yo do me a favor and be a judge here lemme know whats good with it...
ME:im comin to take the crown of the king
make yall bow down and kiss the ring
you heard the buzz now feel the sting
a fuckin puppet master, i pull the strings
i said this to get battle king on hhg.com and got it. now heres what the kid said back that had it.
Weak Shit.
Phillip, your lyrics, are gimmicks.
calls himself the man of laughter, he'l lay a shit verse but il slam 1 after, lost in a cave like osama, or standin on the street looking for CHANGE like obama, your a fat fuck and a ugly prick, il crunch ya ribs, so much youl shit, for lunch he licks-and sucks a dick, cos not 1 girl would ever be fuckin him, you took the crown while i was sleepin so why u frontin dude, we all know your a PUSSY thats the CUNT in you, and mummy made your favourite lunchy poo's, like "are you hungry cutey" so you munched the food, and sucked your thum and snoozed.
he aint replied yet to these ones below, but the first 3 are sober, and the 4th one is high.
all "keystyling" i guess thats what its called on the computer, but, its off the dome.
ME: yo pav you know whats funny?
you rap to actually try and make money,
im busting for fun, while your hustlin for funds.
and as for that reply, i didnt even read it
because you wear a fuckin glitter glove when you beat it.
ME: oh wait, my bad, i read it.
and boy do i regret it.
that shit is just pathetic,
400 large on farkle... fuckin bet it.
ME: and this shit didnt even take no time.
i aint writin no songs or uploadin ryhmes.
its all off the dome,
meanwhile you writin shit in the basement alone.
callin 800 rub down on ya mothas telephone,
and always remember, your actually trying, while im reading your replies dying so hard im crying... wanna talk about weight? well, where are your pictures... mate?
ME: (finally high)
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and my bad are you mad that i have the crown?
you should wrap a plastic bag round ya haed and go for a drown.
or perhaps a delightful dip, you shoulda never bumped your gums or loosened you lips,
and now that im ripped from blowin a spliff ima go at you again right off of the tip.
you got a whole thread a sentences and still aint said shit, now im comin for ya head ya peasant and will get that shit. mad cuz i have your shiny hat, start usin the c word and callin me fat, soon youll get gansta and start talkin bout gats, but.. this the muthafuckin internet... hack. you need to take a class for the skills that you lack, this shit is a wrap, im havin a blast, whoda thought the laughin man would make the RAPPER look wack? see you been the rap battle master since day one.
now all thats left is a rattler and a pacifier... son.
someone lemme know what they think






