Yo I'm workin on my rap skills. Kick me a word and ill try and freestyle it

Yo I'm workin on my rap skills. Kick me a word and ill try and freestyle it

Orange

Streichholzschächtelchen

Penis

Put a hole in a nigga like Spongebob

Deflated penis
creative genius
you better pray for jesus cause I rep Satan's legions

Penis

lentokonesuihkuturbiiniapumekaanikkoaliupseerioppilas

Alice

Got a sore itch from a whore bitch
Smacked her head with an orange

Honorificabilitudinitatibus

Penis

I got a bunch of orange in my storage
I love to eat porridge

Depression

floccinaucinihilipilification

Donaudampfschfffahrtsgesellschaftsmützenhalter

...

op is too gay to deliver.

Depression feels like repression
I don't want any more of this oppression
Give me another concussion
Lets have a discussion

Disestablishmentarianism

Disestablishmentarianism
Makes me feel like parlamentarism
I fucking hate nazism
And fascism
We need some more love-ism

Gay

It's shit

Epäkäytännöllisyydellänsäkkään

Fucking give up

Yo Imma faggot
A spasmatic crack addict with bad habits
practise black magic in my aunt's attic

Future, investment & window.
Use them all.

Maybe you are. Check this

It's shit they said
With these rhymes you won't be able to afford bread
Shut the fuck up!
I can rap, I can rhyme, just give me more time
I can be as great as the blacks,
just let me slip through some cracks
My mouth taste like snacks
Kiss me

This isn't freestyle. This is just poorly rhyming words.

My mind is set on my future
My boss said are you sure?
I answered yes you whore
Then told her I loved her,
call it an investment
when will all this incest end?
I see through my window
I'm stuck in a limbo
My sisters a bimbo
This has been JIMBO

Are you kidding me bro I'm an artist, what are you`?

Smile

Your lyrics are garbage, your prose illiterate. You couldn't be more out of touch with this art if Snoop Dogg hit you over the head with it. You think your lame rhymes are on time with the sublime design of a master's mind, when really your just a poser bulldozing his way through the language like a faux fur coat on a hobo. You're fake as can be, an overwhelming fact that anyone with two eyes can see, despite the ideation of your own self serving verses and criminally bad styles that you claim are "free". This clearly isn't your forte or for that matter mine, so maybe go back to the drawing board and try again next time.

Yo ma name is kyle
Every day I fake a smile
Cause all I wanna do is rap
And make everyone clap
Bring a smile on everyones faces
Show them all of my aces
Shut down all of these places
Never divide the races
My name is Kyle
You deserve to smile

Missing, Logical & transition

Fuck you hater,
You sick masturbater
I will not stop
I will not quit
I am a rapper and you are a cracker
Dont fuck with me
Dont mess with me
I fuck with the OGs
I vibe with the greatest
I am the greatest

This

I think you're subpar response speaks for itself, so take your shit verse and put it back on the shelf, way at the back with the other crap and rats that plague me like the senselessly pointless words you keep laying out for the birds. You couldn't string two words together if you tried, perhaps all the drugs have got you fried? Gonna cry? Maybe curl up in a ball and forget that your "talent" is a lie? Don't do that friend, it's so fucking sad, just remember that what you're doing is a fad.

My wife is missing
Oh god I wish we were kissing
She said she has to go pissing
And I started to hear hissing
I couldn't understand
I wondered if my feet were touching the land
It wasn't logical
It was tragical
I had to cry
I tried to lie
And I made the transition
I asked for permission
She said you have a condition
of being the greatest rap tactician
peace

use , seriosly its getting really difficult to move on
hardcore word Captcha, robot

You need to imagine my lyrics to a sweet rap beat

that's pretty good actually

What are you saying

Anyone with a 3rd grade education can do what you're doing...

Then why don't you give it a shot? Fool.
Here's your word: Bully

it just destroy the construction of your rap when you dont put Commas in it
then i proceeded to say to use Captcha and robot in

fucking owned

You want me to freestyle the word "bully", but I don't think you understand fully, the implications of your challenge's design, that's fine, I'll simply try to dumb down my words for your simple mind. You could say I'm a bully, as thus far I've done nothing but sully the gully of asinine nonsensical gibberish you're spitting, splitting hairs over syntax and ability. You want to give something real a shot? Try writing more than two lines at a time or not doesn't matter to me, see, because at the end of the day my writing is incredible while the trash you call freestyle is barely edible. I'm a gourmet chef, you're the guy selling hotdogs on the corner at best. Either step up or get shut out, I'm not here to fight you, I'm here to put you down.

Hah! That was fucking terrible, faggot. Hahahahahah

You just keep telling yourself that. I bet your idea of good rap is some coked up thug attempting to rhyme nigger with nigger for 3 minutes over top of some stale preset royalty free beat he found on google.

This clearly is your forte. Beautiful ma boie, beautiful.

*your though.

Don't say the n word unless you are black. I don't appreciate that. Hate on me all you want but don't cross that line

Nigger

I think that you are samefagging with the goal of promotion. Good text though.

Nigger.

I'll have to at least cross the Mason/Dixon line first

I'm promoting nothing except the idiocy of op's "freestyle"

Your rhymes are nice, but it would be better if you didnt try so hard to sound intellectually superior

nigger

...

It's called a vocabulary

Real edgy guys. That isn't funny.

nigger, nigger, nigger, nigger
i'm 100% nigger

...

Watch out you might cut yourself on that edge son!

OP here, still the greatest in the game.
That other guy is lame.
Pretentious cunt,
Arrogant fool who can't hunt
I would beat him in a rap battle
Because all he can do is jerk off to cattle
If we were in school I would be the bully and he would tattle
How can he compete?
His rhymes aren't even complete!
My rap skills are fire
His attempts to defeat me are a burnt car tire
I will never stop resisting
Until he starts assisting,
me, in my journey, my journey to become a famous rapper, a famous trapper, a young master.
All of you could have been my first fans but you chose not to believe
Therefore I can only relieve
myself of having to deal with you
How many times do I have to tell you
I am the best
All others have to rest
My rhymes are like a map
My whole life is a rap
Word