Battle Rap: Freestyle Only

Yo wut up homo
Ur just a low life loser
You girlfriend never sucked those
(Point at his crotch)
This isn't a game
You know my name
It's on the hall of fame
You'll never win
Ur lame

You raps are a joke
I bet when I spit Imma make you choke
You think your spitting good writen **** but bro that's just imagination
Need to start over cuz you started with some bad communication
I can go on and on all day
But Ill be making money and whos going watch me get great?

Originally Posted by CrazyKydz

I'll be the first to come out and tell you....
That was a big pile of crap.

Son miss me with that bullsh||t, I ain't f||cking around,
I run this sh||t.... The administrator.
I got the tools on my waist like tomb raider,
If I aim...I aim to eliminate-yah,
Now you and your "barz" can go f||ck off....Literally
Abracadabra b||tch.

Let me talk to you on some real sh||t....
I can kill you without preparation,
This is all flowing thru my mind I didn't pre-write sh||t,
Be honest? Its still better than yours,
I had a coffin prepared for someone else...
But f||ck it, new bodies are always welcome,
I accept any challenge but fr yours wasn't one,
That was below mediocre to be a 100 with you.

Lets get to the matter at hand,
Twist your face with the back of my hand,
But on the secondhand,
Give me my props I earned and deserved it,
I'm spitting the stuff that makes you nervous,
You couldn't take me on even at your best,
You worthless,

No kid,
I'm not a homosexual, but I have a "gay" intention,
Its to Slit your trachea open...
and pop a smile like it's a pre-sentation,
I'm putting no effort into this sh||t
but you've still lost,
This is easy sh||t to do...
easy for me and hard for you

First of all...Rapping? you need to stop it,
We could fight it out,
Left hook... an uppercut to the head,
Your eyes open but you brain dead,
Or we could shoot it out,
Shots make you forget...
how to make your body move,
I wait at the scene,
Watch him get picked up,
Why did I do it?
He picked on me..., he outta luck

You killed me?
That's incorrect,
I'm the reason you bout to fake your death,
I'll take your soul out like your shoes don't fit,
You a disgrace if you a grown man...
I'll snatch your little sister and sell....
wait no, I'll just take her,
Request ransom money to get her back home,
That goes for yo mom, yo pops and yo stupid a&&,
If I don't get paid on time....
They'll get "Taken 2"
Me and guns...all connect,
Found out where yo b||tch a&& live..
and let the shots connect
I trailed your mom home.

I can beat you with my worse barz
But first,
Take the time....
to think deep of how stupid you appeared to be...
before I made you look worse,
Send your a&& to heaven,
Now we all look up to....

Son you was already dead,
That's the only reason I target head,
And the only way to kill a zombie is a head shot!
I learnt that from the walking dead.

-Kyd B||tch

wow man you are boring why don't you shorten up your rhymes/
the only way you'll be happy is if you shorten up your life/
you sound like a fake gangster that could never make it happen/
you sound like your suffer depression and try to vent your rage through rappin/
but if you want to quell your sadness then you must get at the root/
perhaps it's cuz you got kidnapped, that's why you mention "taken 2"/
but instead of getting saved you got tortured and raped and stabbed/
or maybe that helped you since it's the only human body contact youve ever had/
when you write on and on all i hear is blah blah blah/
your completely unoriginal with your muddled blase fluff/
slapping my face? cutting my throat? letting off shots? nope!/
cum lands on your face so there's nut in your throat and it the only shot you get close/
so enough with all the misplaced aggression you insecure bittch azz loner/
keep watching walking dead since its the only time an ugly dead dude like u gets exposure/

hahhaha recklezz on the beat ***** aight see i'm 14 wanting to make it big ***** run up on me one in the head come in my circle imma hurt you we fire some shots know u dead see i'm doin this **** for me no one else besides my family get murdered really cheap 20 mill i make less than a week talk recklezz got *****z that will make you leak beside the point got the 30 aiming at yo face get put in your place put on your face leaving you where u at on yo nose no second chance see me and the money i got. make you piss in your pants i don't give no **** what you say

Originally Posted by thestaypail

wow man you are boring why don't you shorten up your rhymes/
the only way you'll be happy is if you shorten up your life/
you sound like a fake gangster that could never make it happen/
you sound like your suffer depression and try to vent your rage through rappin/
but if you want to quell your sadness then you must get at the root/
perhaps it's cuz you got kidnapped, that's why you mention "taken 2"/
but instead of getting saved you got tortured and raped and stabbed/
or maybe that helped you since it's the only human body contact youve ever had/
when you write on and on all i hear is blah blah blah/
your completely unoriginal with your muddled blase fluff/
slapping my face? cutting my throat? letting off shots? nope!/
cum lands on your face so there's nut in your throat and it the only shot you get close/
so enough with all the misplaced aggression you insecure bittch azz loner/
keep watching walking dead since its the only time an ugly dead dude like u gets exposure/

Man shut the f||ck up about shortening rhymes,
What if I shorten the time...you have to live?
Deprive you of a future or to even have kids?
Man you just like the rest.....full of bullsh||t.

