Rap Battle (Page 38)

Date: 31-07-2009 12:59 pm (15 years ago) | Author: Babs Id
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- 50scent at 24-12-2010 12:08 PM (14 years ago)
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I spit venomous murderous shit with digit
No punk can claim king of rappers on NaijaPal
50 is here claiming the show
Futuristic, chick shit, black big punk

Ya'll hungry rapper back off the stage
Run da street, back to shit-hole you come from
Thats back-to-back Benzes, lil rapper get outta way
Ya words suck, cant make the reach

I'm unfriendly  in lyrics blastering
Spittin Naijapal , feelin me, killin u,
Not the broads in my bed
I can't front, I love them wh*res that give me head

I like my lyrics reign, and I can't stand the feds
I got mansions with words, while niggaz on the corner trailing my words
And laughin at shit, cos he is a moron
I like dirty of stash can to sink on u lil rapperz
I smash the block, nigga smash shit 

Ya know I'm dirty 
I got bunch of words spreadin like a bullet
Ya' stand infront of AK spreading like a rainfall
One hit you hommie, u dead like a wheeler

Talk to ya head, lil rappers in da forum
I aint roll with you
You got beef with me
Tell it to the judge

Hail 50, the master of the lyrics

Posted: at 24-12-2010 12:08 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- money-changer at 24-12-2010 03:21 PM (14 years ago)
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hey Bitch listen up

Your battling a lyrical Einstein
You?.... king of rappers?
nah..
If ever it will be.... then its a inhuman crime.
You dont wanna be another statistic
Got the crew of CSI doing the Ballistics.
You wanna claim Gangsta , then step into my relm
ill take you on trip you will neva forget.
If your weak at heart , then dont trip cause the shit im gonna show you,, gonna Quever your upper lip. Bodys riddled with Holes, Children forced to dig 6 foot holes, welcome to hell, were the killa's thrive. Do you have think you can slice a throat and forget the sounds? Or empty a Uzi full of hollow tip rounds? well if you think you won this....theres always the Next Round?


Anyone wanna talk shit can eat a fat d1ck.
Posted: at 24-12-2010 03:21 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming
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- flexy15 at 27-12-2010 07:30 AM (14 years ago)
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i flow free lyk a river, if u wanna knw where i'm frm, u got to ask mango park, u niggaz nid an upgrade lyk a service pack
Posted: at 27-12-2010 07:30 AM (14 years ago) | Newbie
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- 50scent at 27-12-2010 12:08 PM (14 years ago)
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I'm a real rap warrior, the born king
I spit a thousand words in a sec
Highest paid rappers at the moment
And I'll prove that ya'll ducks
Cos I don't care nothin 'bout your lyrics
Don't wanna hear about how many records you sold

It mean nothin to me, Cause I'm 'the greatest' - not your pimp
Da king of rapperz of all time
What are you senile, have you lost your mind?
I'm the greatest rapper of all time

If they had a rapper's hall of fame, bein that it's all a game
I can't be down, because some rappers got a name
From screamin and yellin with hot records sellin
But your rhymes are smellin, that's why I'm tellin

Back off the stage shit, punk u suck
Cause I'm better but don't get me wrong
I shit on you and your label
Consider rappin as a competitive sport

50 is da best, HAIL 50, what are u kiddin me money-changer my butt

Posted: at 27-12-2010 12:08 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 27-12-2010 12:14 PM (14 years ago)
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Yo, gather round hustlers that's if you still livin
And get on down, to see 50 spittin
Here's a couple of jewels to help get through your bid in prison
Haterz 50's reigning

50 is da voice of the people
Mouthpiece for hustlers I'm back mutherfcuka
You are too sexy to jail
plus - Hov' don't run, Hov' stand and fight

Do you want losers or winners, this music is in us, and it's
Not over 'till we say it's finished, punk
Will keep spinnin', spittin and see who s reignin
Truest form, i'm da greatest, Hate me or love me

 Alert Losers, The Ruler is back Hail 50

Posted: at 27-12-2010 12:14 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- money-changer at 27-12-2010 03:33 PM (14 years ago)
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Clarifyin Everythin They Know Imma G
So You Battle Me And Nigger You'll Be Deceased
I Take Your Brain Out And Eat It Like Pizza
I Scrap Your Skin Out And Eat You Alive Like Im A Human Eater
Im Westernizin My Flow And To Activate The Shot
That Will Bust Ya Head Open When I Unload The Glock
I Show No Mercy To You Rappin Crap
Cause In 5mins You'll Be History And That Be That
Jus Immatuer Kid Tryina Get Himself Killed
I Squeeze Your Eyes Out Swallow It Like A Pill
I Throw You In The Dungeon Cause You Got No Skill
Your Flow So Fake Cause None Of It Is Real
Take Your Best Shot While My Eyes Is Closed
Im Gettin You Shut Down Citag I Act Like Im Overdosed
You So Aged But A Sick Head Nager
Next Time I See You, You Will Be A Dead Player
So Recognize Me Im Comin With The Heat
To Burn You Up And Take Your Ashes And Throw It In The Wackers Street
Cause This So Called 50cent Call Himself Rap Warrior
Don't Let Me You Sayin That Or You End Up In A Pit Of 6 Feet



