ur rap sucks, no rhyme at all

Erm . . . your lines need more work.

But I'm moving it to the Rap Battles Section.

can u do better than that

jaguarB:

your rap sucks, no rhyme at all

Shut up jaguarb i'll attack you from all angles, y'll be calling me kurt ankle
leave you bleeding 4rm your big nose like you just had a fight in royal rumble
Dazzle you till you funble y'll be calling me ronaldo
take out your crew with just one blow like am vitali klitschko
radicle your ass to nothing even your chick is gonna call you ajasco
I'll force a frown on your face, then y'll be looking like my buabo
Son no matter what U'll always feed under my table
Cause i'm the KING you are just a fnckin cripple
I'll leave my vernum on your chicks nipple
next tyme you suck it, nigga y'll become a beattle
then i can smash you like a musquito
And leave your crew to plan your OBITO,

Take a walk son better still i sugest you run.
Bullying your type is one thing i do for fun
Sayin you got money fool? you cant even afford a bunk
Fnck with me then i will serve you to my cat for lunch
Like a mouse she will devour you leaving no mess on the floor
Your flesh she will chew, your bones she will crunch
I bet she will still be hungry cause n!gga you r just a chunk
But not to worry she will enjoy feeding on your ass punck!

Naw little boi,kingron.i ll soon gonna leave u lame n bleeding in ya head,
u try 2 mistake me 4 a hustler n a rapper,taking my thugz,u knw i gat a thugz,
showing otha niggaz u wanna act,
i post a pic of poppin,u gonna try me,cos u r my dog,
im ya master,u can call me ya lord,
listen ,nigga ,its a fact,u dnt ever try go copy frm a fool,
cos u dnt undastand d game of rapz,
my favourite rapper D GAME said,rap come b4 his name,
we dnt take it 4 a play ,we keep it real,play em in d street.
oh u born fool,neva knw spoil gangsta like u alwayz die yung,
such a yung obobo boi,u post of dat pic,
think a bullet stray on u,
stil u get fucking hurtz,ya spiral cord may leave u lame,dat is nt d way a real rap nigga live.
U neva knw hw we grow,its evrywhere i go,i got beef in my mind,
its next2me' wat do they call?
Killing all ya rythmez,while i flowz,while i chill,i can be touched,
because i move like powder,n i dnt mind shooting at u nigga,
if ya mood is sour,im a technique flower,
in dis naija rap battle,dis is where i chill,
dis aint new york,but ya beta stay undacover like ruggedidentity or malik yober or nico gravity,
cos im stil looking 4 ya,big gunz 40 times,im not frm lagos,
but i got 40 nines n if ya prolly heard d gat,gunz blastingz,it waz me,
trigga pull cause i run wit d wolves,
like wally servedat,i think u dnt knw him,check d one like desperado.ya life is a shoot n u r gone 2 ya hell smokerz!

dhensity:

Naw little boi,kingron.i ll soon gonna leave u lame n bleeding in ya head,
u try 2 mistake me 4 a hustler n a rapper,taking my thugz,u knw i gat a thugz,
showing otha niggaz u wanna act,
i post a pic of poppin,u gonna try me,cos u r my dog,
im ya master,u can call me ya lord,
listen ,nigga ,its a fact,u dnt ever try go copy frm a fool,
cos u dnt undastand d game of rapz,
my favourite rapper D GAME said,rap come b4 his name,
we dnt take it 4 a play ,we keep it real,play em in d street.
oh u born fool,neva knw spoil gangsta like u alwayz die yung,
such a yung obobo boi,u post of dat pic,
think a bullet stray on u,
stil u get bleeping hurtz,ya spiral cord may leave u lame,dat is nt d way a real rap nigga live.
U neva knw hw we grow,its evrywhere i go,i got beef in my mind,
its next2me' wat do they call?
Killing all ya rythmez,while i flowz,while i chill,i can be touched,
because i move like powder,n i dnt mind shooting at u nigga,
if ya mood is sour,im a technique flower,
in dis naija rap battle,dis is where i chill,
dis aint new york,but ya beta stay undacover like ruggedidentity or malik yober or nico gravity,
cos im stil looking 4 ya,big gunz 40 times,im not frm lagos,
but i got 40 nines n if ya prolly heard d gat,gunz blastingz,it waz me,
trigga pull cause i run wit d wolves,
like wally servedat,i think u dnt knw him,check d one like desperado.ya life is a shoot n u r gone 2 ya hell smokerz!