I'll shorten them when your flow has meaning,
Slap me? Watch your mouth when you speaking,
Don't be sneaking...
Tryna throw shots at me...you not beaming,
If I'm not the best then I'm the best....there's no one else leading,

Stop wasting my time,
Don't try to flip my lines,
We are not alike,
We don't flow alike,
You just an acolyte,
I'm a higher level...satellite,
You bottom tier,
F||ck yo life.

I got more co-ordination that Bruce Lee does,
Killing you with crosses like And1,
You a *****, pocket filled with tampons....
Sickening...
I'm spitting real sick but you fiddling,
You not a gangster!
You the type to be giggling.

I'm sick with these flow,
Too sick for medication,
I was once like you....
But I got better with dedication,
Touch me like a button and I go off like detonation,
Flow so vile I could death-a-nation,
Martin had a dream but we've got a segregation,
haha

This sh||t's made up, no one did I pay off,
I do it all the time,
Never take a day off,
You should bow down when I come thru,
Have respect for those who slayed you,
The sh||t you spit is all fable,
I'm Cain you not able,
To your girl im an angel,
But against you im fatal,
I have options....
Pin you to a table with staples,
or maybe strangle you? With cables,
Stick a knife in your spinal cord have you disabled,
Why kill you?
It's much better having you dis-able,
You had a tiny chance to flip the table...but you weren't able,

You don't earn a spot with me at the top,
You don't think I'm the best or one of them?
Well f||ck you...but don't take offense..
They say you can fake it till you make it...
So let the faking begin.

Son you was already dead,
That's the only reason I target head,
And the only way to kill a zombie is a head shot!
I learnt that from the walking dead.

-Kyd B||tch

UGH! YEAH!
your a$s is grass niqqa, your as$ is mine. I fuqked you up the butt along with that clarinet of mine.

Yo dawg don't talk trash unless you down with a mothafucqing **** flash. Up the butt real talk, i'm not gay but I don't play i'm just sayin now gtfo before I go super saiyan.
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It's true all we get is segregation
but now all americans are racist
when they hear im/emmigration
this countries the worlds biggest digraces
when rappers like you
do less than amazes
spitting thinking you a god
wonders what ur brain really encases
in case rap lyrics are the only things
that can fill those empty spaces
my skill makes cash king
my only fault is that i dont sing
you werent ready for me
btw my names the prodigy

Another sick kid trying to be great/
But, as you rap on, your bars just de-grade/
Relaxed I sat back and watched as they de-cay/
Now you're fighting for survival like the blind kid from Thee Cat/
Never privileged, only gifted I write and I rock/
I rap intelligently; no stabbings, never bust shots/
But still I've never been one to call the cops/
Now he's nervous and breaking mid- sentence, he's got hiccops (hiccups)/
No, I don't kill people or rob for a thrill/
But I got the Chopper in the Car so I can slice your Wayne a Lil/
Prodigy, I'll give you burns from the heater/
Leave you more stretched out than a Rick Ross wife beater/
Father the alcoholic, mother, he couldn't treat her/
Now I rap for a hobby, a professional treater/
You'll get kidnapped and cut up in a Broadway theater/
Even as a drunk, he never cheated or beat her/
Now he's 2 years sober, and I've found my own addiction/
Rapping, rhyming, and exposing contradiction/
I get in your head and cause mental confliction/
It's like I've got multiple personalities/
Choose a depiction/

They call me crazy
So go cry like a little baby
Ima choke you
Until you scream for help
"Come save me!"

Ill pop you, you homo
But I don't want to waste my ammo
On this bozo
I don't need a team
Ill go solo

I'm goin solo red in my eyes like I've been ****in elmo yea I rep that 678 where they run around and shoot first so they don't get sprayed what you know about being crazy you ain't on meds calm the **** down when you see that judge you'll probably let it all out to everybody including the feds now long live snupe I'm reincarnated I know that I have I'm not afraid of nobody I got the balls to say it I try to focus on my phrases momma say focus on who you praisin I'm trying to run it like pac just 15 hopefully at 19 I don't get shot got another ***** coming after me trying to diss me but I'm the truth I'm gone make ya flow hard hitting like Rihanna and Chris B.

