of beating me, dog.

I'd put my money on "Benny goes to synagogue."

Or how about this one, "Jumbie drops a battle rap."

or "JMT doesn't ruin this thread by talkin' crap."

Whatever the case, you better have your shit ready,

I'm like a machete, I'll cut you down & leave you bloody,

Just gimme the money, the bitches and the fame

and I'll let the Patos & MCIII keep the change.

 

<chorus>

I'm the realest beaner,

Don't try to act like you don't feel this beaner,

I'll make your girl do tricks upon my weener,

Chiefy's a beaner, here comes the neener, I'm the winner and the beaner fo' sho'!

I'm the realest beaner,

Don't try to act like you don't feel this beaner,

You need a microscope to find your weener,

Chiefy's a beaner, here comes the neener, I'm the winner and the beaner fo' sho'!

<chorus>

 

Don't think the Patos are immune to my fire,

one listen, your head just blows out like a Firestone tire.

First Ario comes out like his shit is worth,

I left him stunned & I think he got his feelins hurt.

...Man... who the ::bleep:: is Duado?

Just another dumb duck I lay flat inside my enchilado.

The way you rhyme, it reminds me of Mystikal, (yeah!)

you grabbed one line & dropped 150 syllables. (dammit...)

I'm sorry, I didn't get what you were sayin',

seen retards write better rhymes, fool, I ain't playin!

And IC? You better start writin' your own rhymes,

I'll have your girl moaning like its Muslim prayer time.

Face to the east and just assume the position,

I'm-a buck up all you faggots til I run out of ammunition.

Leave you wishin' - that I'd just leave you alone,

make like Destiny's Child & change the number on your freakin' phone.

Heard they call R-E-F's coochie - the "Dirty South",

took 10 men w/ sandblasters just to clean her out.

Didn't know Patos Malos recruit mascots,

the seal keeps clappin', I think I'll let Freebird take the shot.

::pow!:: And that's a real cali girl for ya,

mess with the skillz, she'll leave you past tense like Tom Sawyer.

Call the lawyers, this beaner's breaking all the rules,

Slappin' fools, makin' haters regret what they choose.

I never lose - I just let you win,

leave your baby momma with a nut shot right across her chin,

...and won't even hand her a towel,

stick it in her ::bleep::, make her eyes open like a freakin' owl.

 

<chorus>

I'm the realest beaner,

Don't try to act like you don't feel this beaner,

You should see what your girl does to my weener,

Chiefy's a beaner, here comes the neener, I'm the winner and the beaner fo' sho'!

I'm the realest beaner,

Don't try to act like you don't feel this beaner,

Go take some classes you just a begeener,

Chiefy's a beaner, here comes the neener, I'm the winner and the beaner fo' sho'!

<chorus>

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Wow, that shark's biting pretty hard...

a good effort tho Spongey, keep em comin man.

Ok, downloadin the track, ill look over the lyrics and we'll pick verses i guess....how many are there again?

Doesn't matter how many verses... everybody should contribute their aspect of the subject... 24 hours to live

 

Just drop 24 lines or so, and that's good.

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like "Oh my god!"  The King has returned,

don't lie, you know faggots in MCIII is plain scurrd.

Damn you herrd, I'm rockin' bitches like an avalanche...

Makin' MCIII & Patos Malos shit they' pants!

ahhh shit.... lol.... that was great..... by far your best work chief! i liked my lil cameo too... heh heh

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credit where its due: that was a good comeback track. I dont think you appreciated Kermit but thats ok, i wont make myself look bad by not givin my opponents their props: nice. My favorite bits:

 

Take a quick look at the odds of beating me, dog.

I'd put my money on "Benny goes to synagogue."

Or how about this one, "Jumbie drops a battle rap."

or "JMT doesn't ruin this thread by talkin' crap."

 

haha....had to squeeze that last one in there i see...

oh, and your shines on Duado & Robitussums...those were a trip. Wow, i got off pretty easy....either way, enjoy your last words, my friend...

 

PS and now a public service announcement for certain spam cans:

"Birdy, holla at ya boy, get that loot & ride,

but please dont make the mistake, of takin this beaner's side,

I would hate to turn this battle to an all & out war,

but if push comes to shove, ill leave his partners on the floor..."

