Mc Battle Thread.

delight_21

O.k, so know you've got me up on the open mic forum
so heres some lyrics i got for em
an you all read my $$$$ an say what's the point
well i dont mean to dissapoint - but its cos i get more points

Im mc delight an i dont care what you say im always gonna hold it tight
so you can say whateva you like but u aint gonna win the fight

oh now your talkin like your comin with danger
listen stranger - im a power ranger
takin you right off the league - indeed, its what i need, guaranteed
a pen and paper writin like im a greed

well im gettin board at the minute, but it doesnt matter cos i already won it

CA1

All you need is milk and a tall glass
Mix that sh*t fast...thats angel delight you ass
You talk about your points but you still aint sh*t
Respect is how you know we know you can spit
Get up on the mic...stop son, its a text battle
You say whats the point? So why the f*ck do you babble

So bring your pink power ranger ass
I'll show you im in my own class
Like Nas im not here to clown
when i come thru you better get, get, get down
This guy dont wanna battle he shook
There aint no such things as half way crooks
Ok i pimped that off 8 mile
But thats how far you better run if you wanna keep a smile

Sharpie

nuff swag emcees comin on dis site//
so time 2 merk ca n delight//
im a veteran, cum wiv lyrics dat r beta-dan u//
weak emcees aint a barrier, i break straight thru//
wot u on wiv ur crap bars? ur both pr!cks//
dis threads called 'mc battle' not 'chat bare sh!t'//
so stop chattin brezee wtf r u doin//
ur not a G cum on a website screwin, im slewin//
power rangers aint gd dere swag believe mi//
but u aint even one ur more like a tweeny//

CA1

Back once again with this lyrical ill sh*t
CA1 on your block dissin another bit*h
Sharpie, dude, blunt like a spoon
Your rhymes suck, go back to your shrooms
Dope head bit*h your weak like pis$
Dont ever come around here, your shots whack they miss
I aint felt a word you said
U didnt merk me, where in your rhyme did u say mine? Name
Thats what your ass'll be cryin
When i run thru yo hood n leave u dyin
Blood splattered pavements, concrete cracked
Six slugs in your chest, another mark jacked
Sh*t, I didnt wanna go this far
But your reply was pus$y wet in dat dem bars

Sharpie

Lyrically im grown up, so dont waste my time wiv babies//
u can call mi '$$$$$' but i aint the one with rabies//
n truss i dun buy ur $$$$ty rudeboi lyrics//
so hush u aint cin a shank or gat stik//
u spit simple, my bars come in 'riddles'//
ur ment 2 b spittin so y u comin out wiv 'dribble'//
u say ur lyrically 'sick' but dat aint true//
coz da onli reason u wud b 'ill' is if u had flu//

delight_21

You call your selves mc battlist, but i dont even feel dissed
so theres some more points youve just missed
common mcs, comin on here i atleast expect a challenge
your words aint even stinge,
an aint that what its supposed to be all about -
so i think i won the first and final bout
you go on about mixin milk in a tall glass
to be honest id rather pass
cos id wanna mix my tune an takeover your trash
cos this is also about the lyrical fash
an all you do it is go an get your lyrical stash

CA1

Days go by, minute after minute hour after hour
You both starin' at a blank pad
Your rhymes you had are worthless n weak
So step your game up if you think your sh*ts sleak
Keep mixin your rhymes and yea i'll go to my lyrical stash
Ive got heavy rhymes, that put holes in your ass
Look here your a low profile loser
Go figure bit*hes your 2 time losers
Delight, you didnt win the 1st or the last bout
Your still talkin about points, man cut that sh*t out
Sharpie dude we bin here before
You keep on dribblin...more n more
Like a baby, here bit*h you need a bib
Stupid punk your like jackson, u told fibs
Im glad you came back so i could slay you some more
This sh*ts so easy 'ive got points to score' hahahah

Mctrapa

Wat ya sayin, Mr T s'up onda trak,
s'up onda trak,runin mah trap, lyk dat
i write dese rhymes, to open up ur eyes up n see,
to see that im tha greatest of them all, dats me

I vent mah anger onto this blank page
a young age, im slewin bois dat are twice mah age
wen im runnin dese bars, its jst flow afta flow
mic in mah hand n im showin up tha show

Bob_the_rascal

all of you brehs lack any visible talent, please put the mic down/
i flow intricate im articulate i posess skill 2 go round for round/
throwin in the towel is your only escape from the grip of death/
in this contest im the best, verbally spit hot slugs thru your chest/
i kno sharpie got talent for real ive battled him time n time agen/
all these other heads r swag, what were u finkin wen u picked up the pen?/
alwaysthe greatest, still the most rated wen i spit liquid diction/
i provide a in depth insight for wannabes to practice perfection/

