Endless Rap

[Soljaboy]

yo it aint about ur hand its about da lyrics
if ya fink ur kool then cmon lets hear it
u wanna show people ur fuckin true skills
battle d12 and climb their purple hills
fuck da pills take sum coke
strangle ur homies and listen 2 em choke
get da bong and start 2 toke
u wanna have a laugh look in the mirror u joke!
u cant rap u jus sing outta tune
fuck it all asshole bark at the moon
like ya gf does and if she dont u fucked
if i were u get ur gf chucked-
out da door shes a whore and she fucks like a jack rabbit
i like 2 play poker and my friends call me gambit
my real name's chubby soulja boy's a cunt
y dont u take him home so u can bend over in front!

[Rain Matrix]

u tha type that give police information
I end ya life my hitman flows in formation
u'll get tore so don't be staring at ya torso
when yur on tha floors low u need to sniff more snow
yur cracked out like bobby brown
u'll get a smacked mouth or a shotty round
yur straight bitch u can't play in tha matrix
u spend ya life wasted cuz I expose ya fakeness
I hear ya weakling babble trying to beef at tha vegan chapel
I've been eating wack flows yur a soulja u don't even battle
see defeat u'll have a queasy streak like yur status said feed me bleach
it's like tha detergents a detterrent ya lurking around out my free keys reach
u can't see me keep making glances ya taking chances like an open lottery
pussy boy u can't doubt tight my lyrics throw away ya cracked ones like broken pottery

[Wallace]

Never did somethin' like this but here it comes:

Never stoppin' rhymes, since the first day of my life,
I grabbed the mic and got to spit some hot lines,
about my dark side, my happiness and my opinions about all,
gettin' a lot of sisses sayin' that I never could go to the game and ball.
The game is the same, it don't attracks me cuz I do my own thang
then I can write until my death, without fame, but never bein' lame.

lol

[Soljaboy]

u tha type that give police information
I end ya life my hitman flows in formation
u'll get tore so don't be staring at ya torso
when yur on tha floors low u need to sniff more snow
yur cracked out like bobby brown
u'll get a smacked mouth or a shotty round
yur straight bitch u can't play in tha matrix
u spend ya life wasted cuz I expose ya fakeness
I hear ya weakling babble trying to beef at tha vegan chapel
I've been eating wack flows yur a soulja u don't even battle
see defeat u'll have a queasy streak like yur status said feed me bleach
it's like tha detergents a detterrent ya lurking around out my free keys reach
u can't see me keep making glances ya taking chances like an open lottery
pussy boy u can't doubt tight my lyrics throw away ya cracked ones like broken pottery

heard ur friends with Benzino and i spose ur his homo
let me hear ur shit. it aint enough for a promo-
album i'll kick u down man
fuck tha shit u sayin u aint nuttin but a gay man
u bin eatin wack flows? r u lyin 2 me? No?
bullshit i know u fuckin r, shit, go eat sum more dicks
let me say u ain't big, u aint clever
walkin round ur hometown 'yeah im matrix 4 eva'
bullshit! the pressure's now on
fuck dis damn shit 'fore u were born summat went wrong-
in da womb, of ur mother fuckin bout like a dip n fuckin ur brother
dis aint about who da best at writin lyrics
its bout dissin each oda so cmon diss me now eric
u cartman u fat n no1 likes u
so get da fuck off dis site coz u know wot we go do
we go kill u wid our rap
shoot ur body till its mush
make ur reputation crap
till u definitely pushed-
to da edge n make u wanna give up
da pressure's on now homie 'DETRIOT, STAND DA FUCK UP!'

[Rain Matrix]

u in tha Matrix Now u can't Take This Route cuz u've been trying to Fake It Clown
I'll Hand Ya Removal yur looking for a Stamp Of Approval that won't be Pasted Down

compared to me yur Tha Dry Weather all I have is my family I see Ya Sly Measures
ya revolver might Turn A bit but even if u were a Tournicate u couldn't Apply Pressure

don't Respect Me keep talking like Ya Ready for Tha Steady I don't have ta Bare Tha Glocks
yous a Slow Fuck were u born with No Nuts it's raintime So Much u don't wanna Wear A Watch

can u even Grasp Yur Hitlist ya flow's like After Christmas Tha Rapping's Ceased
yur a wact act of Defiance I breath Violence that'll Silence u like an Assassins Piece!

no matter what u Toss In ya Mocking true rap use Caution my weapons Not Chrome
u think yur Blocking me from Dropping they'll see u at a Auction acting like u Got Owned

[Soljaboy]

