Battle rhymes

[4D]

I`ll open u like a tin of beans `
and gag u before u leak the screams.
Bleakest dreams no match for this reality
Battle me and fall victim to ur own calamity
No story is mo notorious than this fatality

[SoniK]

we have the monarch, man we wear crowns
our war lord was bulldoog hounds, urz is a clown
it's UK style, what you know about that?
ciuz half american mcs, dont no about gatz
u speak slang, man we taught the fucking language
luk at these weak mcs, with hooks they brandish
i seen you all, give respect to those hu invented
only our priminister luvz u, we aint meant it
ur a sik mc, i respect ur skills
i h8 fake mcs, with all talk, no thrills
you know the type with more bark than bite
throw him a bone, he like "do u hav diet or light?"
pussy boy test this, i open rhymes like baskets
my enemies home;s a casket
nah, i aint kill a man, the rhymes tuk his doe
over the paper i write, the time tuk his flow
he finished, sorta like them rapper u neva hear
for the rest of u, the end is near
yee high or too short, no matter your size, width
be proud of urself, dont pretend that who u ride with

[4D]

My skin colour ain`t Onyx n i`m not from da projects
but i smash the phonics, erasin` wack shit like colonics.
pretty ironic, idiotic Sonic is moronic
Fuckin with da illogic of a demonic bollicks
from ocross the shore,
U write in here wit a plot to bore?
Get shot up more than dat bitch when Eminem robbed da store
U got no lure, wack shit makes me wanna floss n snore,
Tot the score, ur defeated, stopped n more
eatin by a tyron-o-sore!, Moppin` da floor
wit ur beatin body, holding it by the feet.
Sublime defeat, invitin ur family fo identify da meat.
Kinda neat, they had to check further
an identify ya by the teeth,
an by this time u followin the white light to meet
ur maker, but he just sends u to hell for been a faker
Meanwhile on earth, ur headin ta da dirt with the undertaker!

Posted the rhyme already as Guest! TR Shady please delete that one.

[TRshady]

To Encourage posting in sections getting less attention I leave certain forum sections open to guest posting. This is one of those and personally I like what the guest posted, should things get more active I'll put down tighter security put for now it'll remain as it is.

Keep 'em coming people!

Edit: Got your email Forde, there's me thinking you had quoted a guest. :P
Not a problem, I'll delete the post now.

[4D]

Nice one, sorry for da confuzion!!!

[4D]

Here`s another one for ye Bitches

Soulless crazed human

You pidgeons makin`Rediculous decisions
steppin to a surgical mathmetician
strippin da meat from ur feet wit meticulous precision
Evry incision invisions compulsive perfection,
I`m smirkin, workin dis repulsive dissection.
No affection, while infections tear thru ur body.
Not a notion of emotion finds me, i`m godly.
Warped, standin over ur corpse, ripped apart,
sipped a part of ur blood from a mug, glug glug.
Shrug, bugs from my shoulder blades,
Coldness fades in to a chill, ill killer from da older days.
Soulless crazed human, consumin`bones n steaks,
Bogus shakes made of skin and blood,
Diggin mud?, don`t think so, nothin`left to bury
Put da rest in a pot, hot enuff to reduce da rest to curry!

[shadypelkey]

I'm settin you on the run
bitch, can you face this
I'm packing 24 clips for your hips and faces
slicin your wrist
now you bleed in three places
come on in and praise this
I ain't waiting just know this
that when I come through wit my crew and all
we'll be willin to lose more just to see you fall
you ain't nothing at all
just a loser who roams these lonely halls
sniffin up coke to get away form it all
call up your moma to pick you up
losin just is too much
forgin back now we never made a touch
never enough but rough
to win but lose in one touch

[4D]

Shady pelkey, i feel sorry for the page
U insult it wit ur ink u should be locked in a cage
Wit no bed n no sink, sufferin, gettin Raped.
Recordin n sendin tapes of it to ur family.
After all it`s they`re genes, put u in this reality.
No skill, no talent, just calamity
Ur da equivalent of martin short tryna rap wit me.
Tell me u we`re takin the piss
And ask TRShady to erase ur scripts,
If ever again u wanna embrace this shit
Here`s some tips!!,
No 1. Buy a thesaurus,
Develop a vocabulary, den maybe there`s no need for us,
To point out how much ur shit sucked wit it`s weak chorus.
Geek bore us again u be destroyed wit extreme focus,
Gess, hav to thank u, makin fun of u`s bin better than dis weeks bonus

[oxide]

now this fuckin kid got it started wit me
wut did I do to you? nothing, now u pushin my buttons
it's critcial that you know, I'm a newbie
only 15 and I'm already packing an oozie
to judge me, your nothin
I'm rushin on this, cause I ain't got no time fo fake shit
pussy ass kid, I hate faggots like you wit a passion
shit happens but for you it's a tragety
ain't no calamity here, don't try to interfear
you do, and you'll be moppin up your own beer from the floor
want some more? thought so, fuckin cunt
go blow some old fogy walkin by, gettin jumped
glancing over at it now when you said how u got tips
u only gave me one, get a thesaurus, have one
you should learn that when you say shit that ends with an "s"
it usually has more than one thing, fuckin kid
heres a couple tips for you, suck a dick
cause we all know you swing that way
we all know you swing from that branch, fuckin any person even a man
at any chance that you have
and second get a life, your shit is kife, just the same thing
that goes on and on about nothing

[4D]

I said TIPSS cos that was the preliminary
This is the second - Get a dictionary,
Ur fictions vary from shit 2 redic so spare me
Ur observations on my operations, i`m a visionary.
Wisdom scarier than prison vagriants,
Makin`bits o ur skits with efficient radience.
Precision, shadiest this side o the Atlantic,
Rhymes as frantic as passengers on da deck of Titanic
15 yr old faggit tryna challenge n check this tyrannic
Verb burglin`, word murderer.
Blood curdler, U ain`t got no gun, ur jocks just oozing
Cos i scared da shit outta ya. Can`t catch me snoozing
Catch me boozing n startin fights with huge fuckas
Stunnin`them, clubbin them to death, a true ruckus!!