CA1

Ok, so, 1st it was delight n then it was sharpie
Now its fake Mr T and the wannabe rascal
Son, i hear what you sayin
So much so i think you need slayin
How does it feel to know your gettin weak
I let my pen leak, to constantly defeat when i speak
The liquid you spittin aint nothin but fiction
Saliva covered lies you tell to your guys
You carry on spittin the way that you do
N sharpie always gonna be the cat that u slew.
Mr T...man he aint worth commentin on
Fu*k it...He deserves gettin beat on
You showed up at the show, showed yourself up at the show
So you stay low, and go in-cog-nito
Time for you to lend rascals dictionary
Get the bed cover ready, this books real scary!!

Mctrapa

spittin lyrics out lyka gat at CA1
Its trapa on da mic n im back so you beta run
i Deserve beat on!?- you $$$$$, ur barz r wack
hit em wida trapa attack,im so fast yer i do it like dat.hittin off da back off da backtrak,im gna backchat till i crack crack dis crack n merk dis rat
yer'im reelin em off, 1 2 3
T.r.a.p.a trapa- datzme

CA1

I didnt feel you was worth the effort
Your 1st rhyme didnt have no method
But you said the blocks name
So L.M.T is out to fu*k up your game
Oh my god here it comes, the trapa attack
It aint no rap attack, sh*t sounds like screams from an alley cat
Your pus$y, thats why you run from this so called rat
You tried so hard and battled in vain
Shame, your just another rapper slay'n

TOP_SHOTTA

i drop lyrical rhymez fast like a wrx scooby
i make stars go round ya head, make a boi go looopy
i twist ya wigg n make ur hair luk lyk doggy dog snoopy
blaze u lyk a blunt make a boyz eyez go whoopy
i kno am new, but im a dappa DAN the newbie !
u lyrical attacks dnt hurt me they go straight through me

jus a likkle warm up :-)

CA1

Boy u better stop the rot before i drop the top n,
Cop the lot coz boy am cumin for the number 1 spot n,
WRX scooby? man wot the fu*k its you whos loopy
Stop smokin that sh*t son u aint snoopy
Your fresh out the gate, just a small pup
Run back to your momma boy this battles sewed up

TOP_SHOTTA

yo forget all ov dis snoopy whoopy biz-niss
dis boi guna get bun get slewd, let boi dem be wit-niss
i drop lyrical bomb shells like its total sickness
man a bring more heat den the sauna in total fitness
ya gyal a gave me head but den i noticed she total t.i.t.-less

Mctrapa

dese hot bois get slewed,1 by 1
tha way im rippin up tha riddim spittin dese syllables frum mah toungue, n
Trapa dnt take no $$$$, i dnt play by da book, so you gna get hit ,n
drop a lyrical, myrical bar
lyrical, myrical, skillz ona level 2 far
its mr t nd n im gna get far
spitin dese merky rhymes from bar 2 bar

CA1

All you cats listen, your bars are gettin weak
So i freestyle n diss you like game did bleek
Am from C-Town C-Town murda city
All these dudes know am street, n down right gritty
Top shotta, di*k sucka get back in the sauna
Total fitness gym, go meet your lover tim
Dude u gettin fatter, dude your biggie smalls
Now you cant get up when ever u fu*kin falls
At the 1st hurdle I stand n wait
You cant lift your leg, you carry to much weight
My titless girl...yea thats your sister
When she gave u head, did you feel the blisters?
Dirty bit*h, she had me n my boys
The CA1 ran a train while she was on all 4's

TOP_SHOTTA

u talk abt u an ur boiz ? wot boiz ? u aint got any
u manz get jacked for joke left widout a penny
u jus a net boi wid all ur mates on here if any ?
u never seen a gat and u talk like u carry menny
u chat abt gettin gritty ?
"c- town murder city" ? u mean "c town never hearda city"
u run ya gumz frm ur bedroom lyk u sum lion
i rip out ya f ...kin brains wid a fist like tysons its iron
u need to hush ya gumz n relax ya jaw
cos dis manchesta soulja goin on sick, goin on raw !!!!!

CA1

Lights camera action showtime
Shottas from manchester boy, home of the petty crime
Run up on old folk, rob them for there pension
'Its hard here bre', theres so much tension'
Internet friends what are they?
I got homeboys i know will fight anyday
My hood other hoods they all know me
Your just local, i mean your just vocal
You come here, preach your a soulja
Dont think so son, a soulja was slim, n he got shot
Your a cap gun killer, say that on the next rhyme you drop