Rap Battle (Page 39)

50scent bring it on

ok roll the beat

ok imma hit this shit like it was gin and rum
imma hit u nigga like a 9mm gun
and how u gona die nigga, wen u die?
coz imma die a hustler
and thats the only way it be
money-changer the name
dont fuk wiv me
and i wont fuk wiv u
coz u no u be beating if u trying 2 step
ill giv u a 1,2 and on 3 u be hit
u be droping so quick
u wont feel a thing
coz ur style so shit
i cant hear a damn thing
wen u up on that mic
all u hear is choke
and wen i be rapping
all u will see is my smoke
coz i roll ova u like u need 2 be broke
u can shoot me up but u no i be bak
2 hit this shit agen
and snap ur back
coz thats wot u feel wen im in my rage
u woodnt even be able 2 lock me in
a steal cage
coz i just break it
and run free
aussy mc, born 2 be
i roll wiv my gangstaz
i roll wiv my thugz
i got all the connections
it all fits in snug
dont mess wiv me coz imma hitwoman frenzy
and trust me i dont pretend, G
and if this the way u wont it
then its how u gona get it
ill take a pic of my face so u wont forget it
and ill send u peice by peice
of ur mum's body
u shood of known not 2 fuk wiv sumbody
hu u just met ova the net
u dun no hu i cood be
u dun no hu i murder next
but boy im just up 2 the big climax
ur goin down nigga
imma 5 hit soljah
man i thort i told cha
and i stil wonnder if i shood stay in this game
coz i got 2 many enemys taken aim
and u all out there trying 2 kill niggaz
so if u see me hangin i be wiv real niggaz
coz thats how i role and thats how it is
so dun b frontin unless u no u is
and i cant conplain coz thats the life i choose
and imma be a hustler till my casket close
and nigga u beta be quick
coz my glock shoots every second 2 a min
u be fealing my thorts now
and i aint gona destort now
coz u be fukn scared now
u aint got no frends now
coz thats how it is
and thats how it be
i gota 36 ounces 2 off key
coz i the villian
2 many killings
that i bring 2 this world
my bullets peirce ya hart
like a copper knife
i be getin in2 to much strife
and ur mamma cant handle it at her age
i dun tink she be able 2 make it to the next stage
and imma end this rap
wiv a big fat phyuk you
to every man that has stepped on my shoe
and tried 2 front
and i ask u put down that blunt
coz money-changer is ready 2 whomp

Posted: at 31-12-2010 02:31 AM (13 years ago) | Upcoming

Yo, stop the presses, gunna lay down some REAL rap!

yo, you suck d!ck
i guess you not quick
this is the big gals house
go get in your little blouse
you little b!tch ass fu!k
i'm gunna go up-chuck
because you jus made me sick
from your horrible rhymes, you prick
go back to yo b!tches and hos
and your fu*kin dimwit pshycos
you the biggest disaster since 9/11,
God even rejected you from heaven,

you cant be forgiven,
for the crime you did,
you think your 50 big
but your wrong, dig?
you suck, u cant rhyme
u fu*kin up every time
u pose for the crowd, reject
we know your sh!t, were correct
i'm surprised, i thought you could do better
i dont think hes hearin me, send him a letter
listen to me, you might learn a thing or two
LEARN TO RAP! mabye that'll get through
because with the sh!t you busted
you've got the whole crowd digusted
after that dispicable display
i'm in increndible dismay
i'm confused at how much u suck
how u got up against me, prolly luck

ur a fake
i've seen dildos more real than you,
when you rap, the crowd yells boo,
yo, real rapper right here comin through,
u say u rock the city, the streets, the ghetto
but do you know what its really like? no,
u go out on the streets, u get fried,
eggs on ur little sandwhich that ur mommy made yah,
you say you the toughest gangsta around, hah!
ur a poser, a punk, a little nerd,
a nicely wrapped up little turd
in a baggy like ur daddy picks up from ur dog
a Shitzou, u rich little fu*k
u run into a fight, u hide, u duck,

so this is what it all comes down to,
an expert tearin into someone whos new
like a hieenna who only knows how to chew
ur done, no chance, no refund, b!tch
i can see ur developing a nervous twitch
you know ur over, done for good
you know u lost, you know u would
ur facin me
the greatest mc
the greatest mc ever to be
think twice before u ever go up against me
after this assault anyone could agree,
your the greatest honeypot ever to be.

yo, i'm done, go ahead try
try and fuk me up, go ahead, pry
remember, dont slip up
but you will anyway

Posted: at 31-12-2010 03:16 PM (13 years ago) | Upcoming

You suckas on my jock when I walk down the block
I really don't care if you're jealous or not
Cos I make the songs, you back me along
And your radio's def when my record's on
So get off the wall, become involved with my crew

All your life problems have now been solved
My treacherous beats make ya ears respond
And my rap's loud like a fire alarm
The floor vibrates, the walls cave in

The bass makes your eardrums seem thin
Def sounds in my ride, yes the front and back
You would think it was a party, not a Hummer V
Cos I drive up to the ave, with the windows closed

And my bass is so loud, it could rip off your clothes
My stereo's thumpin' like a savage beast
The level on my power meter will not decrease
Suckas get mad, cos the girlies scream

And I'm still gettin' paid while you look at me mean
Got to shut your mouth up & hail 50 cent
My name is 50 cent, the master of all lyrics

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Posted: at 3-01-2011 11:17 AM (13 years ago) | Addicted Hero

I told this MC shit not to phyuk with me but still push me
He thought he''d get away with it cause he is a honeypot
I been gone through static, shot at with automatics
He's a punk acting like a faggot butt