(to be continued - had to go somewhere)

[oxide]

haha, look at this guy gettin all mad
sad cause he can't lay a hand, ha too bad
I'm guessin you ain't a nigger
neither am I, white boy signing in
I'm bout to whoop his ass
physc, don't flatter yourself, I wouldn't do that
go home, jack off to my gat
ready for smackin ass, when your dad, returns
with groceries, lubracant, bag hooked up to his apendix
form the shit I put in his morning chex mix
runnin to the door wit ya ass hanging out
your dad screams "son I'm home lets eat"
by eat he means suckin some meat
ya your so cheap, can't get it from the street
so ya last resort is ya family member whore

[4D]

O.k let`s strip it to the bear necessities
Third an final lesson, learn ur spellin`bees
U spelt psyche like physc, which pronounces it fisk.
What da fuck is that, flounderous shit
Evry line of ur rhymes ar gettin councelled n frisked
For hidden weaponry capable of leavin my crown at risk.
O.k so we`re white, i don`t care, right!
nothing else in common, this isn`t a Fair fight,
i turn mere night into nightmare.
White queer been brutalised, my sublime rhymes have u neutralised,
Pelkey n all da rest of u advised, stay away from my cruel lines.

p.s Ur shit in the other battle page is only supposed 2 be 6 lines BIATCH!!!

[SoniK]

you white boys stressin, all a bunch of wanna bes
trouble is i'm more black than u'll ever be
and i aint Jin, I'm brown so suck a dik lyk ya should
Fordie, you too intelligent for ur own good
findin words in dictionarys, stikin in new vocab
so u can read? u shud be ready for what i hope has
numerous effects on a sucker like yourself homie
i leave u lonely, not even lyrics will stik to ur soul cuz u owe me
an apology, u 50 cent the way you poppin off for no reason
you want props for dat? thats as easy as breathin
u cant stir souls, and you just write out cuz u think u hard
but i doubt even you know who you really are
suburban gangster, mums calling you for tea and crumpets
i wake up this dead game like sore ears and the trumpets
i'm amazing, so amazing and you dazing when you see me
you just jealous, phasing urself out coz u wanna Be me
intelligent or what? complicated words used like ya Canibus
did u write this off the effects of crack, heroine or canibis?
you rap, man i would have never guessed, stick to fake glory
your bullshit so fake, you shud be writing disney storys
this aint the jungle book, Mowgli i give u an ass whoop
u an mc they just stick to do the hooks
matter fact, u aint even that, mcs lyk u don't exist in my book
and u aint that hard, u probably sitting in ur nice house
i show the signal to this game like a light house
u pussy, i can see cuz U just PURR on a mic like a pet cat
but filled with less intelligence and manor than my pet has

[shadypelkey]

this fordie boy thinkin he smart
aiyo soniK, lets show him some eye soring art
I ain't talkin bout a fight
I'm talkin bout a knife coming for you at night
yea we all know, ya probly some messed up hoe
lounging back in ya nice leather seat
while I sit here in a wooden piece of shit
talkin all this big talk, ya'll need to shut up
maybe suck a guys cock, like I said
this guy is not what he seems to be, he gay
a shit eating, motherfuckin, shit pushin bitch
who sits and reads my shit lookin for a mistake
he finds some, but wait, not like I care what you have to say
or try to find a reasonable explaination on what to say
go back to studying all day, passin every class
while I sit in gym the only class I pass, kiss some ass
breakin ya head through some glass
coming back and re-opening your scabs
stickin some anthrax in there, aww so sad
don't worry, when your funeral comes
I'll be there chillin wit ya huns
throwin some flamable fluid in
sittin back aiming wit my gun, boom ya gone
don't worry bout ya mom, I'll kill her tooo for fun
so she won't have to bury her own son

[4D]

What me college boy?? Are u dames negligent,
Just cos i kick knowlege boy, it`s evident
I`m plain intelligent
grab any book an explain what da hell it meant,
clever ever since i can first reminisce
Cold too,
Never wince when i hide da crime scene evidence
Smell da scent of u faggit pussies from a mile away
Don`t mean to be mean it just get`s implied that way.
Smile n play?, fuck that!, not my style, no way.
So go way vile gays, cant fuck wit my rhymes to day.
work me bollix off in a factory for no thanx, an pay`s less
Dumb bitches boastin o been broke an brainless.
I`m not a gangsta n don`t tote da stainless,
But u jokin, careless men`ll get a death that won`t be painless,
Be fearless n see what happens,
wound up found in shallow ground, in suran wrap wrappin`
Ur crap rappin`s bout as good as ur back slappin,
Sonik and pelkey should start back packin`
`n shackin up in the woods in a mountain retreat
Give up n runa way or face astoundin defeat
Cos all ur rhymes combined squared ar still amountin to sheet