2 rounds, 16 bars
first to 5
3-0 is a k.o.
no dickrider or hater votes
voting method must be used
feeding allowed
2 rounds, 16 bars
first to 5
3-0 is a k.o.
no dickrider or hater votes
voting method must be used
feeding allowed
hey yo, I battle for the love, I just wanna see blood/
kid you'll git smoked thinking shit's jokes like comedy clubs/
and you can tell that it's a wrap already, fuck a Jack of spades/
I'm known to strap a blade and pack machetes that'll crack your fade/
I rap for days, battle me you riskin' a loss/
defeating me is like Muslims serving pig in a mosque/ son I'm killer with freestyles and just as dope with writtens/
ain't nothing to do with jerkin' off but watch me choke this chicken/
like a bad coke addiction, it's just too hard to get rid of me/ lyrically I've been through more bars than a prison key/
since you posted an open challenge, I spit hard for da cause/
I rip shit like Prince Poetik skidmarkin' his draws/
see, every single verse is based on facts, I'll lace y'all cats/
and leave your friggin' face all flat wit a baseball bat/
grimy style, I'll rape your girl with a seran bag and a rubber band/
I'll even spit the first verse just to give this fag the upperhand!!!
creep follows- stick a pencil through your hollow heart's ventricle
torture your mental with acid- chewing on your hopes like bones to a savage
smash your bright ideas with broken fuses- latch my spear into all your hoping, unleash the clueless
stab your lightness with my dark thoughts- you see me as the prodigy, this lyricism is 'their law' ;-) *1
I was trapped in a lions dead dying to get out- so i ate the fucking lion, now i spit blood when i SHOUT
I like to play 'jump on the tracks' so not only do I get knocked down by trains I also show the people how your shit is wack *2
Im drugged up, let you unleash bullets on open cuts- I'll come out kickin, like the baby i left in your girl's cunt (haha)
Im a walkin talking mallet- bashing your fuckin brains out, but also turn me around so i can fuck u up faggot (geddit??) *3
I have trashcans in the basment for when I kill mental patients- play you at rusian roulette, then figure out im just playin patience *4
One winner you fucking cretan- beheadin your fuckin carrot top like I was a picky vegetarian
Times up i broken your quartz- play pins and needless with your fuckin brain, but this time im stabbing swords
Mourn the death of your own life- I killed you once, ressurected you- then slit your soul with a knife
Lets finish this, i've crossed the final chapter- re-wrote the happy ending and fucked your ever after......
*1- their law was a prodigy album
*2- jump on tracks as in train tracks and railway
*3- turn a mallet around it could b a dildo fo fuckin up this faggot.....
*4- patience is one player, russian roulette 2 player, if he play russian r against himself he's fucked!
thanx for readin.
I read your weak verse Prince, who you tryin' to impress?/
mollymaid bitch nigga ya probably look fly in a dress/
none the less big butcher blades'll slice ya in half/
that verse was shitty like you pulled your pen right out your ass/
here's an ultimatum, either quit rappin for good/
or play a game of manhunt with you trapped in the woods/
you should learn to recognize and show respect to a vet/
I'll make you sniff rails and play russian roulette wit a tek/
get left in a wreck, Creepy Follows' never sympathetic/
bring the medics, once the guillotine drops, ya been be-headed/
Prince Pathetic 'll get slapped in his grill wit a 38/
these slugs'll burn ya face and make your blood cells percolate/ get twisted like contourtion, forcin' forks in your foreskin/
my boy Kovorkian'll give your pregnant whore a coathanger abortion/
son you not an mc and you ain't no prince/
get murked without a trace of evidence, I leave no prints
Last edited by CREEPY FOLLOWS; 05-09-2006 at 06:23 PM.
You need to structure this better, so I think I'll do it for you. Makes it better to understand.
creep follows- stick a pencil through your hollow heart's ventricle
torture your mental with acid
chewing on your hopes like bones to a savage
(Decent opener here.)
smash your bright ideas with broken fuses-
latch my spear into all your hoping, unleash the clueless
(1st line could've been worded better. 2nd line line wasn't too good either. Half-decent punch at best here.)
stab your lightness with my dark thoughts-
you see me as the prodigy, this lyricism is 'their law' ;-) *1
(End-rhyme sucked here. This wasn't hard-hitting. Half-decent punch here.)
I was trapped in a lions dead dying to get out-
so i ate the fucking lion, now i spit blood when i SHOUT
(Bragging. No good here.)
I like to play 'jump on the tracks'
so not only do I get knocked down by trains I also show the people how your shit is wack *2
(Okay, you sort of dissed yourself here. And the punch wasn't too good. Half-decent at best.)
Im drugged up, let you unleash bullets on open cuts-
I'll come out kickin, like the baby i left in your girl's cunt (haha)
(1st line sucked, you're not getting at opponent. 2nd line is a VERY played concept. "I fucked your girl!!!" <-- Not feeling these.)
