OpenMic Battle Thread

DarkHorizon

DustySkidz

Ok, I'm gonna get this started

I buss rapidly, defy all laws, defy gravity,
It had to be, Dusty Skidz, I represent
Like the holy trinity, Dusty Skidz is heaven sent,
Got more rhymes than infinity, so suckers best repent

Where's the sense? Facing me, you fools get fricaseed,
Sizzling in my palm, I burn fools like Napalm,
In Nam, but I don't be burning communists,
Battling Skidz, you all face a common risk

Got me pissed? Nah fool, I feed off all the hate,
Like a fat kid in school, I eat all the food that's on my plate,
I play my cards right, what don't you understand?
I'm a man with a plan so I play my my hand

You think I can't, but I can, like the Son of Sam,
I'll walk up to your to car and I'll pop your can,
If Dusty Skidz can't do it, then no-one can,
It's my plan to set you up like candid cam

You should've plan it man, cos now you gonna face,
A bad mother fuc'ker with a gun up to your face,
But it ain't a real gun, and I think you'll find,
That my bullets are my words and my gun's my mind

I step up to the mic, and when I'm holding the chrome,
I'm owning all you suckers when you step in my zone,
Did you come alone? Or did you come you with your people?
It doesn't matter, my rhymes stay sharper than a point of a steeple

I get props from the back, cos at the back there's my people,
Once you drop, don't come back, cos you're playing yourself,
Half the time I don't even know what I'm saying myself,
But I know that you'll fold on the hand that I dealt

So, finally, let's take it back to the beggining,
I bust rapidly, you're too slow, you won't be winning,
Like the holy trinity, Dusty Skidz is heaven sent,
Got more rhymes than infinity, so suckers best repent, yea

Ok, did 16 bars. I guess once you drop you can't stop

LJT

Theres only so much my eyes n ears can take
Sick of seein', hearin, the same old fake, Sh*t
That you kids keep spittin about, dude its old
Dont 'bus' rapidly, you move slower then a corpse thats cold
Every 'bus' that comes, it gets later n later
Your delivery is weak man, the 'bus' stops n becomes faker
Then the stop sign on a straight f*ckin road
Thats where your rap career is going, down the same f*ckin road
Cant turn no corners left right no sense of direction
Ask your doctor your diein, im the f*ckin infection
Attack nervous systems harder then gases released into the air
Stick to your brain, more then my cum in your b*tches hair
Aint poppin nuthin but your mouth, dude quit frontin
Or have your face on a milk carton, police be body huntin
Obviously dude your called dusty for a reason
Cause your sh*ts old like clothes out of season

Halo

So there's still some life init , I'd drop something but the weight would cripple you.

LJT

Same old noise from halo then

LJT

We back at it again its all been seen n heard before
Halo talkin' sh*t, but more then we done ever saw
Dont get me wrong dude, you good n you can flow
But when you step away from the keyboard dude you still a ho
You better keep your eyes fixed, or ama knock em squint
You couldnt cripple me dude, its known your d*ck need a splint
Stand up soldier, wind up soldier your a toy soldier, let me mold ya
Gasoline n fire to your a$$ n let me torch ya
Melt your face like ice cream in hell
The devil wont save you, your soul you cant sell
Dude you aint speakin', your mouth is just leakin'
The same old saliva n its stinkin', your crazy for thinkin'
Your still a force around these parts, this goes for D.H too
Your old news like hitler killin' the jews

DustySkidz

Yeah, my styles old you little boy, that's because cos I'm older,
Made in 1982, battle hard like Falklands soldier,
You're like your avatar, a snowman, with snowballs,
Get it, snowballs, you ain't got nada, none at all

Hear my call, like a wolf, in the dark of the night,
At first it was a battle, but now Dusty's bringing the fight,
Alright? It's half left, cos you only got half left,
Of the skills that I bring, youngster, save your breath

Surely I'm here, for you amateurs, you need me,
No Dusty Skidz in the world is a bad world believe me,
LJT, waste of time, he can't rhyme, please believe me,
Rather battle Dr Seuss cos LJT won't ever see me

