Freestyling Raps

[Dodger]

dodger had some stds.

[Parsley]

Pssh. I can do better.

poor little guest, catchin some z's,
only afraid, dodger had some stds.
But he's gonna eat Weetabix tomorrow, 'cos they're made of wheat;
And he's not glutose intolerant, unlike my Uncle Pete,
Although he does like his Beet...
roots, and parsnips, and sometimes grilled raw meat,
Which, as Eddie noted, requires some 'heat'
Otherwise it wouldn't be particulary nice to eat
Unless you were a dog, or a lion, in which case it would be nice to eat.
...when you goto respond, just hold delete, just face it: you're beat
and just accept your defeat, because this rap is complete.

'word.

[Bakster]

We did this ages ago at shizmoo forums.

I did tons of shiznit rapz, but I can't be bothered now.

[eddie]

mine was better...

Otherwise it wouldn't be particulary nice to eat
Unless you were a dog, or a lion, in which case it would be nice to eat.

you rhymed eat with eat

[The_Gu3st]

Eddie thinks he's the shit
but he aint got nothin on me, not even a bit
this is gonna take a while so you might as well sit
as I tear you up, hit by hit.
You messed with the wrong guy
I'm gonna make you and your whole family cry
and trust me, that aint a lie.
Just start saying bye
Cuz after this rap your gonna hope to die.
Get ready for the drama
cuz no one will save you now, not ever the dalai lama (lol)
And dont bother go crying to yo momma.
Like you always do
get a clue
no one likes you
Simple as 1 + 1 = 2
Now I made my debut
let see what you can construe
and watch me knock it down with my rap kung fu
This is the end, give up. Thank you.


Ohhhh Snaaaaap! Owned.

[Bakster]

Hi.
My name is Bakster.
I am a Pakster.
I like Raxter,
and I have a kster.

That's the end of my rap,
you stupid piece of crap!

[Bakster]

yo dawgs wuzzup dis here be my rap, word

yo yo
holla
bling bling foo
yo foo
yosue a foo
bling bling holla
yo yo
yo yo yo yo yo
dawg
bitches n hoes
bitches n hoes foo
word foo
holla nigg ...

[Dodger]

Eddie thinks he's the shit
but he aint got nothin on me, not even a bit
this is gonna take a while so you might as well sit
as I tear you up, hit by hit.
You messed with the wrong guy
I'm gonna make you and your whole family cry
and trust me, that aint a lie.
Just start saying bye
Cuz after this rap your gonna hope to die.
Get ready for the drama
cuz no one will save you now, not ever the dalai lama (lol)
And dont bother go crying to yo momma.
Like you always do
get a clue
no one likes you
Simple as 1 + 1 = 2
Now I made my debut
let see what you can construe
and watch me knock it down with my rap kung fu
This is the end, give up. Thank you.


Ohhhh Snaaaaap! Owned.

You missed out 'Dodger has an std' 

[eddie]

ok guest, it ON (and good job, i honestly wasnt expecting your rap to be any good)

so, guest, y u dissin my skills?
now its ur turn to chill
cuz these rhymes are hotter then george formans grills
im workin my way up to beverly hills
u tellin my the lama aint gonna save me?
of course not, iv seen him on the tv
he doesnt do s**t, exept meditate by the sea,
under some tree
(sorry bout the swear, mr F.C.C.)
and whats with the equation?
what are you? asian?
well, enough procrastination!
ur the worst in the nation!
you need a vacation.
go somewhere with a large population,
so you can get in some comunication,
and stop the masturbation
so, guest, have a good valentines day?
the most romantic day
in the usa
well, unless ur gay.
i bet you put on your toupee,
grabbed a tray,
headed to the buffet,
and left after u payed
after you went away, u probly put on a ballet
like you do everyday
now, listen to me and obey
go hang yourself without delay
or get shot by the N.R.A..
u need to respond like lil john and say,
"OKAAY"
well, i think my rhymes should cease
this rap is to obese
and every line makes it increase
so i have 1 word for you - peace

[Bakster]