[quote="Rain Matrix"]u in tha Matrix Now u can't Take This Route cuz u've been trying to Fake It Clown
I'll Hand Ya Removal yur looking for a Stamp Of Approval that won't be Pasted Down

compared to me yur Tha Dry Weather all I have is my family I see Ya Sly Measures
ya revolver might Turn A bit but even if u were a Tournicate u couldn't Apply Pressure

don't Respect Me keep talking like Ya Ready for Tha Steady I don't have ta Bare Tha Glocks
yous a Slow Fuck were u born with No Nuts it's raintime So Much u don't wanna Wear A Watch

can u even Grasp Yur Hitlist ya flow's like After Christmas Tha Rapping's Ceased
yur a wact act of Defiance I breath Violence that'll Silence u like an Assassins Piece!

no matter what u Toss In ya Mocking true rap use Caution my weapons Not Chrome
u think yur Blocking me from Dropping they'll see u at a Au
ction acting like u Got Owned[/quote]

man i aint owned i jus spit ma flow to da point where u go
down 2 ur mamma's crib, go in, lay her in bed n fuck da ho
u fucked in da head, u shud b in an asylum to stop killin da game
coz ur lyrics dnt make sense 2 a normal person, spare us da pain-
of lisnin 2 da shit dat ur writin down on here
coz u queer and to people readin, lend me ur ears!
dis guy is wack like he on crack n wudnt know shit if it got up n smacked him
coz he's a faggot ass bitch who tryin 2 b da worst
he succedin in dat well he has since birth
rememba da bully's who knocked fuck outta u?
well it woz me u motherfucker now im comin 2 get u
dis is jus a fuckin battle rap dere aint no reality
coz we all dreamin here 2 b da best actually
so fuck u motherfucker im true 2 da shady
go home n find da slut u call ur lady

[Rain Matrix]

Ho Please when u Post Keys it's bound to leave u Lonely my hot rhymes keep u Toasty
find someone else to Beef With yur Weak Kid thats why u take tha time to Quote Me

u don't know what yur Doing I'll shake u out of yur Noob Skin so get Moving
this is what yur Provin gainst me yur Losing I'll be dead by tha time U Win

I'm tha reason yur Buying New Aleve yur Trying To Believe Ya [Share] Again Psycho
u just ain't Got Heart thats why u worship tha Pop Charts like an American Idol

don't mess with rain it'll Get Ya Tore now it's Set Ta Pour yur screaming Sell Me Bargains
u Drop Ya Pay come to trshady and Stop Ta Play but u should "Walk Away" like kelly Clarkson

Call Me Out unless yur rants and raves All Be Motuh I'll make tha KO Seem Instant Hunt Me Boy
thats right Stand Up like Stan Does I hope they Ban Ya by tha way tha Queen Isn't From Detroit

...on one of his last psts he says stand up detroit he's from england
...just cuz Em worked with elton john once doesn't mean yur hot

[stuckfain]

Hey, you pissed-off rap fans, let's stop the shenanigans,
you think you get more credible by adding more syllables,
but you only sound like political, vengeful evangelicals.

just say what you mean and say it your own way,
and forget about complexity, multis and name-play.
when you pick shit apart and make it a science,
you turn free-style rap into forced compliance.

So let's just have fun, diss homos and boy bands,
talk guns and chronic and bitches and mammary glands;
see the big picture and give the vocabulary a rest,
keep it simple and easy, and if you thing i'm a pest....

Well then fuck you, because i can't rhyme any more.

[Rain Matrix]

no worries here cuz I'll still be real when this world Ends
armageddon please I'll be smoking chronic with my Friends
simplistic rhymes are often misused by wanna be Rappers
so when I Kick It Wicked and they want to diss me After
I'm all about facts and tha truth is I'm having Fun
keep it going don't stop leave all them fakes Stunned
is this what u want a flow that cannot be Touched
I don't need metaphorical comparisons to hit u Up
sly like u don't know and u never will so back Off
I'll be owning mics with or without yur Applause

[Enimee]

that shits wack and i dont feel like herein it...
cause rain-stimes over thats it period

like the red ish dot on your dress
you gay like strokin a cock wit your chest

ima bring back this post with raps to toast
emcees easily and flash past these hoes

[shadyfreakzul]

i never cried when biggie died,i will when em does/cuz i really knew who em was/now look at me on the verge of getting famous.

[haydoz]

becoming famous? son your on a hiatus
ive got more talent in the left side of anus, maybe its
cause im not as lame as half of these players
start saying prayers before you find out what rage is
better get some skill before you discover what hayd is


my first rhyme ever so dont be hating lol

[Enimee]

only rapper i know who'd make a diss bout stuff in is anus
when he's talentless and dont even know what it means to see greatness

well take notes cause im the spitten image
your a fag with no skill liven in womens linens

claim he gona rage the only rage i see from hayd is in the middle of outrageous
im so sharp ill throw a dagger hit you in the throat without aimin

[Element.]

No skill just ask for a refill for a pill,
just carry on lines will soon kill,

Couldnt think of much lol

[Enimee]

re-fill my pill but there aint no medication to still this ill
infectious disease your gonna have from now untill

the day they use my blood to create a strain of vacination
your muscles aint big you just popped a vein while masturbatin