You ever heard of po nigga blues!?
well thats whats happening to you

Mistreated, abused,
you rhymes are misused

Don’t direct them at me
your bound to lose

I’m not into the beef
But you can’t fill these shoes

I rep my block
Kingsway is my kurb

My rhymes are sick
yours are left unheard

My plan was to show
you bitches my flow

I said it one time
this is the second

I place my mind
on these half ass records

Your doing your best
but i guess its too little

I’m tired from these tests
so my breaths like a riddle

I seen your ass
when you came out your crib

The week before last
wearing a diper and bib

You want a signing
get back in line

My rhymes split timing
my bars are fine

You need a clean
no, not no spit shine

Your past being dusty
aint that a sign

Leave me be
I aint got the need

This is long for me
unless you don’t believe.

but look, ay yo, you say ull hit me back,

but this right here is the hardest track,

i dont git a shit about what u say,

cause i bomb on all yall everyday,

u clam to be the shit,

with the waek ass rymes u spit,

hell naw homie i dont play like that,

this shit right here is ghetto combat,

i aint even gonna keep with this,

cuz all he rhymes i spit are ludicrous,

Take that mic from him' put tha wires no him'
let him rap the current as i ignite lights on him'
am that shit' ya make an ass of it'
bringing ya to ya kneels' pilgrim mats' bow bitch'
i rep tha back yards' bois from the ceiling'
banger boys droppin ya niggers in a pit'
its a pity for ya army' go get some coffin'
chilled mode assassin' smells the aroma' thats coffe'
ya sick' go swallow cheap morphines'
bitch moves dont sprung me'
i beat ya in the first round' if was 10 ali's

Lols ma lines was changed' guess a programme was fixed in place,

No kings' no crown' no chiefs when am around'
turn loyality upside down'
then i chewed ya royality up-a-down'
ya verses are from foxy brown's
turning crack mountain into a sugar brown'
we come to ya house' nina's throwing 3inch iron' wet niggaz is down'
ya all been runnin ya mauf' chrome rims tongue'
spitting in the booth' like ya got tha seizure boi'
ma lines a sickler boi'
i do it like am survivin on a life support'
line ma opponent on tha clock' its a straight lines'
12 on 6' thats some 2's-a-side'
then i make ya sleep' like its 9 in the night'
resting an iron an inch to ya heart'
now relax' nigga catch up ya breathing'
inhale the smoke' that ma fo-fo is giving'
forbid ma problems' am un-forgiven'
its a journey to tha seoul' when ya riding wiv me'
take ya boots off' walk on the beat'
i stay on the flow' christ walks on the sea'
take ya down the flow' titanic is down underneath'

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh. oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.
Listen up everybody if you wanna take a chance.
Hehehe,  kingron walk dis way & jump around with your ghetto jam rap.
Shut Em Down funky old skool & kick off Boom! shake the room.
I juicygirl gonna Stick di key in, lock it down wen kingron goes down.

i am a master mix rapper, around d way jaguarb
wack wow. you must be a 2pac fan. haaa.
not enough auto-tune for u. Dhensity,
u dumbasses need to stop using the word "nigga"
hahahahahahahahaaaaaa, your so fckn wack, naughty.
your , rap sucks, nuting personal, now stick to suckin dik.

Hello! Elxtiane, here we go again
You peeps! So rap is yo thang eh?
I guess the best thing to say is stay tuned my posse!
you better be smart, else yo be dead, 
If you like juice in your kina, me myself here to say
we're gonna rap until your body sweats.
Hey boy I bet you Eldee is out to get you, Oh my God
I think I'm having a rap attack. Somebody get a doctor
quick man hahahaa! bigg upps juicygirl.Uh-huh, Uh-huh!
R.I.P Mr Elxtiane.

Ddfffffdkkkkks

Niggas dnt even knw wat rap is
Sayin al dis shit about battle n dis
Rap is more dan dat,
Infact its none of dat.
I m nt a rapper bt I swear down I can eat y'all up jus lik dat!

Kingston sowie to say dis bt I ll go wit jaguar cos ųя rap sucks
Its wasn't d rhyme, is has no depth
m nt in M̶̲̥̅γ̲̣̣̥ rhyming mood,bt dere s so much anger in ųя words,n dats nt right dats left
Oops did I say left wnted to say wrong
Well dats wat happen wen u've been º̩̩̩̩̥n kush so long.