who ever wanna battle come thru

[BETO916]

looks like someone cant take a good needlin'
guess i got under his skin like hyperdermics

my style's more crooked then lynch's dental work
plus me and hip hop straight go back like his perm did

my shots'll send your soul to the firmament
give God my sincerest salutations

and if any of you muthafuckas wanna go with em
hit up the lion or seven0seven,they can make your reservations

your manuscripts lack innovation
and on that short leash, there's nothing you can do to me

my pack is sick like rabid rotts & pits
so dog, I wouldnt know nothing about poodle fleas

you should switch up from spoken turd to comedy
cause that shit right there....garbage like a trash can

I'll take you out "early in the morning" then "burn rubber"
my metaphors are "outstanding" like the Gap Band

I'm in a whole different class man
and its evident by what youve said thus far

that you fighting me is similarly
to the Dream Team vs. a pick up squad

in fact, you couldnt pick up a broad
if you had the hulk's biceps and a forklift

while my craft man, is to nut then bolt
and tell a bitch to keep it tight like a torque wrench

when I ask about you, all i hear are "whos?" like horten
fool, dont nobody ever check for you

all they said upfront, was you're a certified punk
with sugarwater running thru your ventricle

youre still light years from your pinnacle
trapped beneath the stratosphoere

I treat your lyrics like responses to your video
and say, "damn that shit is wack", "get the fuck up outta here!!"

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

Yo Lion, quit runnin your mouth.. Your shit-is-not-dope/
You gettin bent over like when dudes in prison-drop-soap/
This kid's-a-lost-hope, spittin garbage, that landfill-shit/
This Nashville-hick hit the Sicc & got his ass-killed-quick/
I drop at-will-wit spits that get ya charged like payments/
How much did you have to pay-Lynch to get down on that gay-shit?/
My lines laced-wit crack, cocaine, make you take-hits/
Didn't wanna say-shit, but this gay-hick stays-with fake-dicks up his anus/
I'm just sayin.. I keep it real, so the truth is how I'm tellin-it/
Only reason they'd say you "hella-sick" is cuz you like fuckin relatives/
Ol' hillbilly ass boy.. Say hello to Uncle Jed and cousin-Jethro/
There's nothin-left-fo' your sorry ass, just fuckin-let-go/
Me compared-to-this-punk? Haha, I'm tearin-him-up/
You uncreative bitch, even your name is generic-as-fuck/
Not to mention lame, you never came with anything mentionable/
Nor-credible, I force-fed-this-dude my lines, but yours'-edible/
So no need to force it, I chew up your whole rhyme-scheme/
With~ease, bitch~please, knock you out your cowboy boots and tight-jeans/
I write-these verses quick, while your ass typin-chapters/
Supplyin-laughter, but that aint a good thing, come try-the-master/
This Lion-bastard cannot rap, he's whack, and matter-fact-this../
Sorry ass-kid is in here tryna explain what a battle-rap-is/
When he can't even do it himself, please, save-the-bullshit/
Cuz your shit aint just a little gay, you take-the-full-dick/

 

[SEVENOSEVEN]

Lion so weak, i come wit mo heat-then-a-oven
hillbilly freak, u probly sleep-wit-ya-cousin
ya dad n ya grandfather-is-the-same-man
when i spit, manslaughter-is-the-gameplan
u cant deny my rap-hotter-then-a-flame-man
u think u got-some-skills u must be poppin-pills
u must be crazy like a bitch tryna jog-in-heels
thas on god-farealz, Lions like "ooh, i jus got-the-chills"
my flow so sharp it can pop-ya-wheels
my flow leave u paranoid to the point u cant sleep-at-night
youll be havin suicidal thoughts u wont be thinkin-right
put a gat to ya dome hold the trigga and squeeze-it-tight
dont even say shit u not fuckin wit me
you on some gay shit, stop suckin dick G
fuckin silly faggot, dicks are for chicks
u a filthy maggot, snitch, n a bitch

 

[Ironic Commando]

i throw my punches with a running-hop...stunning-cops// straight dummy-rocks...that boy is not dope// they gave him soap on a string..but he said "fuck it" dropped everything including the rope//as much as he spoke...he talked shit but didnt address me// as if im not to be spoken to directly// boy im god...you dont need to see me to receive a blessing// take precaution...this could get messy//...i got a pet runt lion named betsy who thinks shes good for texting// but her style is dryer than turkey jerky breast-meat with no dressing// no peace where you're resting....i'll murder you with a versatile verse or two// push out your casket as i reverse the hurst on you// against me...its an industrial super oven verses-a-church-of-jews// i thirst-for-brews that witches use for cursing-crews// bursting-through your rhyme scheme and paper-structure...treating it like a young female in your fam...abduct her...tape-and-duct-her...rape-and-fuck-her...and spray bloody jizz till my nuts hurt// should have never opened-your-mouth...i kick rhymes so fat...my feet got copious-gout..and i stuck'em-in crushed-your-chin...controlling-the-bout// treat'em like futons when i folding-him-out// my rhyme are walter payton on daytons..that how i roll-on-the-south

