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"Special Reserve Freestlye MC Battling"

Not sure if this has any chance or working, but what the hey. Anyone can join in, and if you don't like rapping just think of it as poetry.

Basically, we'll all try and post rap lyricals up here, home-made of course, and 'battle' anyone who steps up, using clever words and harsh insults, so don't come in here, join in then get your knickers in a twist when we go personal, because they don't hold back in real life, so why should we?

Oh, screw the 'we're hard so hate us' cover, just enjoy it and don't take it too seriously.

Start off with: I think I'm the coolest, greatest user on SR ever.

Rap at me if you disagree, mofo!

here we go/

asher/ we've had three rounds each/ and its like im lazin on a beach/ youre supposed to rhyme/ not preach/ so let me teach/ you, how to be/ a decent mc/ along with Skippedy

first i have to say/ that if you learn how to play/ hard/ then maybe one day/ possibly in may/ people might pay/ to see you lay/ some beats on the sta-/ ge/

but for now its all about me/ (as my hood agree)/ rhymes are the key/ you gotta be cocky/ not sleepy/ make sure your words arent poxy. /i could bust with you/ whilst i have my tea/ singing tenasciously/ its just that easy/ as you can see/ cos to me/ youre just a flee.

follow the bait/ and step up to the plate/ and meet your fate/ but it aint great...

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asher, you suck!

oh right we're below the line now.

:D

seriously though, i thought some of your lines were a bit slack and didnt really make sence. (i watched the replay of the mc battle finals on mtv base today, so its all flowing back to me)

i thought that the start to my last one was brilliant and the end to this was good, but im still not great.

Type it out quickly.

Quick.

I can remember my best rhymes for a while after I think them up, so yuo should have the skeleton firm in your mind.

THAT FU**ING SUCKS.

i did loads, then my isp cut off and ive lost the whole bloody lot!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHH

i did a great ryhme and passed judgement on myself and asher.

THAT JUST MAKES ME ANGRY!

Chrissy.P wrote:
> I can't bothered thinking of one that long,
> So I think mine'll be a crappy song!

A CRAP song/, yeah, there your not wrong/.
Your rhyming isnt natural, you sound like your wearing a thong/
All tight and uncomfortable/ making it assumptionable/
Thay you are a lyrical/ minor, nothing sensational/
Just doubtable and questionable/ are your skills/.

> So Asher D you think your ard? your acting like a joker card,
> And Gerrod your ard? I can kill you with a christmas card!

Discard/ the card/ joke, and saying we think were hard/, its an easy rhyme/, almost a crime/ but you repeated the same damn line/ sunshine/.
Your time/ is up, ill think youll find/, your not one of our kind/
Your mind/ was not designed/ to grind out rhymes/.

Clazon wrote:

> *note that that is pure brilliance*
>
>

Brilliance?/ Nah, just an annoying disturbance./
Ears hurt so much after that that I need professional assitance/
God damn boy, you'll be jobless while I'm ordering round my servants/
If you think yuor good at rap and try give it some perserverance.

So forget it/, just quit/, stop thinking that you be the shiznit/
Litt/ering your unfit/ rhymes into my s--t/
Is that it?/ You silly git/, my rap flow is deeper than the deepest pit/
Yours is as shallow as the water used to rid your hair of nits/

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Good good. Marked improvements there Clazon, had me worried for a tiny bit.

Opinions of my stuff so far?

I can't bothered thinking of one that long,
So I think mine'll be a crappy song!
We're supposed to be offending others, but so far I'm offending myself.
So Asher D you think your ard? your acting like a joker card,
And Gerrod your ard? I can kill you with a christmas card!
Tiltawhirl what a fat girl,
Now your gunna swirl and swirl!
J Nash gimmie all ya cash,
or I'll kill ya with one big BASH!
Thats it for now but I'll be back,
Oh yeah and if I were you I'd watch your BACK!!!

Anguish and fear is roaming my mind
Shed an iron tear, I'm trying to find
Anguish and fear is roaming my mind
Shed an iron tear, I'm trying to find
All you homos turn mofos into home grown ass growers

so here comes your damn king
jumpin off and kickin
with this quickfire thinkin
keepin all you wack attackers
adverbially drinkin
from the eternally shrinkin
fountain 'o' heavy kingpins
where i keep pimpin
your dads fat assed
grass smashed, crash mat
ass splashed brothers mothers
dead cat's udder suckers
to them whack assed necrophiliacs
who sit back and jack
to the sound of Jack whackin
his dead dads back with a baseball bat
try and top that
or try and stop that
and see you fall flat
when you bat your eyes
at the postmans filthy flies
cause you like the tight size
of his trouser snake's one eyes
come back at me and see you get teased
with the verbal ease
of a fistful of sleased grease
smeared on a weasel to make
this lyrical monster stay eternally awake

i guess you sat on a tack/so im gettin my own back/ cos you dont own jack/ so stop giving me flack/ cos your lyrics are cack/ get your bags and pack/ grab your mack/ (dont forget your crack)/ dont take another hack/ at your prac-/ ticaly crap lyrics.

i set the trends/ me and my friends/ you get the bends/ when we be rhyming. you dont set the style/ you think youre cool/ if you think you do,/ then youre a fool./ you need your head checked/ before you get decked/ and recollect/ that youre ben affleck/ some pansie/ that cant touch me/ cant harm me/just amuse me.

so all of you/ (asher) too/ i guess you need/ to go to the loo/ cos if i were you/ i wouldnt be cool/ with the s**t that im bustin out.

-now letta me hear/ the sheer/ murmur of fear/ from you.

*note that that is pure brilliance*

w00tage. WOOOOOooooOOOOOoooOOooOoOOoooOO!

Now your rhymings improved there/,
ill give you that, but its not enough to scare/ me//,
you still dont share/ my sheer nonstop fluidity//.
Your just not as good as me/, its easy to see/,
I take the mic and take yoo all on easily/,
fill you with jealousy/, but to me/ theres no other way it could be/,
cos i do things right, I spell triumph with a capital T/,
so get on your knees/, and see/ me/
rhyme good enough to be a killa bee/,
see your rhmes are shrouded in sheer simplicity/,
this rhyme only uses two rhyming words yet easily/
I create a sort of tranquility/, just being me/
and showing you all up so sillily/,
but I know deep down all of yall are feeling me/,
so I'll let you off this time, just out of sheer generousity/,
but thats my flow right there you see/,
now lets see if any of you can match up to me.


Wooooo