Posted: at 27-12-2010 03:33 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming
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- 50scent at 28-12-2010 10:23 AM (14 years ago)
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Nigga who else, Pop guns and spit right
I reign in all show,
Show me love for my nigga blazing
Hommies holla at me and blaze for clap

Permanently dedicated to the street shit money-changer da shitty
creep money-changer that spit shit
rapper who keep clips to heat shit
He s a nigga bluffin, die mutherphyuka

Screamin on lyrics dont bring da best
Cowards we ain't cut from the same cloth
You a 5M6 nigga, I ride your wife nigga
You mess with the wrong one this time
And I promise you

You be the next nigga they shit on
And they gonna find you somewhere in a vacant lot
In the garbage, you'll make your home
And kiddies shit on you cos u stink

Easy money-changer dawg shit, keep ya rotten tongue, on ya stinkin mouth
Or else i'll keep it for ya. punk
dont mess with the master of da lyrics

Hail 50, faggot

Posted: at 28-12-2010 10:23 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 28-12-2010 10:29 AM (14 years ago)
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You gonna get yo' ass whooped Punk
You bout to get yo' ass whooped mutherphyuka
Hey yo money-changer
You bout to get yo' ass whooped streetz punk

Hey yo Punk, your butt belongs to the streetz
Ya tryin to claim the hitz, when cant claim da show
your lyrics suck, chic shit on ya
Yo' hood is a mess, your lyrics are weak

Man you are punk ass mutherphyuka
You ain't nothin' but a tar black mutherphyuka
Thats why i'll shit on you and your record label
Imma concern bout number of records u sold
To me you are a punk, Punk for life

phyuk that shit nigga what you wanna do?
Nigga phyuk that shit nigga what you wanna do?
I claim da show, the lyrics and I spit nice
cos imma people's voice

Back off punk, u butt stink

Posted: at 28-12-2010 10:29 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 28-12-2010 10:30 AM (14 years ago)
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MONEY CHANGER

May the law be with niggaz who shout my name in vain
I'm a fearless dude, you loose change
I get head in the whip, probably from your wife
Cuz she's a hoe like yourself, and it's makin me sick
From the pimps, to the bulls like busted punk

I pimp on hoes, MC you hearin me
Good sense to keep a nigga in dark tints
But it won't stop the hollows comin throught the fence
Forget about it, gangsta shit gets tense

You sounding like a homo nigga who ride butt
Every joint you make got a name in your mouth
What you gobblin? nuts nigga?, with my posters out
Nigga read about it

The 50 reign for life, courtesy of the nigga
Nigga hear about it
From your hood to my hood, from my block to your block
Faggot around and get shot nigga

Shit on you

Posted: at 28-12-2010 10:30 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 28-12-2010 10:38 AM (14 years ago)
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You thought, you could shit on me Money changer shit
Keep your head upright ok?
Ya burnt bitch, I heard the story
bout how u are adopted
in a abandon building
Now ya askin for me back
Ya just another act, look elsewhere
Cuz I'm done with you

Lil rapper like beg for stuff
to be a popular mutherphyuka celeb
phyuk what I said it dont mean shit now
You mess with me mo' imma throw u out
phyuk ya bitches they are nothin
as you are nothin but a puzzy
phyuk you, you hoe, I dont want you back

Hungry rapper like you mess with 50
Cos u want to be notice,  questioned, did I care
You could ask anyone, I even said
I'm the great rapper of all time
Now its, over, but admit it
It hurts real bad, to see lil rapper like u mess with 50


Imma lend u a cent to make u rich
beg 50 now imma notice ur old rag clothes
stop shittin on 50 u money changer shit
last warning or u'll be put behind the trash
dump you like a piss of shit

