Battle freestylin'!

[Pinky]

Freestylin be dying, no more Donalds be frying. No one to send him home flying while crying. He just writes way to much since hes fond of the touch of great big wet rick and his small green dick. Not to mention his klongor straight out of gondor, destroys the forums since he wants his own lorum. His ryhms have no style, no serious guile. He just throws random words like buckets of turds on this most holy of forums. One day he will see that its not just me that dislikes his asshatery nonsense.

[DJZ]

The Gangsta Nation is made up of g's, made out of cheese, catchin venerial disease, from the trees and the bees and the kids on frisbees, and the dogs taking pees with a dude on tv, rollin effervenscently, while shooting the skeez, in his white bvds, the GN do it with ease, and they don't shoot the breeze, what they shoot is your knees, if your punk ass they seize, and so this I believe, this is what the G means, to me and to we, to he and to she; to being so seedy without being needy, the GN is easy, make grandmas go wheezy, cuz GN is freezy, just caught them an Evee, maybe soon it'll be me, on the next GN CD.

That's how I feel about the GN right now.

[The_Reason]

Keep runnin' yo mouths...
Your mouth runnin ahead of you, your mouth do what your legs should do
You just do what yo mama do and suck, it
It sounds like your ready to, cause these rappers are terrible
And this forum is unbearable but Ima fix this
Pinky should never have started
His stupid ass is retarded
Bitch jumps when I tell him to
But I move when I'm ready to
DJZ is da shit
And Pinky can't spit worth a shit
Bitches, I'm elevated
On greatness that I've created
The time has come where I serve
The time has come where you observe
Because I'm never caught slippin
And all y'all niggaz is trippin
I took yo dignity as my prize
So you posers best recognize
Cuz dis rhyme that I'm spittin' now
Is the start of your demise

Holla...

Go ahead, top THAT

[The_Reason]

Nobody steppin' up, huh? Don't make me blast you with another one fo' you defend yo self

[DJZ]

Now this ain't directed at errnybody.
It ain't a battle rap like errybody
wanna hear in a forum topic called 'battle rap'. Not exactly, anyway.
So in that case, I oughta take a battle ax to this crap, cuz it don't belong in hea,
And to errbody out there fiendin for that next bee-ya.
Ugh. But I ain't gettin in that business now.
You know my stand, bitches, you can see the clouds--
they ain't partin when you headin down that same path.
Damn. I've seen and read so many who have been trapped.
But like I said, I ain't fuckin wit alla this and alla that.
At least for now, cuz now I'm just tryna vent.
And some cats is raisin' circus tents down there in they undapents,
wheneva they hear my name like I'm the fuckin best, rapper?
Aiyo, I ain't DJ Khaled, Wayne and Fat Joe,
Cuz I punch them in their larnyx fo not addressing issues that matt-o,
And I ain't Wale, and I ain't got all day, to go either way like Kanye.
This just a rhyme to pass the time because I am afraid of fall-ang...
Asleep. To a home with no boundaries,
Open up my eyes and it is gone without a sound it leaves.
And my eyelids droopy, but I keep pooping, shit, I keep doing this.
So I'm-a end this quick rap with a can of soda
A man o' war ta- ease up ya fortunes.
So big bad Wilbert Wish-hook,
send a fish cook up to me to bake me his fish, look,
I need that brain power. And I need it supa fast,
So while he cookin up that meal-- hey-- I'll just sleep away this cash.

I ain't gotta struggle to survive so I can waste it,
I get food, shelther, clothes, and let's face it,
I don't give a fuck about anyone but me,
So lemme just blow all that's been invested,
Lots of money spent on surround sounds, lots of money spent on small shit, false shit, alter shit, shit I don't really need
It's like 'because I'm rich I'll squander it', I ain't gotta earn my way, kids,
And DJZ could've been the same, kids, if he ain't told himself he had missions...

Folks all just need what they want, but few them want what they need, and so this vicious seed is planted, and grows, and from there I suppose, it seems logical for them to blow dollars on shit, scum, and hours-wasters. And people still think that's right. People still think that's honorable. That's success. Bull shit. Success has nothing to do with tossin money on fancy two-seater sports cars or a fucking Hummer. Even if you tell me you can afford it. Fuck you, kid. Even if you gots tons of money, you can never. I repeat, NEVER have enough money so that you can afford to waste it. To toss it all on some petty wants. Yeuch. And people need to get their facts straight on what's what they want vs. what they need. You don't need sports cars, you don't need escape, you don't need drugs, or everrrrrrrrrrrrrrrybody in the club gettin tipsy. (Errrybody in the club gettin tips-y) Every fucking dollar you have is valuable, there's no 'relative' stuff goin on there. Just cuz you have it doesn't mean you should wipe your ass with it. Damn. Cuz instead of using it wisely, folks use it to blind-speed, thru life, G, straight thru it. And I do know how you do it, and that's the most frightening thing to me its true, it, happens all the time and the road has not ended yet. Younguns on that same path and I need to put a stop to it, hop to it, son, and save us from the apocalypse, I do gets quiet when the topic comes up but fuck it for now I'm-a play quiet again, cuz I's... so sleepy, put thoughts into pen???...