game: Rap Battle! abandon spelling all ye who enter!

Sup Boiiis (n Ladeez)! dis is it! da 'fficial stoptazmo rap battle thread.

If u got beef wit sum fool or just wanna sho off ya rimes den bring it ere n we'll settle tings.BRRRRRRUP!

K heres da rulez
1. dere r no rulez!.. apart from dese ones BRRRRRUP!
2. any raps mut ave bad spellling an grammah n inconsistant abbreviashions wenevr possible! Get me Boiiii?!!
3. da lettar H is optional eg ave, wen, muvvar, dis, dat.
4. Rapz minimam 3 linez long.
5. wez goona b genratin sum serios heat ere get me bruv? but wen da caps start poppin gottta hold it down! seen?BRRRRUP! NOT BrrRRrRuP! yo!
6. text language is aceptable but lay off da 1337 5p34k we gotta keep dis in rap yo.
7. this is meant to be simple, ridiculous fun. Don't be too harsh when rapping against each other.

Aiiight! dats it! time ta get dis tang started!
DJ! spin dat shit!

this is ta kik tings off an fo all da fools out der hu think out rap me, seen?

unn unn ye unn!
Yo so wen i look at u i see a fat MC
u act up all ard say ull knock me off ma feet
but im lyk ma homeboi Einstein lyrically
ma ryemz r complex E equals M times da square of C
bruv ill confuse u wit ma flowing lyrics
i act out gangsta films u jus watch chick flix
no dicks, posed pics, dick sucks, ass licks
u shud fix up look sharp or shud i continue da list?

Is der any1 out there hu tinks dey can mach dese gangsta lyrix?
Bring it fools! seeeeen!

ye...ye....ye...
dey see me rollin'
dey hatin'
Patrollin'
And tryin. two catch me ridin. dirty.
Tryin' 2 catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' 2 catch me ridin' dirty.
Tryin' to catch me ridin' dirty.

THANK YOU!

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What does that mean? It sounds like walking around after taking a crap in your pants? Rappers are wierd.

first off thats a real song CoolMasta posted, Ridin' by Chamillionaire (song is hot a shit, love it), Riding Dirty means driving around with anything that can get you arrested.

@threadstarter
this seems like stereotypical bullshit since real rappers put lots of time and effort into their rhymes and dont toss grammar and coherency out of the window for four minute strings of random words, i dont know what your intent was with this thread but it seems like it was just to poke fun at rap music by reducing it to babel, and crude sounding interpretations of what you think people that rap sound/talk like ESPECIALLY with a title like "abandon spelling all ye who enter"

so unless you have a true motive of creativity behind this i fail to see the point of this thread.

You said it yourself SD, it's point is to poke fun at rap. I don't see how that's bad.

Oh and Jakko <3 <3 <3!!

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Chinese Democracy is actually pretty good. Except for the part about Axl sounding really old. Now do a song written with Izzy Stradlin'.

What happens when you seriously try to make fun of rap...

That was pretty funny... and scary.. and scary that I watched 75% of it...

Average Homeboy is hot shit. No idea why he didn't get a record deal.

I swear that's not your own shit. And your retarded your downgrading rap and rappers. Just so you know rappers don't throw away there smarts and write like how you do.

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The legendary Shinigamiwolf.

O RLY? So, rappers are actually intelligent, and their songs are high culture? Lets compare. Here is a random rock song from my playlist, a random country song, and a random rap song from the internet(I do not have any, so this is how I picked one).

Foo Fighters - All my life
All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes, never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around, then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost

Come down, don't you resist
You have such a delicate wrist
And if I give it a twist
Something to hold when I lose my breath
Will I find something in that
So give me just what I need
Another reason to bleed
One by one hidden up my sleeve
One by one hidden up my sleeve

Hey, don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Hey, don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down

Will I find a believer
Another one who believes
Another one to deceive
Over and over, down on my knees
If I get any closer
And if you open up wide
And if you let me inside
On and on, I've got nothing to hide
On and on, I've got nothing to hide

Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Hey don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down

All my life I've been searching for something
Something never comes, never leads to nothing
Nothing satisfies but I'm getting close
Closer to the prize at the end of the rope
All night long I dream of the day
When it comes around, then it's taken away
Leaves me with the feeling that I feel the most
Feel it come to life when I see your ghost

And I'm done, done, on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, I'm done, and I'm on to the next