He tries to be a gangsta with some threats he can't keep,
No originality, it's like I'm a battling a sheep
He just ain't got what I got, I put my heart in these words,
I made a promise from the start I wouldn't follow these herds

Like, the only diamonds that I got are these uncut one's I drop,
Don't wanna rap about my wealth, besides, I ain't got a lot,
And believe it or not, been bumping rap since a youth,
These lyrics are my evidence and my flow is the proof

You need to stick to the truth, I can't show love for a faker,
Probably a whiteboy with an accent coming straight from Jamaica,
Others may rate ya, but scratch my name from that list,
You getting lost like those Gorilla's wandering round in the mist

And while we're on the subject, here's a message for Halo,
The weight would cripple us? Yeah right, if you say so,
Dusty's coming in your face, so best prepare for my pay load,
My money shot, so what you got? If you so bad, why you stay low?

And any other motherf'ucker who be frontin he's great,
Here's some news, I'll eat you suckers like the food on my plate,
Dusty's rhymes will break ya, but you won't ever break me,
That's why you'll always be a failure and the crowd will rate me

LJT

Am the reason, you kids is still breathin'
I beat the so called bullies, thats why they leavin'
From Halo to D.H, they played out like the amiga
They come up for air but after that we never see ya

Listen Dusty, your good dont get me wrong you got skillz
But stop actin' up, dude your no frillz
Dont question godz plan, cause your askin' for trouble
A whiteboi i am, so are you though, now stay humble

You say you dont follow lets change that, you trace
Your an outline of me just without the street face
Am a braveheart, n i aint talkin' Mel Gibson
Your quick to back down when the beast in LJT is risen

Give me the sand paper n i'll take your name from the plaque
You say you dont rate me, so you used to? thats a fact
Words from your mouth, not word of mouf
You'd be ludacris to think i fear anyone from the south

DustySkidz

Ha ha, don't make me laugh..............
You're infertile, unproductive, I'm gon' spit 20 bars,
Eight bars is the most that you've dropped so far,
Must be a star in your own mind, Fuc'k that s'hit,
If you can't write enough lines you should quit

And don't go making wrong assumptions, where did I say that I rate ya?
Give me one example of me bigging you up,
Let me tell you something, I ain't got no play for a faker,
You dug yourself into hole, your mouth is gettin you stuck

Thinking you're a Braveheart, you must be madder than Max,
Once again you're faking, why don't you stick to the facts?
My mouth's a Lethal Weapon, it keeps me riding up front,
Don't be shy, I know you like me, Cos' I'm What Women Want

You've got a p'ussy hole, mine's the cat flap on my door,
I get applause from audi-ences, you get clap from a whore,
I'll jam insults in your face as if my name was Le Bron,
I'll play you like I play a b'itch, my b'itches don't last long

Every word I say detach a vertebrae from your spine,
It doesn't matter what you say, my verbals spray down your rhyme
I'm on some stone cold s'hit, warn your whole click,
Cartelige get's torn until the whole bone split

I spit these verbs, make you swerve until you vision gets blurred
I turn fools like you who think they're super, from superb to nerd,
Say the word, I'll leave your DNA spread on the kerb
Stick my d'ick in your ear and f'uck what you heard

Look inside a dictionary and I think you'll find,
Dusty Skidz pictured there right alongside rhyme,
I've beaten fools like you in battles for a long long time,
And if you think you see a sucker, you must've lost your mind

I ain't from the south, I'm from everywhere, a nomad,
I'm ludacrous? Shut your mouth, you should be kissing my gonads
Basic rhyme skills is what you lack,
On the streets you face defeat because you're coming of wack

On and on, Dusty Skidz keeps on,
17 bars so far and every bar is strong,
You getting whipped like a b'itch cos you keep getting wrong,
Snowmen standing in my heat will never last that long

I fear no man, so why should I fear snowmen,
Easy to delete, get out my kitchen if you're feeling the heat,
Dusty AKA Prometheus, I bring the heat to the masses,
I burn fools like you and leave 'em carbonised in ashes

Need a vote or something, although the result's a foregone conclusion.