 

That's the Patos Malos sayin we got nothin on you, were cool, so do the right thing girly...hah....

 

ill work on a 24 hour verse tomorrow, after that...Chief chokes on enchiladas.

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For this freebirdy, being a bitch comes easily

Didn’t know siding with my boy, would stir controversy

Just cause he popped them mad flows from day one

Just cause he fought them battles, and yes won

Just cause he got more skills than most of those here

Just cause he got them clans huddled in fear

Shouldn’t be a surprise, when with him, I side

Cause bitch, Im his bonnie, and yes, he’s my clyde

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Bitch betta check the settings on yo internet filter,

Cos you know my uncouth rhymes are only gonna get filthier,

Your rhymes are getting desperate, shots that I'm single,

Nah that's you, noone wants to give your clit a tingle,

Then you start taking shots at my penis size,

You'd be the jealous one if you heard my bitch's cries,

Think you're trynna compensate, are you missing a rack,

Or is yo pussy stretched from turning tricks for crack?

Bitch you and I know, that you're out of ammo,

So you see Slapaho, try and form a duo,

Aw, ain't that sweet, they be giving each other props,

Just remember Bonnie and Clyde were killed by the cops...

 

Bucket, you got a nerve calling the Irish rejects,

You Brits are the ones with the superiority complex,

At least you admit that you are a masturbater,

But bitch you believe that you're a master baker?

Frankly I didn't eat any, it looked pretty shite,

When I said that I had some, I was just bein polite,

But props to yo flows you been givin it raw,

For the sake of alliance I'd call it a draw,

You showed me you're hand, so I won't slap it away,

But you best understand who's in authoritay,

You know that we're packing more heat than the sun,

You ain't gonna lead us but you can ride shotgun...

 

So Chief you come back and think you run the shit,

Since you've been gone this thread's under new 0wn3rship,

Y'all think we're scared, you mentally impaired?

Oh well, least you fared better than that bitch that you've paired,

As if I cared though, what yo bitches shout,

More like 'damn niggah, pull that limp thang out!',

I'm a knock you out, I hit harder than Ali,

Blows of such quality, thrown at high velocity,

In wholesale quantities, and the fights just begun,

Yo get knocked to the ground, ya try scramble for a gun,

Yeah ya run yo mouth like you're a cop-killah,

Bitch get yourself ready for a thrillah in Manilla...

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I fuckin loved it...

 

You showed me you're hand, so I won't slap it away,

But you best understand who's in authoritay,

You know that we're packing more heat than the sun,

You ain't gonna lead us but you can ride shotgun...

 

Even got MLB's Uncle Ju line in there...good fuckin form.

 

Aw, ain't that sweet, they be giving each other props,

Just remember Bonnie and Clyde were killed by the cops...

 

Ok i enjoyed the Ali stuff and all but that one was by far my favorite.

 

KOS...damn only a few pages back he was havin a hard time learning flow, the learning curve on this thread is insane these days. Good work man.

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You know what? Im gonna see if we can do a sub-category of music for raps & freestyles, rather than just havin this thread go on 10 more pages...maybe itd be cooler as seperate posts, with their own titles & purpose (battles, freestyles, tributes & shout-outs, etc)....whaddya think?

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Of course you would talk about something you know

Them loose ass pussies from them cracked out hoes

Trying to get that limp dick up for a lousy bill

You tossin’ up money so you can cop a feel

Throw em another buck, they’d let you touch their silicone

My shit is all real, make gay guys pop a bone

You only talk shit cause you don’t know any better

Us cali chicks be hotter than any desert weather

I get that dick up, without even trying

But now i know why your bitches be crying

They see that small ass shit that you be packin’

Then they know that pleasure, is what they’ll be lackin’

They would’ve faked an o, but damn, you came too fast

You vs me, lemme compare and contrast

I sit back and relax, while the fellas come to me

No attempt is needed on my part, they come so easily

You try cheap lines, they tell you take a hike

Then you scurry on home, on your ten speed bike

Put on some headphones, listen to your favorite band

I’ll give you some lotion, get reacquainted with your hand

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