Im a walkin talking mallet-
bashing your fuckin brains out, but also turn me around so i can fuck u up faggot (geddit??) *3
(End-rhyme kinda sucked here. And you're threatening him with a homosexual rape encounter? Half-decent at best.)
I have trashcans in the basment for when I kill mental patients-
play you at rusian roulette, then figure out im just playin patience *4
(...Wasn't feeling this either. Half-decent at best.)
One winner you fucking cretan-
beheadin your fuckin carrot top like I was a picky vegetarian
(End-rhyme sucked here. Decent punch.)
Times up i broken your quartz-
play pins and needless with your fuckin brain, but this time im stabbing swords
(The 2nd stretched line messed up the flow. Decent at best.)
Mourn the death of your own life-
I killed you once, ressurected you- then slit your soul with a knife
(2nd line was okay. Decent punch.)
Lets finish this, i've crossed the final chapter-
re-wrote the happy ending and fucked your ever after......
(Decent closer.)
I read your weak verse Prince, who you tryin' to impress?/
mollymaid bitch nigga ya probably look fly in a dress/
(Good opener.)
none the less big butcher blades'll slice ya in half/
that verse was shitty like you pulled your pen right out your ass/
(Good punch.)
here's an ultimatum, either quit rappin for good/
or play a game of manhunt with you trapped in the woods/
(Wasn't really feelin' 2nd line. Could've came up wit somethin' else. Good punch.)
you should learn to recognize and show respect to a vet/
I'll make you sniff rails and play russian roulette wit a tek/
(Flipped a line. Flippin' doesn't appeal to me. However, that's personal opinion. Decent punch.)
get left in a wreck, Creepy Follows' never sympathetic/
bring the medics, once the guillotine drops, ya been be-headed/
(Bring the medics seemed like a filler here. Didn't really need it for the bar. Good punch though.)
Prince Pathetic 'll get slapped in his grill wit a 38/
these slugs'll burn ya face and make your blood cells percolate/
(Bleh, decent here. Also had to fix the structure, A MINISCULE AMOUNT.)
get twisted like contourtion, forcin' forks in your foreskin/
my boy Kovorkian'll give your pregnant whore a coathanger abortion/
(This mental imagery had me laughin'. Good punch here. Not really approvin' of the foreskin though.)
son you not an mc and you ain't no prince/
get murked without a trace of evidence, I leave no prints
(Good play of name. Good closer.)
What more can I say? Creepy was FAR MORE consistent. Had FAR HARDER punches. It flowed better and everything. Creepy outdid Prince in every category. Prince needs to work on structure and some harder punches. Structuring shit improperly fucks the flow up. Readin' through it the first time I was like, "This is straight up garbage." However, I had to go back and re-read some cause I knew it wasn't that bad.
Nice drop, Creepy.
Prince, ya' need to elevate son.
vote - Creepy.
Last edited by Classic; 05-04-2006 at 03:28 PM. Reason: Forgot to bold an explanation.
tsch, dont care for rap battlin nemore tbh i jus free flow, taif, etc- i used 2 b a heavyweight champ at this shit but those days are over. thanx 4 votin.
Apologize for the vote when the entire thing wasn't finished. My fault. Post up a 2nd verse so I can throw a vote in for the 2nd round?
Stab a fuckin knife right through your knee cap- spill blood on the floor, send you in2 the reaper's night nap
Hit your right back from where you came from- grab your ears with tongs, get your mothers cunt and stab you right through her dirty thong
Unleash an madman clown on you while your sleepin- u see fairy colours in your nightmares....bitch you aint dreamin
Creamin your fuckin tonsils so you cant speak- crush your bones in2 fossils, and dump your soul down in2 hell's creek
Meet my penis rub it and clean-it- im not gay, i just like showin u how i conceived you thru your mothers clevage
Cum on feel it- while i cum in2 your fuckin mouf- send you back home and set alight to your house put on gasoline boots to stomp u out
Im fuckin crazy- i wanna rape you, the victim- or jus fuckin haunt you with the vision im depitcin
isnt sickenin- like that time i choked on your cock- sorry mate, next time ill spit b4 i a hock
Disgusting, like your fuckin rap paper- chompin your fuckin brain like meat to an alligator
Hmmm tasty flavours, i drank champagne b4 so my cum jus welcome your bud's tasters
im out fuck it- gud battle m8....by the way nothin personal, well played.
1-0 in my favour, let's get more votes in
Flow - Tie
Lyricz - Creepy
PUnch lines - Creepy
Vocab - Theprince
Creativity - Tie
My vote goes to Creepy
2-0 in my favour, let's get more of these votes, thanks to those who voted already
flow=cf
wordplay=cf
creativity=pp
vocabulary=cf
punches=pp
Yes... I did fuck Your Mom
3-0 is officially a k.o., thx to everyone who voted on this battle, Prince great battle, we should do it again sometime, keep doing your thing, peace!
wow this battle isnt good at all no hate but were are the punches n multis and creativity
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