NS Rap Battle

Sorry mofucka I aint even want to do this

Clicked on yo thread , at first was like screw this

But then I read yo words,  like a personal attack

So then I start to thinking what I can spit back

See im young and im slick sorta new to the scene

But im hung wit a big dick, make yo girl scream

See now it gets personal, gettin in yo face

I see your double ones, now let me pull my ace

Someone said no substance, just end with a rhyme?

If you want philosophy a battle aint the time

Cause its mine and I shine like the diamonds on my chain

Not a fuckin cloud man, but I can make it rain

Any week any day getting money off the yay

Do you even know how it feels to get paid?

I’ll call you out nigga, -you probly bumming it

While im in this bitch an’ nigga im runnin it

 stunt so hard an my swag so mean

Money out the ass,  even bought a pinky ring

But I don’t need the bling, please look an youll see

 the realest motha fucka that come from the streets

GET ON MY LEVEL

Sorry mofucka I aint even want to do this

Clicked on yo thread , at first was like screw this

But then I read yo words,  like a personal attack

So then I start  thinking what I can spit back

See im young and im slick sorta new to the scene

But im hung wit a big dick, make yo girl scream

See now it gets personal, gettin in yo face

I see your double ones, now let me pull my ace

Someone said no substance, just end with a rhyme?

If you want philosophy a battle aint the time

Cause its mine and I shine like the diamonds on my chain

Not a fuckin cloud man, but I can make it rain

Any week any day getting money off the yay

Do you even know how it feels to get paid?

I’ll call you out nigga, -you probly bumming it

While im in this bitch an’ nigga im runnin it

 stunt so hard an my swag so mean

Money out the ass,  even bought a pinky ring

But I don’t need the bling, please look an youll see

 the realest motha fucka that come from the streets

GET ON MY LEVEL

Alright fairy bitch spread your wings and take off

9mm round, duck when you hear it pop

police on my payroll, snitch to the cops

Shit like thatll get yo fuckin body dropped

I don’t play games man I fuckin orchestrate

lower grade minds cant think but to hate

so unreal yeah fuckin unbelievable

flow so smooth man, so damn lyrical

my boy benedetto start sayin conspirical

get on my level or find some new material

your shit so plain man, just ordinary

you prolly from the suburbs, think my hood is scary

you say that im lost man, but I got the map

haters keep hatin till that gun go clap

you think im little league, man you must be trippin

dope game all A’s ‘cept in snitchin

major league rhymes man gettin thrown down

makin your sorry ass look like a fuckin clown

next time nigga, when you step to me

betta go hard when you spit homie

or ill leave ya ass  bleedin dead in the street

you all just a ton of white canadians tryin to act hard

but in reality you can't spit shit you fuckin retard

now you call me whack and as white as can be

but that shit's irrelevent, and i crush you 24/7 guarunteed

I know you all wish you were hyphy and black

but you just in a home depot hat chanting "More Money To Iraq!"

Just a bunch of hillbilly hicks

might be able to ski and throw tricks

but you aint got shit when it comes to NS rap

cause i wreck you and muthafucka, thats a wrap

yo blake im comin at you like a busted rake,

iv seen you try to ski, your nothing but a big FAKE.,

quick tryen to come up with all this canadian bullshit, how

about you come up with that another time, and please homie learn to rhyme.

wow im bored, i dont rap

just posting a rap battle on newschoolers dot com

and i be makin' more bread than the bakers at pom

then the chicks cop a feel cause my dick is the bomb

while you on t-walls cock, like m. oneil on a grom

yeah when you hear my flow you'll log off and hide

cause while your sliding flat boxes I 270 lipslide

so you need some practice, you best pack up and go

because while i'm moving yay, all you do is blow

now you best  /end thread now because i am the man

and the only time you cork is with a dick in your hand

( the comments and views of the rapper are not the views shared by the poster and are written for entertainment purposed only )

thank you thank you  album coming out soon

this is non ski gabber

your spitting non steeze chatter

my pockets get fatter and I

fuck bitches; your on the friend ladder

your style is

gaper at best, like a neon vest

with matching pants connected

your rhymes get disected, by me

this mc will give your mic a vasectome

who's this? oh its your bitch sitting next to me

how come, you can look at my posts in forums

and tell where, alotta members got their whole style froM?

See I rhyme part time may-be a little more

Only time I rap is when im rappin at your door

 Posted up with the 9, time to ride on you bitches

Only time I pose is when the press takin pictures

Only time we see you is in the school yearbook

Hear have this back im a thief and a crook

sorry dog  it's your girl’s v card I took

Grey goose homie? Sounds pretty “gangster”

Real-niggas drink 40’s that’s why you a wangster

Tryin to act balla, sittin there sippin

Real niggas in the club when the building starts tippin

But hey, what would you know? You’re not from the hood

Study how I rhyme, maybe thatll make you good

So you read writing. On what? How to write hooks?

talkin bout the rap game I wrote the damn book.

i was listen to day and nite so find the instrumental and rap dis

My swag is tight

Chicks digging me cause I skate at night

Rap a beat and I stay on my grind

These dudes mad cause chicks want my

UGHH

Get it

Im not kid cudi but I see your day and night

I stay so hot

And my flow get's hyped

But I don't hold a piece

Yet I still merk that beat

Grab the clip

Cock it back

Than aim at the beat

Like hop in the streets

And I'm better than ever

Stay hot like the weather

I can be so hot when It's so damn cold

And I can be so cold when It's so damn hot

I rock that pot

I got a gwap

No you ain't hot so boy man you better stop

Dudes keep hating but my paper man it never stops

I spit crack

Dope feen fluent

They all blah blah blah

But I'm like Aw Nah Nah Nah

I'm not spanish but they still call me pappy

And I call her fucking Mommy

And she all on me

On my meat like salomi

Oh dayummmmm

Run and get yo cam

I am not like jelly

But you can still get jammmeddd

Dayummm

This beat is so sick

But if you want to chill with me you best bring Rick

ROSSSSS

Man he's the fucking boss

With him you best hope you don't get ughhh

I'll see you on that cross

Like Jesus you'll be praying that I stop stop stop

Hold the phone hold the phone

Ya

My voice is going out

I'm getting horsed getting horsed

I think I'm blowing out

But I still got my Cannon Cannon

Ya I'm about to shout

You better Look out Look out

Or you'll be dead no doubt