DustySkidz

Is that a TKO? You refusing to come out for round three?

LJT

Not at all, i aint had the time so will either have to be later or tomorrow.

DustySkidz

Cool. I never used to like battling, but I'm enjoying it at da mo. You're a good opponent. You ever recorded anything?

colne_chris

Battle raps crap battle raps dead
so put on the scouse house n get off ya head.

LOL only messin ppl.

Seriously tho, i wil av a dabble at a battle wi ya
maybe i got a few things i cud teach ya
cos all im seein is aload a words
same ol' stuff thats always heard
same ol' lyrics, same ol' style
ya gotta learn to be a lttle more virsitile
grasp tha rhythm, let it flow through ya viens
put ya on a rush like a line a cocaine
battlin ya kno its not my thing
I back2back hyper rhymin
freestylin while the base goes boom
watchin head bouncin up in the room
but If its not ya thing, who am I to question
jus my opinion but ya rhymes detestin.


hahahahaha. Not a battle MC, MC to scouse house and Bouncy House. Jus havin a go.


Okay Mister please dont hit me
that lap dancer fckin tricked me
if front of me with that sexual movement
put me in a trance there was nothin I could do mate
Mister Mister please dont hit me
I did not know she was ya sista
No i really dint know
had no Idea she could be related 2 sum1 as ugly as you tho
so Mister Mister please dont hit me
dint know it was ya mum was a dirty $$$$$ yeh
dint know she did stuff for money
charged by the hour, now thats fukin funny
so mister mister please dont hit me
now i got picture of your whole family
Pictures that that will make u hurl
$$$$ it man, ill show the whole world

LJT

Done a lil recordin' but not for awhile now n was more to see what it was like ya know...But anyway

Face down, you take your last breath, the 'dust skidz' off the ground
No more noise now, no one can hear a sound
Body montionless like an abandoned shipwreck
Thats what happens when you show me disrespect

Why you call me a snowman? dude its just a picture
Like your face in the dictionary, its just fiction
But fact is, you could drop a hundred barz n still be borin'
My barz are quality not quantity, yours had me snorin'

Sorry dude its all true, its a shame i gotta do this to you
You had good game untill i removed the frame
Entered the picture, the flash means ama getcha
Lookin' through the lens of my scope, when im on the mic you cant cope

I never settle, am forever lookin' for problems in my nike airs
No fights fair, if its me against you then war is declared
I pack a big bang when i bust'a' rhyme
If you touch it you better bring it, so dont waste my time

lil somethin' somethin'

j-kid1

man aint been here for a while boy

Janiz

Hickery $$$$ery dock
This bull$$$$ has got to stop
To shut you up, if I had one
I'd make you suck my $$$$

mc_paul_ee

yo mcs paul ee n janiz bk2bk
bad boy n girl gna do it lyk da
do it lyk this lyk this lyk that
bak to bak with janiz the foxy cat
yes the janiz she is heaven
takes my to about cloud 7
she is dirty she is bad
sometimes even she is mad
she is mad she is sick
no matter she can still suc my D$$k

Janiz

Show me your $$$$ and I'll start to play
When I lick your balls you'll melt away
I'll start a sucking like this and like that and like...
What? Hell, f$$k no, what do you mean that?

mc_paul_ee

bak to bak get down inside
comin through check out my ride
speedin dow the moterway
who gives a f**k wat the police say??
svervin in between the lanes
people not movin...the pains
every body scream and shout
oh s**t ive had a blow out

slammed ont he breakes just lost control
backwards somersault did a tumble roll
all i remember was a flash of light
and a distant voice its gna b alryt
this is wat happens wen u drive to faast
boom bang boom ur ina plaster cast
i was lucky coz i am fine
mabye u wont do same wen u ehar this rhyme!

get down with mrs janiz mc
she knows how to start a party
she knows how to rip it up
hold on i need to get a sip out of my cup
ya dj spin ur best track
janniz im gna lick ur crack!