If  Hommie was home, Death Row would be good for him
Cause My crew ain't shootin out in the hood wit me
he'll been shot 9 times my nigga that's why I walk funny
Hit in the jaw once, why I talk funny

With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with no care
Think my grandma's prayers the only reason I'm here
My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep my neck icy
That's why you bitch like me, so I'm a heavyweight

How dare these niggaz MC shit take me lightly?
I ain't come to make friends and niggaz aint gotta like me
My own homie said "50, you reign for sure
Cause I shootout in broad day, run and toss my nine

I rap endlessly chick suck my dick,
Can't find a nigga in the hood, that say "50 is hot"
When I rap, I'm sound like a rollin thunder
Play the block, with the watch all rocked the phyuk u up MC

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Posted: at 3-01-2011 04:14 PM (13 years ago) | Addicted Hero

I came into rap humble, I don't give a phyuk now
Serve anybody like niggas who hustle uptown
Ya hungry rapper mess with me
I'm the king of rapper ya admit it

Money-changer hustle for lyrics to shit on me
He is a mutherphyuking faggot nigga stash tracks
They keep it on em, right there in his ass crack

When I don't like a nigga, I don't pretend to
I'll have the paramedics wrap your phyukin head like a shit
Look, I ain't goin nowhere, so get used to me
MC shit look at me and see what you used to be

You are a type of  nigga that sold coke, the nigga that sold dope
The nigga that sleep in the garbage when u are nothin
You pop shit,  You pop clips cos u are garbage
The thug that went from three and a half to whole bricks

Nigga ain't in his right mind, goin against me
My picture's painted through words that make a blind man see
I reign, 50 is hot , 50 is da best
You full of shit Money changer

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Posted: at 3-01-2011 04:31 PM (13 years ago) | Addicted Hero

RAPSGOD, damn! heat you dont know who the phyuk u wanna diss
nigga i rhyme like dr. suess
my lyrics so tyte they hang you like a noose
why dont you battle wit a nigga like me
you afraid we in tha olden days and i hang you from a tree
i'm a white boy that put you wack ass rymes to shame
i'll mae you wish you neva joined this rap game
what you know bout these money
ridin round in $200,000 money
while you niggas still playin wit tokna toyz
damn foo you shoulda neva started
fu*k you thought eminem was cold hearted
my shit is so cold itll make you put on a sweata
and make you beg me for som warma weatha
you sound like every otha brok ass rappa
come down down here and flow wit a real kappa slappa
u probably strugglin to make some green wit yo punk ass lyrics
yo might make more if you fill yo ass wit some dicks
nigga i make my money stretch like an athlete
at a track meet..

Posted: at 3-01-2011 04:43 PM (13 years ago) | Upcoming

The only thing hotter in the flow is 50 rappin
That's why I left this snow biz, and got into show biz
Let's get this clear, it ain't on 'til I say it's on, 
I'm eatin', ya'll niggas fastin' like it's Rimadon

Bowlish way in Lebanon, know 50 the bomb
I be at the edge of the bar, sippin' on every song
I keep the bottle just in case, you never know when it's on
This worries bump, I can't go wrong, my team's too strong

You want war? I take you to war, now that my money long
Why you broke? cat's buy the by lines and fantasize
The way I'm spittin', put TV's in everything I'm sittin'
While I'm hot I'm gonna say this to all you playa haters

Ya'll should hate the game, not the playas (c'mon)
I run the show, I reign for sure
why aint your butt admit that
smack your head to the brim

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Posted: at 3-01-2011 06:50 PM (13 years ago) | Addicted Hero

RULE FOR HATERZ

Rule number one don't go against the grain, cos imma king
Rule number two give respect where respect due, cos i rule
Rule number three if you get knocked play games and say names, cos i own the show
[gun click sound] the 45 will tear you out the frame if u miss the rule

Its like the rich get richer and the poor don't get phyukin thing
Don't mean nothin changed but the things my money bring
My style will leave you aggy like them cats in jail
You peoples got pleany money actin like they ain't got bail

I feel for you niggas gettin shot while I'm sayin this rhyme
Or niggas in the mess hall gettin shot on shallow lines
An old timer schooled me don't burn bridges my friend
Imagine the G-Dub close and yo ass gotta swim

I watch the fifth melt a nigga melt a nigga of the sidewalk of New York
Me and shorty saw from afar and had a talk
He said I told em if he came around I'd clap him, I gave him my word
Look at his head its still shakin he had alot of nerve

50 is here claim the show, your king of all rappers

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Posted: at 3-01-2011 07:01 PM (13 years ago) | Addicted Hero

Now don't think I  hit your butt because I'm popular,
I got P-90 Ruger to pop at ya, catch you MC Shit
slipping I'm give you what I got for ya,
my clip loaded with 16 shots for ya, you never had a hot gun

on ya waste and blood on your shoe
Cos a nigga went and said the wrong shit to you, Punk
you ain't been threw what I been threw you not like me
I aint like you Money changer punk ass faggot nigga

You're like an animal wit it when I spit it's crazy,
got semi-autos to put holes and niggas try to play me,
One shot is not enough you need at least a uzi to move me,
after four bottles of don kid like u start to feeling woozy,

I spit like a king, cos i'm a king
U spit shit, cos u are garbage, a babarian you are
gangsta to the core nigga you can't move me,
I find my space at the top I got this rap shit

locked, I never heard of you you heard of me, I murder you,
I spit shells to your convertible
lotis you notice Richer or poor hollow steel go through your door this is war,
I phyuk u, i mess with u, I phyuk your bitch,

hail 50

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Posted: at 5-01-2011 10:46 AM (13 years ago) | Addicted Hero

Jomash4fire u no get yourself

Posted: at 5-01-2011 03:28 PM (13 years ago) | Newbie