Hail 50

Posted: at 28-12-2010 10:38 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- money-changer at 29-12-2010 02:18 AM (14 years ago)
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I'm sicker than your ass,
I'll make beats go like a bass, kill you like that guy killed jay z called, nas,
Yeah fool, you're not 50cent or a rich emcee,
but a fake ass wannabe, tryna' act all cool and shit, but awfully,
Yeah man, your rap lyrics are poo poo shit,
Don't waste that on a booo booo spit,
Cus i just have the whole crowed going boo on you,
No, just shut up and don't argue, hold on, i think this rap is going all snafu,
Nah, but it's alright we understand you're infected with the gay flu,
You ain't all that good and you don't live in a hood,
It's not my fault you didn't have a good childhood,
it's alright, it wasn't like you could,
but damn dude, who would?
and, so yeep...
I don't like making long raps,
I think it's a waste of time and it's whack,
I rather sit back, relax, and play some blackjack.
Posted: at 29-12-2010 02:18 AM (14 years ago) | Upcoming
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- 50scent at 29-12-2010 11:11 AM (14 years ago)
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Hey yo, hommie shit, so sick you are
So you know,ya make somethin' out of nothin' 
Like turn an empty spot, into a crack spot pumpin' 
Last spot of your sho, chic shit on you

Ya spit like a kid, moron
Get outta and see my hood, u can make a place in a garbage
But you can't hustle a hustler, cos u stink
Back then shawty shit on ya, cos u are a dawg

When I spit my words, Country came around, ease it and clappin' then
If i left, strange shit started happenin', 50 dont go out
Yeah I've been gone for a minute, but I'm back
Money turns boys into men
I don't play games, I'm about my money, nigga buy somethin

Hail 50

Posted: at 29-12-2010 11:11 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 29-12-2010 11:15 AM (14 years ago)
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Money-changer shit

I'm the talk of the town, so u back off
I got  to hit every home, imma sit down and learnin
Cos little rapperz like ain't on the shit that I'm on
Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 is the master of lyrics

Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in your head
But when I come through, shh... you stop talkin
My money long now, I can make you get shot
Now, we can blow an hour talkin bout the stones but I rock

When i shoot my flo, your bitch is gonna fall for me
Now, naw, you love shit, 50 on that killa shit
I'm gonna mobbed the bad man, bitchy as your shawty
I'm markin my music like diesel on the block

So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon' starve if you not
Weed smokers love me like they love Buddha
I'll send your kids through the shooter, Crip niggas love me like they love Hoova
They tell me see careful good, cause niggas wanna see like you a dead wheeler
They ain't used to a G like you, BLAM! your head into pieces

Money-changer shit, your stuff is in coins
Hail 50

Posted: at 29-12-2010 11:15 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 29-12-2010 11:19 AM (14 years ago)
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Money-changer shit

Holla my name Punk, gimme a reason not to see you bleedin
After you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we celebrating your eyes-shut
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the chamber
Ain't nothin like when you get popped and don't know who to blame

Nigga told me, 'Do your dirt all by your lonely'
So I go hit you while your leg trembling
I'm waitin, anticipatin to put a nigga under my hood
Smokin like we some Jamaicans phyukin with this ganja money changer shit
Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a must for me

Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't discuss with little rapperz like you
I point you out and watch how I 'll knock you off
Everywhere you Punk go, I got a nigga watchin y'all, motherphyuker!
Back off, shut your stink off, 50 is reignin

Money-changer shit, your stuff is a coins
Hail 50

Posted: at 29-12-2010 11:19 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- 50scent at 29-12-2010 11:41 AM (14 years ago)
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Come on, nigga, I ain't here to make no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long pump that'll put your stupid ass up in steps
Beggin niggas don't understand though
Probably cause my hand glow when I'm anticipatin the lambo

Lean out my bucket for niggas thinkin they Rambo
You get one warnin so I suggest you know
These rap niggas portray to be tough, nobody acting soft
'Til they laid out in the hospital, eatin apple-sauce

Usually for yappin off and turn apologetic
Waving a white flag, the danger they might have
My niggas buyin so much ammo, to knock u off
If you reach in the couch for loose change, you'll probably feel on the handle

Holdin sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones
So I suggest you get alarm systems in both homes
There's only one team on top, we number one with a glock
Smack your butt and get your dumb ass SHOT!

Or else 50 is watchin ur butt MC shit

Posted: at 29-12-2010 11:41 AM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- radark at 29-12-2010 12:38 PM (14 years ago)
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Cheesy

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- money-changer at 29-12-2010 01:52 PM (14 years ago)
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yo everybody listen to me
This is the shit u wanna hear n see
1, 2, 2, 1, 3.
In out ya mumma's fanny she got HIV!
Listen home boys i'm an Emcee
I freestyle my lyrics so stay against me!
I just started to smoke
but phyuk it u don't need to smoke for me 2 make u choke
I slipped my honeypot in your fathers mouth n made him boak!
what the phyuk are you all waiting for
Everyone whip ya cocks out cos 50scent's mum's a wh*re.
she get's shagged at almost every superstore.
phyuk it i had her against the fridge and the floor!
This is a War
I'm gonna make myself proud to piss off honeypot Galore!