Done, done, on to the next one
Done, I'm done, and I'm on to the next one
Done, done, on to the next one
Done, I'm done, and I'm on to the next

Hey, don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down
Hey, don't let it go to waste
I love it but I hate the taste
Weight keeping me down

Done, done, on to the next one
Done, I'm done, and I'm on to the next

Alan Jackson - Remember When
Remember when I was young and so were you
And time stood still and love was all we knew
You were the first, so was I
We made love and then you cried
Remember when

Remember when we vowed the vows
and walked the walk
gave our hearts, made the start, it was hard
We lived and learned, life threw curves
There was joy, there was hurt
Remember when

Remember when old ones died and new were born
And life was changed, disassembled, rearranged
We came together, fell apart
And broke each other's hearts
Remember when

Remember when the sound of little feet
was the music
We danced to week to week
Brought back the love, we found trust
Vowed we'd never give it up
Remember when

Remember when thirty seemed old
Now lookin' back, it's just a steppin' stone
To where we are,
where we've been
Said we'd do it all again
Remember when

Remember when we said when we turned gray
When the children grow up and move away
We won't be sad, we'll be glad
For all the life we've had
And we'll remember when

Remember when
Remember when
Ok, here is a random rap song:Get me a Dog - DMX
[DMX, (Sheek)] (Yea I'm right here dog) Where my dogs at (We right here dog) Where my dogs at (I'm right here dog) [DMX] What must I go through to show you shit is real And I ain't really never gave a fuck how niggaz feel Rob then I steal, not cause I want to cause I have to And don't make me show you with the Magnum If you don't know by now then you slippin I'm on some bullshit thats got me jackin, niggaz flippin I got my man and them stay pretty like I'ma stay shitty Crimey it's all for the money is you wit me Hit the bitches, went out I could make the crime And when it's on we transform like Optimus Prime I'll form the head, roll out let's make it happen If we ain't gonna get it wit them we'll take the cap down Bust it off, gust it off on the softest niggaz Money with the biggest mouth, yo let's rob this nigga A novice nigga never made a sound Breath too fuckin hard like you gettin bust down [Hook : Sheek (DMX)] Yo, yo ya n...az wanna be killers (get at me dog) Ya n...az wanna feel us (get at me dog) Ya n...az want the real (Get at me dog) [DMX] Rrrrrr arf arf what the deal [Hook] [DMX] Rrrrrr arf arf what the deal Nowadays, Don't get to good for certain niggaz, I'm hurtin niggaz What you doin robbin niggaz, jerkin niggaz, stickin niggaz Cause they deserve it; with money got murdered They know we died slow if they heard it The nigga there blew up the spot a while and the mother fucker ain't got shot in a while And the stacks will light up, will fuck the night up blow everything in sight up fuck around and I'll have your ass right up What makes you think, you wasn't able to stand I got shit that'll disable a man with the wave of a hand The days are longer and seems like I'm wastin time I've got a lot of dreams but I'm not really chasin mine I suck it all up like a sicka fly Cause nowadays gettin' by, catchin ???, an occasional meal and gettin high, I live to die, That's where I'm headed let your man hold somthin, now it's all about you can get it [Hook] [DMX] Rrrrrr arf arf what the deal Well in the back wit ya faggot ass face down Lucky that you breathin but you dead from the waste down The fuck is on your mind? Talkin that shit that you be talkin And I bet you wish you never got hit cause you be walkin But shit happens and fuck it, you would of did ya dirt niggaz is wonderin how the fuck you hid your skirt Right under they eyes like a surprise to the guys just one of their mans was a bitch in disguise fuckin with cats in order heads and slaughter more kids Let me hollar at you all that wanna borrow the raw shit (ah-oh!) Knahmean? I'm just robbin to eat And there's at least a thousand of us like me mobbin the street When we starve and we eat whatever's there Come on you know the code in the street, whatever's fair Blood stains and chalk, cause yo man couldn't walk After the talk, heard him out at 1133 of New York Transformin us niggaz so get it quick You know for real that nigga can't fuckin suck my dick And it's gon' take all these niggaz in the rap game to barely move me, cause when I blow shit up I have niggaz fallin' like white bitches in a scary movie Ah, you know I don't know how to act Get too close to niggaz, it's like: "Protected by viper, stand back" What's that, a bunch of niggaz you was killas demented fuck y'all what me with this coward finish him descend it
Yeaahhhhh, rappers are real lyrical masters. Real Renaisance Men.