Somebody tries too hard

Have you ever loved someone so much, you'd give an arm for?
Not the expression, no, literally give an arm for?
When they know they're your heart
And you know you were their armour
And you will destroy anyone who would try to harm 'her
But what happens when karma, turns right around and bites you?
And everything you stand for, turns on you to spite you?
What happens when you become the main source of her pain?
"Daddy look what I made", Dad's gotta go catch a plane
"Daddy where's Mommy? I can't find Mommy where is she?"
I don't know go play Hailie, baby, your Daddy's busy
Daddy's writing a song, this song ain't gonna write itself
I'll give you one underdog then you gotta swing by yourself
Then to write a rhyme on that song and tell her you love her
And put hands on her mother, who's a spitting image of her
That's Bakster, yeah baby, Bakster's crazy
Bakster made me, but tonight Bakster's rocka-by-baby...
I keep having this dream, I'm pushin' Hailie on the swing
She keeps screaming, she don't want me to sing
"You're making Mommy cry, why? Why is Mommy crying?"
Baby, Daddy ain't leaving no more, "Daddy you're lying
"You always say that, you always say this is the last time
"But you ain't leaving no more, Daddy you're mine"
She's piling boxes in front of the door trying to block it
"Daddy please, Daddy don't leave, Daddy - no stop it!"
Goes in her pocket, pulls out a tiny necklace locket
It's got a picture, "this'll keep you safe Daddy, take it withcha'"
I look up, it's just me standing in the mirror
These fuckin' walls must be talking, cuz man I can hear 'em
They're saying "You've got one more chance to do right" - and it's tonight
Now go out there and show that you love 'em before it's too late
And just as I go to walk out of my bedroom door
It's turns to a stage, they're gone, and this spotlight is on
And I'm singing...
Sixty thousand people, all jumping out their seat
The curtain closes, they're throwing roses at my feet
I take a bow and thank you all for coming out
They're screaming so loud, I take one last look at the crowd
I glance down, I don't believe what I'm seeing
"Daddy it's me, help Mommy, her wrists are bleeding,"
But baby we're in Sweden, how did you get to Sweden?
"I followed you Daddy, you told me that you weren't leavin'
"You lied to me Dad, and now you make Mommy sad
"And I bought you this coin, it says 'Number One Dad'
"That's all I wanted, I just want to give you this coin
"I get the point - fine, me and Mommy are going"
But baby wait, "it's too late Dad, you made the choice
"Now go out there and show 'em that you love 'em more than us"
That's what they want, they want you Bakster, they keep.. screamin' your name
It's no wonder you can't go to sleep, just take another pill
Yeah, I bet you you will. You rap about it, yeah, word, k-keep it real
I hear applause, all this time I couldn't see
How could it be, that the curtain is closing on me
I turn around, find a gun on the ground, cock it
Put it to my brain and scream "die Bakster" and pop it
The sky darkens, my life flashes, the plane that I was supposed to be on crashes and burns to ashes
That's when I wake up, alarm clock's ringin', there's birds singin'
It's Spring and Hailie's outside swinging, I walk right up to Kim and kiss her
Tell her I miss her, Hailie just smiles and winks at her little sister
Almost as if to say..
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain
Just smile back
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice
Just know that I'm looking down on you smiling
And I didn't feel a thing, So baby don't feel no pain
Just smile back...

[SiR gUt]

omg i have been waiting for a thread like this, wait till i get started with my rapping

[Dodger]

Oh god no...

[The_Gu3st]

omg i have been waiting for a thread like this, wait till i get started with my rapping

Lol! Thread...locked? Hehehe...

[Bakster]

Yes, lock it, my rap owned everyone elses without a shadow of a doubt!

[SiR gUt]

your lyrics are whack
couldnt rap better if you were black
ill put a dot on your head just like a Hindu
cuz ur style is so bad it stinks like poo poo
ill run a train on your mom, chugga chugga choo choo
you mentioned the Daile lama
your so unwanted on DuelBoard, go hide in a cave like osama
i could rap 10x better than both of you, on my worst day
both your girls gave me head on each of your birthdays
your lryics are trash might as well throw them in the garbage
i've seen more monks in a monastery do more carnage
your probally the worst MC in your town
go join the circus, your better off rapping to a bunch of clowns
you only weigh 85 lbs, your bones are so brittle
you get drunk off 2 rounds and ill crush you like a skittle
you should of listened to your mom and drank a lot of milk instead of a little
ill end this off with a word of advice
either stop rappin or end your life