i'm bored...wanna battle?

L

leonardjamaar

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anyone want to just freestyle/type and go at it.

I got it on with sound and 'byss a while back.

any new blood wanna rumble?

post.

-L

ps- honestly, a lot of you so-called rappers could use the practice... but that's just my humble opinion!
 
no takers? this forum is full of fakers
or maybe these rappers are half-yellow like the lakers
i stumbled in this place cuz I thought there was talent
but maybe when I post the scales are off-balanced
i can't throw a rock without hitting a rapper
you'll only hear applause if your mic was plugged in a clapper
that means you should shut down your whole operation
too many cats viewed my message is it intimidation?
there's only a few people who earned my respect
all the rest get a mic cord wrapped on they neck
it doesn't really take much to get in ya'll azz
and most of ya'lls demos get thrown in the trash
these underground mcs don't impress me
get out the kitchen if you aint got recipe
you should want to battle but i understand if you 'fraidy
Ya'll won't battle on a keyboard? that's just lazy...
 
I'll bite 'cause for once i'll have to educate a yute with insight, me a rapper I don't claim to be, but your rhimes, you better look back and see, recipe should be "a recipe" or "recipes" to make sense to me, if you want to be on top of the scene learn to be friendly on this site you see, just talking not insulting trying to give you a walker so start walking, before you run, not a pun, just a rhime of mine, with no way to make millions, but billions may read it, trillions may agree with it, so stop battling because it's not up your street, rapper "Yur Not" maybe you should find another line of work on another beat, uphill is not the way to go,backwards is the way it seems you flow, I obviously don't rhime much and so I come to an end, to let you know if you want to make it, you should get lessons my friend, go to the streets and battle some po broke cats who have nothing better to do than push your wig back, peace out from the mc from the northeast, sease your battling 'cause you sound like a creep.

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ummm, okay...

you'll have to do better than checking my grammar
cause when i'm off the top i don't stutter or stammer
you must be a woman, you don't sound too manly
if this were middle school i'd call you a stuttering stanley
see i float like stool samples, sting like tarantulas
and i ain't really got no time for no amateurs
you're not a rapper? then stay off the thread
and that's on the real, this is over your head
you seem a lil remedial, and not up to spec's
you're one of the ones who'll get the mic cord on their neck
i've said it before, but i'll just say one more time
if you're scared to battle then stay off the line
check the post count playa, i'm not a newbie
i've shown respect, so that "be nice" won't do me
any real rappers wanna check if they tough?
add somethin to it, i think spec's had enough...

bye now.
 
O.k you got me! I'm not a rapper(I'm sure I said that before), but as I said go down and battle some peeps on the street, you'll develop much faster.

Just tryin' to help.

p.s 70 posts aint nothin' so don't be proud.

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don't trip specs, extra practice won't hurt
i can't battle employees over here at work
however i see what you're saying, and your point is taken
and i'm glad you know your limits, and you're not here fakin

one.

next?
 
Duke city is what they used to call Albuquerque, NM.
Now they call it "the 505" or "Albu-crazy".

not my original stomping grounds, however!
just temporary...

-L
 
a'ight duke city vs. DC

if you the chef, i'm the butcher
couldn't make a meal without beef now could ya'
shaking like a leaf in the midst of a blizzard
comical rhymes like that brit eddie izzard
if you the chef, i'm the baker
grinding them to powder and siftin' them fakers
banging out the lumps collecting belts from chumps
we can go 3 rounds if you can take a punch
puff pastry - don't be - a metro-sexual
dont spit non-sense, dont be psuedo-intellectual
they won't battle, they post, but they won't flow
except Chalin, Soundboy, and Flo'dolo
 
i'm the undisptuted rhyme slinger reppin the dessert
and you lookin like you proly seen a couple deserts
i mack a battle like a pimp i don't flirt
and you tusslin with me will leave a stain on your shirt
test me out and you're bound to fall back
and right here's where you'll take you're fk'n fall at
so stand tall black and let ya ho get low
you ain't tryin to battle blow for blow
if 3 rounds is your maximum performance
then i'll only need 14 seconds to make you dormant
that's a first round knockout before you start dancin
you like europeans? then take your ass to france, man
i hope i didn't piss ya'll off with a challenge
but i think i pissed off cross, i stepped on his sandwich
and if you respond you just catch damage
i got the can of sauce to turn this beef to manwich
 
i got big from chompin' sucka's
i push my weight around on these smurfy mu-f*ckers
touch my sandwich... you suffer, you not fo' real... you's a bluff'a
hit the mic, without insight, and your flow tight, i'll crush ya
the stain on my shirt was ya girl wipin' off
i tried to warn the broad when i screamed mazletov
splash.... now that's a blow for that ass
smacked her on the dome, said peace i'm out shalom
had to take it gutter, like we sittin' on the corner
had to grab the rudder, but don't say i didn't warn ya'
dictate the tempo with a middle-east flow
thats DC, Maryland, and Virginia... if ya didn't know
you wanted competition, and your wishes were granted.
now let me pop the question... lil homey... can you stand it?
round 1 check compu-box... combinations come in bunches
you throwing more jabs but i'm landing power punches
 
I'm... still the best, still teachin the rest
I punch cross in the face and wipe the crumbs of my chest
I invest, strictly in the bombest beats
While you lookin like you steady reach for chocolate treats
YOu elephant sized cats steady scared of a mouse
that's why you're hidin out in ya mama's house
Thinkin that youre building, so that's money well spent
When you proly got thrown out for not paying your rent
I bought a house already in july man
I seen chicken grease creep out your eye when you cry man
I'm sittin on two acres, so cross you's a faker
I'm bout to cop a new ring like shaq and the lakers
those a just a couple darts i had aimed at you
i knew i smelled puss, i guess you eat that too
my girl wiped off on ya shirt that means she sat on your face,man
go back to your wife in your mama's cold basement
 
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