Spit Ya Game

Oh **** another Brit joined the game
Too bad that like the rest of them he's lame
He tried to be romantic but sounded like ****
This is rap not poetry so know what to spit
His name is Foxy and he's a mod
Too bad that nobody will add his songs to an iPod
But that boy is trying so just nod and aplaud
I was warming up at the beggining but my competition grew
It feels like the Hallocaust and I am the Jew
If I'm the Jew then that makes you the Nazis
And that means that you guys will go down against us Americans because we are real O.G's

 

I dont need to see you, i can see your eyes through your words crook,
I can read what you're thinking, like your name is face-book.
Bebo or Twitter; basically you're a funny critter
I'll keep showing you my glitter til finally you'll admit a quitter
'cause look trick, i can happily say i'm sicker then vomit
You're just a dry heave, don't even get anything from it
I can tell it's true, 8 lines will do, and hate will come from you
But though I've got no problem with Bono, I sure hate U2 (you too).

p.s im a genius.

 

Why do you have a picture of Usain Bolt?
Are you trying to compare yourself to him because he shocked the world like thunder jolt?
Rap against me and you will sink just like a boat
You can't penetrate me cause I'm surrounded by some type of moat
You talk about Startrek like some nerdy Treky
That let's me know that you are nerdy and twenty
Why do you say that I'm dying and that I need a coffin
You say that you have more to spit and I know that you are bluffin
What's a matter are you getting beat by an American
Don't worry it happen once so it can happen again
Nobody cares about you guys it's like you are ugly twins
You are just hating that it's uninvetable that I'm gonna win

 

Just thought I'd quote these 2 posts to show you how you pretty much can't fuck with us
p.s Bliss come back kthx.

 

You just cancer son, clearly there's no need to run
'cause im freestyle chemotherapy, wait where has all your hair gone?
Thing, is that you're giving it your best shot
But I can keep my head up with whatever life throws in this pot
Good hand or bad, throw the chips in and hold'em texas
Just play and hope that we're not vodka and God necks us.
Dominance, confidence, key aspects to being your sex; must
be a part of this game just like the world expects us.
I'm rhyming absurd words you heard?, call me King Wiired the third
'cause I interfer'd like a nerd, to slay the 1st and 2nd peasant bird.



yeah I just went off on a tangent..

 

Wooaah, this is still alive. What, Nicky came back with the attack?

Wait a minute, that rhyme doesn't count does it?

 

I'm just in no mood for rapping :/

 

What did I tell you hey? Don't make me ban you boy.

 

I quit this game.

1st. I felt that it was more than 1 person vs me.
2nd. I didn't get support from anyone.
3rd. The only thing in my mind is that girl and I can't think of rhymes.

It's a shame how I'm out of this game
Because a cute girl made me feel so lame
Her name is Alicia
I have nothing else to say so see ya

 

King Wiired is the WINNER.

chea.
I'll do a victory lap/rap later.

 

Double-you, double I, read (W-ii-red) into how to beat you kid
I just spread my mind open didn't even have to lift your lid
Further than it did, forbid the thought of you being the winner,
'cause you're rhymes were getting thinner weren't even worth munching on for dinner.
But seeing-ya, giving it a go, fair play you tried,
Although you were at the alter and I clearly just stole your only bride
Which was your pride; well, I'm sorry it's mine now.
So step aside, this safari bids the lions to my feet to bow
And how did you lose, well it was clearly cause you were a free native,
You probably can't even pronounce Wiired - I'm that creative.

 

****, this thread was active again and I missed it?

I wanted to try and throw a verse down but I'm not coming up with ****, school stuff is cloggin up my mind, can't think of anything to freestyle about. Anyone wanna give me a theme?

 

Haha, saturday morning cartoons...

Well **** son, I'll tell you what's holding me back,
These damn online classes makin me wanna spark some crack.
Global business on my mind, this shits makin me furious,
So sorry if I trail off cause im feelin a bit delirious.
I've got the organizational skills of an apple,my **** is all mixed up
When I try and throw my kicks off I end up buyin six pups
From the hoe down the street cause she givin up for free,
Yeah that might not make no sense but hey fuck you b.
I'll say what I want, and you wont be able to stop it
When it comes to lyrics I'm more stuffed than a hot pocket
Try and keep it all inside my lyrics still be leakin out
Makin you gooey and wantin more than a thousand pounds
Cause you can't get enough of my incredible stuff
So I'll keep spittin it out, right on yo face Hillary Duff

.... Yeah that probably made no sense. But like I said, fuck you.

 

Lmao. Only just saw you posted a verse! I'm off out in a bit, expect some sort of response later

 

Best thread.

 

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