Everyone who wants to rap against me go ahead
but to even think about doing it u bedda off dead!
you may as well do something else instead!
I locked up your mum in my house she aint been fed!
I no i speak about mothers n sh1t like that
It's because these words are cool A.k.a Phat!
It aint very often i write very long raps
I only to em when i get a bit whacked!

Listen everybody 50scent aint an artist
He should be locked in a mental home cos he a retardist!
First time u rapped to me buck i battered your ars*
Your an ugly mother F*cker u born in mars?
Hot Dang this u westenist play your guitar
Youre a bit twisted cos u wearin ur sis's bra!

I'm startin going a little bit mental
so lil boys like 50scent need parental!
I aint finished yet,
when i do finish my keys will be knocked in debt
I've been rappin for quite a while
We have Emcee sessions with my mate kyle
He's been sent down for a while
Because he hit someone over the head with a kitchen tile!
It was pretty Nile

I just cot my car back it's modified to it's limits
I could get to jamaica n back in just 10 minutes!
Listen everybody you need to learn
just revise some of these lyrics so don't sigh or Churn
Because it's your turn

I handed you all a mic for a all on one Battle on me
But i will batter you all in just 1 rap it will be done in about 1,2 or 3!
Posted: at 29-12-2010 01:52 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming
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- 50scent at 29-12-2010 05:30 PM (14 years ago)
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T-T-T-Totally, shit on you
Yo ah! You know who rule this shit
City is mine I blaze up like sun in da sky
Anybody want beef with the 50cent
Guaranteed ya head in the casket

Make your day, your head land in the basket
I could see your mama 's butt, so stink
Crouched up over in a humble position
when i bang ur mama who s my bitches

Any track I spitted on, I shitted on
 We can exchange shots, until our chambers melt
you nutty wrath'll live as long i make u my floor-mat
I blast you like a pig and slit your throat

who can test I, the true King of lyrics
Ever since i rise, I've been controllin the street, holdin the hit
Roll with me MC, imma notice your odorous face
and give u a cent out of my name

Little rapperz like you hustle for nothin
ya mess with your mentol, you get nothin
you are nothin, hoping on nothin
Wanna war with the Squad, walk through the threshold!

watch ya back moron, gun-shot make u sleep forever
tell me its all over and you want a piece of my pie
come take a bite ya hungry rappers shit
And all you niggaz gotta face the fact

I run da sho and I pop shit cuz you can't stop me
I'm the king of lyrics, More rich cuz they can't rob me
Self made billionaire to bring ya little rapperz up
phyuk u MC, Damn u

 


Posted: at 29-12-2010 05:30 PM (14 years ago) | Addicted Hero
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- money-changer at 29-12-2010 05:50 PM (14 years ago)
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You wanna battle me
Boy u outside your mind
U dont wanna rattle me
What words u gonna find
Dont even need a beat
I'll still make a rhyme
Ure lyrics r all weak
Aint even worth a dime
Te lo digo en espanol
Estoy fuera the control
Crees que me ganas a mi
Ni en tu imaginacion
i'm f**kin full of power
Knock u in less than an hour
you need some candy in your mouth
Cuz what u spit is sour
U need to drop ur nonsense
U think ure really tough
Drop the big boy act man
S**t Ive had enough
So I'ma leave u here
Pretending that ure rough
Keep listening to my lyrics
I'm sure you'll learn some stuff

Posted: at 29-12-2010 05:50 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming
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- money-changer at 30-12-2010 01:17 PM (14 years ago)
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Hey bg you havent replied
wats the matter have your raps died
i thought they wud have since there so bad
did you complain about me dissin you and tell your dad
fk off man jesus christ your not welcum
just read our raps tatse them feel them even smell sum
your tryin to b the new kid around this place
when really your a differenct kind of race
who tries to rap but its laughable
your words are so shit there smashable
why would you enter this site anyway
you ran out of things to do or play
or sniff glue and eat clay
or mess around with barbie toys
or fool around with little boys
just go home
am in the zone
your a rap clone
hu went wrong and got stoned
with to much ecstasy in yo non-rappin head
which you try to make raps out of but its gone wrong and inbred
phyuk this shit am outa this place
bg stay away your a motherfukin disgrace
 
Posted: at 30-12-2010 01:17 PM (14 years ago) | Upcoming
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