 

[BETO916]

IC, glad to see you comin thru on the regular again

 

[Ironic Commando]

lion...im waiting for those killer 4 bars you could drop...assuming you have the ability


unless...of course...you're lyin'

dip into those archieve of yours. i can do that too. i got more gems in storage than scrooge McDucks weight room

 

[unseenone]

My brain is sick, it’s insane when I rhyme and spit
You mother fuckers should quit before I end you quick
Hollow tips through your ribs would have you my bitch
You pussys speak of sicc but I ain't even begun shit
I lay it on thick to paint a detailed picture of your future
Have you, your crew, and female getting ready for Lucifer
Quit bitchin tricks, it’s what you get for posting this bullshit
187 on this faggot sevenoseven is what I think I’ll begin with
Listen close I’ll make incisions in your skin with precision
tears drip down your face when you see me just grinnin’
you start spitting as I twist blades through your innards,
i'm hearing you whimper, begging me to just kill you quicker
You getting bitter? come back at me with some real craft
I’m passing you, it’s now your friends turn to feel my wrath
Fatal nightmares you act hard but truthfully you're a joke
You’re whole crew I’ll smack, from Beto to Ironic commando
I’ll even be nice and let D. Needlez bitch ass watch the show
As i inflict wounds on you ho’s that most don’t dare to imagine
Line you all up in rows choking you one by one slowly gasping
You speak of nightmares fatal I’ll show you what sicc is bitch
When I stick a switch blade through your throat it's the end kid
Beto you my favorite, talkin loud when all that is in you is bitch
You must be proud knowing you can’t back half the shit you spit
All that talking will have you a dead man walking in the 916


I'll battle all of you...each and every one of you. Show me some shit

 

[Dirt E. Needlez]

now im reading a lotta men confessin to a crime they never commited
how many time do I have to tell ya that you cant bullshit a bullshitter

you packin a clip.... loaded up with hollow tip dreams you wish were true
dont know how to keep it true, there holes in ya story that i can see right thru

i know im right about ya type, and you aint gonna like it.... when prove it
leave you standing there looking stupid, tryin to recover from this lyrical loogie

spit dead in ya face........ aimed from point blank range
complete disentegration of the target.... with nothin left for them 2 investigate

without a trace, no DNA, no one that'll ever say they saw me here
quickly disappear,all the evidence is erased once my browsers history is cleared

and by trial of your peers, you are hereby sentenced quick, to absolute banishment
your a complete embarasment, the truth hurts and its clear you cant handle it


im dismantling, this plastic imitation .....of what claims to be a lion
leave em stunned from the way I suprise em, outsmart Voltron and hog tie em


let be real, nobodies dyin behind the lies that you writin
and the killa is about as real as the idetity that you use for ya sign in


Aint none of ya'll riding i dont know why you tryin to even play the role
really i just feel sorry for dude so ima let it go....

 

[unseenone]

I heed the truth then speak it straight to you
Try seeking it dude it might just give you a clue
That there’s no need to hide who you really are
Keep thinking you’re sly that lie won’t go too far
Don’t act surprised when I start taking you apart
Making it known from afar how fake you really are
It must be hard being the bitch hiding what really exists
Trust I bombard this shit there’s no lying in what I present
if you see right through me disclose the holes in my story
no I’m not ridin but I’ll be quick to dispose you don’t worry
tonight was amusing but this ho has no glory he’s boring
a disgrace to the game needlez you’ve got crowds snoring
I know my place today people I’m not once fake or phony
you bring the upheaval with your deceitful claims homie
bitches like you are always begging for glory with some tale
It seems too your unsteady views divulge you false as hell
It’s me feelin sorry for you don’t misconstrue the truth I tell

 

[LionfromtheLake]

don't worry IC you and Fatal are gettin' your ass whipped next. I made your boys look awful, they still think rhyming tight is how you battle, they lost before they started, as you will, Gimme a sec I'm catching up in business been out of town.

 

[LionfromtheLake]

I'm amused at what your trying to do pathetically
secondly the less you get confused the better it'll be
few respect me but I definately give my view correctly
regretably the effort I leave measured you may never see


ain't no way in HELLLLLL! any of you are fuckin' with that!!

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

don't worry IC you and Fatal are gettin' your ass whipped next.

Yeah, I'll be waiting for that. :ermm:

I made your boys look awful, they still think rhyming tight is how you battle, they lost before they started, as you will, Gimme a sec I'm catching up in business been out of town.