Yo they call me the prodigy
because Im the one to be
You think you make money for yo verses and rhymes
But when people listen to you all they get out of it is bad times
Look Im only 14 and Im puttin up a fight
You rap against me and all I'm gonna do is bite.
I spit my lyrics at you like theres no tomorrow
When Im done I bet I'll leave you in sorrow
Like I said Im the prodigy
And when I step on that court you know Im gonna shoot dat 3!!!

- TheLyricalProdigy

Originally Posted by Jamilionz

They call me crazy
So go cry like a little baby
Ima choke you
Until you scream for help
"Come save me!"

Ill pop you, you homo
But I don't want to waste my ammo
On this bozo
I don't need a team
Ill go solo

You call me a baby and say I weep
But when you try and rap back you come off as a creep,
I aint no homo, I think you got the wrong dude
My names not Tony Romo and Im not the one who gets booed!
You say you go solo but I don't believe you
My teams just better, If you need help I'll relieve you

-TheLyricalProdigy

This aint gonna be one of those freestyle races
where I the black guy
and you the white one that chases
anything you do less than amazes
do you even know what a verbal disgraces is
when ur jacking off to manly faces
in your moms basement
wondering where ur mace is
when my rhymes become rapist
white guys should know where their place is
and no I'm not racist

-THE Prodigy

Originally Posted by TheProdigy

This aint gonna be one of those freestyle races
where I the black guy
and you the white one that chases
anything you do less than amazes
do you even know what a verbal disgraces is
when ur jacking off to manly faces
in your moms basement
wondering where ur mace is
when my rhymes become rapist
white guys should know where their place is
and no I'm not racist

-THE Prodigy

Yo just because I rock designer clothes
and mess with yo bros
Don't mean you gotta disrespect
But after this verse you goin' get wrecked!
Bam Bam thats two hits, the sound of me hitting you, and you hitting the floor
When you get up you better close the door and walk away
To me your my prey
I'm a straight killa and your on my list
When Im done with you, you won't even exist

-TheLyricalProdigy

Kid u were done after you stole my name
what a shame it doesn't fit you as much as it could
my lyrics will burn you-going up in flames
id be lying if I said im glad you came
still wonderin if I should
brag about how im getting in the hall of fame
you convinced you spit sick
sick kid copycat u should be called
takin my name think ur slick
homie after meeting these lyric you fell mauled



prodigy(the real one)

Originally Posted by TheProdigy

Kid u were done after you stole my name
what a shame it doesn't fit you as much as it could
my lyrics will burn you-going up in flames
id be lying if I said im glad you came
still wonderin if I should
brag about how im getting in the hall of fame
you convinced you spit sick
sick kid copycat u should be called
takin my name think ur slick
homie after meeting these lyric you fell mauled



prodigy(the real one)

Man who you think you are trying to drop some bars,
I never stole nothin I ain't fake just because you reppin a name that could start a new war
I'm just trying to spit the truth, you might be the prodigy, but Im the one who can actually rap
Look who do you think would do better opening in front of a crowd some fake *** dude who spits crap
Or the TheLyricalProdigy, sorry man but I think its over time to turn around and head home
You more guilty than that dude Jerrome
Ya you know the one who got locked up and murdered
If you were ever on a stage with me you would be the back up supporter.
You say you getting into the hall of fame but how,
You ain't special, after you here me you know you gonna bow
Sorry dude I know I did some damage but don't worry
It'll all be over just give it thirty
Just call me Steph Curry with that shot boy, and take it to the head
But boy you'll be dead!

In reference to these two post above mine....TheProdigy and TheLyricalProdigy
I have this strong feeling that it's one person battling against him or herself...either way, put together they don't make one.
Just saying.

-Kyd B||tch

i spit too hard for this
screw the freestyle rules
i bet ur last wish was
when you die people wont think ur a tool
idk who you are but ur not cool
this weak rapper "crazykidz" is scared to rap during school
i spit when i want
and thats some i'll flaunt
spittin lyrics at 2 am is crazy
but at that time youll get lazy
like how our rhyme style and scheme
mines more wilds his is "keen"
get ur fat teddy bear to jog a while please
i an amazing athlete ill jog his miles for free

I believe in second chances
Only in certain circumstances
For example, not in romances
Maybe cus I've been damaged

I can never understand this
Girls always playing games with emotions
Going and making all of this commotion
And then they say its cus you need to show more devotion

Like b**tch please, if my heart was on my sleeve
I'd get diseased every time that we sneezed
So don't mislead what I do because I concede whats real to me
Its for security, because if you decide to leave, I want the ability to still breathe.

And essentially what Im spittin is
A fear of commitment with
Everything that means gettin with
You and everything that you represent