BF2S Forums - The Official MC'ing Thread -

bennisboy wrote:

jord wrote:

You guys are like Samfink
You need to learn how to think
Start having battles
quit playing with your rattles.

If I may be so bold
This story shit is old

So start insulting each other
Before I fuck your Mother.

You always chat bout some guys mum
And how easily you made her come
But when your mum was about
I was the dirty stop out
Left her with her foetus up on the couch
N her pussy goin ouch

Battling me would be an embarassing mistake
Like being caught puttin your dick in a cake
I'll rip you like van winkle
As your ego shattered I heard a tinkle

jord wrote:

bennisboy wrote:

That gave me an idea for a bad knock knock joke.

knock knock

who's there?

deja vu

oh you again

jord wrote:

I aint scared of you.
Not Ig, Hurricane or Night too
I don't chat about guys mums
I'm more interested in their sons
Incase you havent worked it out
That means you ya fuckin' sprout
You have no room to doubt

I aint scared of you
Come up with some new
Deja vu, Deja vu?


I aint scared of you
My ego's gone? Boo fucking hoo


I aint scared of you
I'll call you a Jew
So go on, fucking sue.

Oh now, you called me a jew
Shit fuck, what should I do?
Oh crap thats right
I'll keep my rhymes tight
Like a jew's wallet strings
I'll jus keep goin n see what it brings

I'll bring you the verbal crunch
unexpected like a sucker punch
I stroll into the saloon
At around high noon
You want a spittin duel?
I win it with many a language tool
Lyrics so deep they call me the 4th dimension
I just took it to another level, thats right it was an ascension
I'll bust out many a skill I forgot to mention
N leave your brain in a state of suspension

Wait, was that aimed at me?
Don't you see?
You're not a lyrical MC
You're about as clever as a Tree
And yeah, I do have a torn ligament in my knee
I'll be back later, off to watch you, me and Dupree.

Yo im a walkin holiday my nickname is Mitchaween, im kickin dope rhymes while im collectin my green

I got my crush on, my rush on, i love dis game,
Yo your mouth taste like shit when you mention my name

Walkin through yo clubs wearin Volcom appearels,
My fans know my lyrics like they christmas carols

Got my ice hangin low like your grand mammas titties, and im rollin 22's straight through ya cities,

Listen to my words... your brain cells fry, yo ide offer you a treat but no the cake is a lie!

My rhymes like crime, im rapin your ears, yellin stop hammertime while im fullfillin your fears

I got so many hoes, and i make em scream, ive felt things better then your best wet dream

Im a 16 year old star, you's a child molestah, got my bass poppin harder then a mexican fiesta

Yo i know that your jealous cause got with your momma, yo ive eaten more ladies then Jeffrey Dahmer


But thats, enough, for right now, if you like my shit, then boy you need to take a bow

djphetal wrote:

hey guys, you'll like this:
http://www.myspace.com/eugenehiphop
listen to the song "doorstep."
I'm the one singing the hook, and rapping/singing the verse about rape.
uh yeah, I in no way condone any of what we say here. G'd Up from the Feet Up!

naightknifar wrote:

It's been 3 days since i last logged in,
OH banned me, i was in the sin bin.
Rappin, and Chilling, just like i should,
lookin in here, checkin the hood.
The thread has died, you mother fucking wanks,
so start posting rhymes, or ill get out the tanks.
Ill come find you all, so get ur shit done,
or ill kick down your door, and you can see my fucking gun.

gene_pool wrote:

This is a little story about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up in no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said you're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air

gene_pool wrote:

This is a little story about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground where I spent most of my days
Chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up in no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said you're moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air

Last edited by naightknifar (2008-01-16 09:19:06)

Simon wrote:

Alright, I'm back -  was busy with work
Now it's time for some proper brainwork
I've been allowed -
To spit a quick one now ;

Although it's not too hard for me to spit ones like this line
I'll sum them up.. here is it combined
As sharp as a feline, more agressive than a canine, smarter than einstein's mind, in the end its all entwined
Yeah, that's me defined -
The best of mankind, I'm devine
Now I'll come from behind
Have you so disorientated you'll think you're blind
So please, stop trying to spit and resign.