Who are you to be giving advice on how to battle? I haven't seen one nice battle verse from you. You have shown absolutely nothing that would suggest you are worthy of giving advice to a beginner, much less trying to offer advice to those of us that have been battling for years.

You've placed yourself on a pedestal, as if your opinion is the only one that counts. You'll soon come to find that most people don't think like you do, and by no means does that mean you are right and everybody else is wrong.

By the way, if you really wanna battle, let's go audio. I don't know when I'll have enough free time, but I guarantee I will find some.

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

I'm amused at what your trying to do pathetically
secondly the less you get confused the better it'll be
few respect me but I definately give my view correctly
regretably the effort I leave measured you may never see


ain't no way in HELLLLLL! any of you are fuckin' with that!!

A few points must be made.. First, your rhyme scheme is garbage. I count two multi-syllable rhymes in 4 bars. FAIL. Second, the content is weak. You're basically just saying you think you're better than everyone (reason unknown), your view is the only one that counts and we can't even grasp your greatness. FAIL. So what exactly is it that makes you think those bars are so sick?

There is ABSOLUTELY NOTHING about those 4 bars that would even begin to suggest they are even any good, much less untouchable.

 

[FATAL NYGHTMARE]

My brain is sick, it’s insane when I rhyme and spit
You mother fuckers should quit before I end you quick
Hollow tips through your ribs would have you my bitch
You pussys speak of sicc but I ain't even begun shit
I lay it on thick to paint a detailed picture of your future
Have you, your crew, and female getting ready for Lucifer
Quit bitchin tricks, it’s what you get for posting this bullshit
187 on this faggot sevenoseven is what I think I’ll begin with
Listen close I’ll make incisions in your skin with precision
tears drip down your face when you see me just grinnin’
you start spitting as I twist blades through your innards,
i'm hearing you whimper, begging me to just kill you quicker
You getting bitter? come back at me with some real craft
I’m passing you, it’s now your friends turn to feel my wrath
Fatal nightmares you act hard but truthfully you're a joke
You’re whole crew I’ll smack, from Beto to Ironic commando
I’ll even be nice and let D. Needlez bitch ass watch the show
As i inflict wounds on you ho’s that most don’t dare to imagine
Line you all up in rows choking you one by one slowly gasping
You speak of nightmares fatal I’ll show you what sicc is bitch
When I stick a switch blade through your throat it's the end kid
Beto you my favorite, talkin loud when all that is in you is bitch
You must be proud knowing you can’t back half the shit you spit
All that talking will have you a dead man walking in the 916


I'll battle all of you...each and every one of you. Show me some shit

I normally like to explain my opinions and reasoning for having them, but in this case your shit speaks for itself.

YOU'RE WHACK.

 

[SEVENOSEVEN]

I'm amused at what your trying to do pathetically
secondly the less you get confused the better it'll be
few respect me but I definately give my view correctly
regretably the effort I leave measured you may never see


ain't no way in HELLLLLL! any of you are fuckin' with that!!

I GOT 4 BARS OF HEAT FO DAT AZZ BOOOYYYY

MY FLOW IS SICK LIKE AN EPIDEMY CUZ I SPIT-WIT-ACIDITY
IT HAS THE ABILITY TO GIVE THIS HICK-DISABILITY
YOU CANT GET RID OF ME CUZ IM FIT-WIT-AGILITY
ILL TAKE AWAY YA DIGNITY IM THE SHIT-IS-YA-FEELIN ME?

 

[R]

i am not a rapper

see what you need to do is go down to the beach and get yourself some sand
while i snap your mom back onto my dick with a rubber band
and your girlfriend was sucking my dick like a hoover
i cant think of a rhyme so i'll make up a word called roover
i'll murder you in the fog like human ass dog
and throw you head first into a fallen log
stare at the back of your own fucking head
dont let me into your kitchen or i'll steal your bread
and then grow a big moustache like homer's neighbour ned
i couldnt drive to work until the road was cleared
your mom's pussy hairs look like rick ross' beard
i had sex with your sister for a really long time the other day
my shot took longer to come out than an album by dr. dre
its not the end of april but its nearly may
you dont even know what to say

 

[Dirt E. Needlez]

sick like an epidemy?

 

[SEVENOSEVEN]

gyea mayne...look it up

 

[LionfromtheLake]

that's what I thought you can't fuck with that, that's self explanatory. By the way Fatal you faggot, it was free advice given to me by the best in the world I thought you would be open-minded enough to receive some information. Since you've been battling for years I'd love to go audio I will fucking rip you a new one, and I don't place myself on a pedistool I actually do what I say don't confuse these little net thugs for the real ma' fuckas like me. By the way don't worry about multi-'s worry about your career if you have one. All that tough talk will get you fucked up, plain and simple.

 

[LionfromtheLake]

keep hating your just sharpening your own swords lol