Rap Battle Thread

Hi guys it's me, op
Tabs go creepshot, to POV
Got a keyboardfull, of dorito cheese
I'd be pleased to read, and see yo frees

your ma flogs her mutton
your da's on the labour

op again
i can see that yall chicken
i can't really blame u
just look at my spittin
gawd daym

I'm rollin in here to spit some rhymes
I used to roll up and commit some crimes
rap battles usually ain't my thing
but today I'll throw my hat in the ring.

i grab ur hat and cum in it
then i put my bum in it
take a shit, shuffle it
then put it back on ur dumbass head

Your ass is on the line boii
wanna get roasted by my rhymes goyim?
A hustle you can't win
my flow like a dropkick to the chin!

my flow like a cumshot to the chin
somethin ud take with a grin
don't take it from me, u should take it from him i guarentee he'd tell u the same fuckin thin'

Imma take your dick like a king
knowing you're just a lil virgin,
dis gon' make ya moan and grown
let dem tiny wieners come

i enter the ring with my two feet
i enter the rap game with two beats
i'm pretty much mc radiohead
and after this you will be radiodead

you mean let them cum*
all over your face
*achoo*
i'm allergic to gays
speaking of gays i heard you had aids
maybe now u'll change ur ways

enter ring with two feet, u leavin wit nun
i cut off ur feet, hands, left asscheek, and the place where u cum
toss it in a pot fill it up with my spum
boil at 350 degrees dats how u make faggot soup son

ooga booga that what u say
little do u know that u gay
i'll give you a rope and a mission
go the way of joy division

imma suck a nigga dick and slurp the balls dry
make my homie finish right into my lazy eye
scoff out the booty like it's a pizza pie
imma gay nigga I ain't even tryna lie

Leave rappin to the adults,
you gon' get nowhere with dem weakass insults
destined to leave as a corpse
all dead and helpless, gettin' ass raped with force

fuck joy division
u the typa nerdy faggot ass who take math class and enjoy division
calculate the angle and precision my dick hits ur innards at while i split ur sack with some scissors
bich nigger

you hurt my feelings
now you gonna eat these orange peelings
you got scissors i got pliers
rip your dick open when shit gets dire

getting ass raped, for me thats some sickery
for ur bich ass that's a weekly activity
when u speak on me best speak on me civily
me an ur mom get the freak on like giggidy

dats it homie i bring the whole fuckin toolbox
strip ur ass bare till u got no fuckin tubesocks
no intruders, i keep the room locked
and outside the room keep a big fuckin boombox so the neighbours don't hear u scream to the rooftops

Yo dis my last try
You gon' make a nigga cry
So dis a heartbroken goodby
I wanna die

peace nigga

you rap like a swedish
and please do that, it's my fetish
i'm a kinky motherfucker
but what i am not is a mother fucker

shut the fuck up, you're a waste of my motherfucking time
And you're cutting into your mother's fucking time

I FUCK THE MUSIC I MAKE IT CUM

fuck that
i fuck ur mother, fucker
ur gay ass a brotherfucker
u and probably hook up and suck each other, and cuck each other by getting buttfucked by other lovers

unloaded lux makes an appearance
steals bars so that he can, feel comfortable speakin
no need to steal bro, my bars are on clearance
cuz i can cut em half off and still leave with ur rear end

i quit
you shit
i hate you
i hate myself