EPTFreestyle Rap Battle Thread - Page 4
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comabreaded
United States2166 Posts
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1tym
Korea (South)2425 Posts
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RiSE
United States3182 Posts
On January 02 2006 22:33 Chris.K wrote: I think I should so start an ohio rap battle up in here...  rise I sent u a pm hit me up on msn u live about 40 minutes away Oh, awesome | ||
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ieatkids5
United States4628 Posts
On January 02 2006 19:38 Smorrie wrote: broke the rubber, busted a nut up in your mother so how you feel about have another little brother nasty motherfucker, talking like a trucker snatch your bitch up out the truck smack her up and fuck' her always talk shit hot, smoking's all for tots see y'all can die, just for walking by, giving an awkward eye First part was nice, but the "just walkin by, giving an awkward eye" sounded like you stole some lyrics.  Possibly from eminem?? Hmmm??? Yes?? | ||
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sinsky
Zimbabwe36 Posts
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comabreaded
United States2166 Posts
On January 03 2006 11:32 1tym wrote: Hm.. the part about pgt points are edited out.. no longer available? o ya.. wtgay. | ||
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chrusher97
Canada807 Posts
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Broken.Mind
United States364 Posts
5555: yeah? ForSakeN: where you be? ForSakeN: i am lost w/o u cant u see? 5555: :o S5555: no i cant ForSakeN: come back to battle.net 5555: no 5555: cant 5555: :o ForSakeN: it is where we first met 5555: lol 5555: after my goons destroyed all ur turrets 5555: the ground once dry became wet ForSakeN: gj u just completed my blog for myspace 5555: lol ForSakeN: with tears... ForSakeN: NO!!! with urine 5555: with blood 5555: from the marines and goons 5555: and dust from tanks vults and zeals 5555: :o ForSakeN: gosh those things have no sex appeal 5555: :-D 5555: wet with tears for fear of death 5555: from the little zealot whose birth was fresh ForSakeN: and with one mighty last breath 5555: he gave in and fell into the depth ForSakeN: cry !! Curse you Guy And all of you army !! ForSakeN: Ima go run and tell my MOMMY! 5555: T.T 5555: u just crying "guy tried to robme" ForSakeN: DEPTH of nothingness that is the fate for all BW UNITS 5555: yet for nothing that is fate 5555: because nothing but war has been happening of late 5555: the marines just die and say "goodbye mate" 5555: (in australia) ForSakeN: please dont rhyme with fate ^^ ForSakeN: lol yea ForSakeN: so they do ForSakeN: no worries mate 5555: just one of many on this dark date 5555: all the supplies from the crate 5555: are fired from the tanks in the hour of late 5555: shots volleyed at a short rate 5555: just before their commander finishes the dinner on his plate | ||
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Protoss-Fighting
United States814 Posts
i look at the prize and realise its like 20 cents wtf? is going on here i expected something like 50 bux and a beer. so i just sat down 2 play for respect everyones here including mondi and ret. so i plug in my mouse make the comp similar to the 1 in my house. Snap back to the galaxy, oops their goes starcrafts falculty I take you to the starcraft game (doo doo doo duh) I'll say all the progamers name (doo duh de duh) Yo, i take testie reach all of them out, exspecially with my 80 apm thats wut im all about i micro with my 5 zeal, vs ur 2 lings and only loose 3 fo real. you just cant compare to the guy that can never win reaver reaver sair. im like super gosu name a gamer and i beat him to. Just give up i'll spam text rush you to put u to shame to make u misclick and leave the game yea.. thats how i usually win thats thew most respectaful vicotry in my life for aiur starcrafts desire is just better then any other its like a drug, keep'z u going no matter how long u play it will always keep showing some new game play, starcraft all the way its like a disease , or a plauge with all these wanna bee's there all so vauge just remember nH.GoDz, IS the 1 with the 80/200 rex and he'll still own you all! | ||
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denyo77
Barbados220 Posts
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FroST(TE)
United States909 Posts
fucking dark templar you fuck up my build order eat shit and go die. | ||
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kingcrime
2 Posts
game over before I even turned to the game, a flow as ordinary as my punches mundane, no new kicks or dope hoodie to hide in my shame, boarded the late train, hair still the same, as three years ago when I started chasing the flame, and I still haven't caught it, despite all the advances, seems I'd rather pace it then deal with the pain, no failed romances, no second glances, nothing won or lost despite numerous chances, I ask you what's so good about being a King, answering questions about every little thing, entertained by the jesters as they juggle and sing, rather sit on the side than pull every string, content to be a spectator than stand in the ring, feigning my interest in the lies that they bring, it's too much work to put up with so much fake, rather to just give than wait for all the take, but this is just the calm before that break, try to stand firm while the earth crumbles and shakes, try to come to terms with the fact I'll never learn, my Sleeping Beauty will probably never wake, couldn't write lyrics close to Em or Aesop, not even experienced enough to name-drop, take out pad and paper, time to make this shit pop, having even finished a bar before I say "stop", that's just the way, as April turns to May, wave at my opportunities while they're passing away, a casket is made, never was very bright, so please just bury it in the shade, let me hide from the light, under a tree, for everyone to see, "here lies potential, who was never good to me", and on the stone write the epitaph in pen, the same pen that failed me, again and again, not good enough for Heaven, spare me "Amen", But tried to be fair, even at the end, Hell, I couldn't even properly Sin, So I'll sit here in purgatory, waiting for my morning glory, reborn again so I can try to finish this tragic story, can someone please play me an intro so I can believe, then quickly an outro so I can just pack up and leave, Fifteen minutes is a little too long for me to stay, give me a minute and I'll fuck up in every way, a cautionary tale of fail and what not to say, a dimming example of a star that never shot your way, but I'm still here, and I'll try pick up every part, that they tore to pieces right from the start, leaving me with no choice but to agree, doubt in my veins chased with insecurity, but you see I've found the key, the doorway to home, and I'll toss this key when I enter alone, I don't need to see their faces when I've finally blown, either as big as a Rockstar, or as blood hits the stone, either way, I knew I had given it my all, sometimes you wait and you'll never get that call, but the man on the edge who's willing to fall, the one who threw the dice, he's easier to recall, and standing there idle, only your reflection your rival, is while you and my waves will never be tidal, it's hard to make a splash when you never move around, and it's impossible to be lost when you never were found, so find the ambition, create your own mission, follow the Discussion and feign intuition, you use anything at your disposal to mend your condition, and escape the bars, or write your own bars in this prison, I for one find never a rhyme that isn't without a story behind, so this is the time, memento mori, escape from the dark, find morning glory | ||
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aokces
United States309 Posts
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Psychonian
United States2322 Posts
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Heartland
Sweden24580 Posts
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Poegim
Poland264 Posts
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Jealous
10108 Posts
Fast with some crass rhymes put you on blast. I'm zealous like Zealots, you're jealous of Jealous, Y'all fellas are hella soft, my rhymes hard n' ferrous. Dragoons dancing like ballet, your micro a square dance, Y'all loons prancing like chassé I leave you no fair chance. Storms from the sky blanketing ya forces top down, Worms from the ground are eating ya corpses you clowns. If you're Terran then just quit, my proxies are sick, Reaver tearin' up your shit, my moxie is thick. Dark Templar slashin' up Siege Tank tires, My exemplar bashin' of bases leaves 'em on fire. Cookin' Zergs with impudence, ball so large you can't contain, Lookin' like bergs of ice tryna keep up with my Bisu brain. Splashtoss at your doorstep knocking down your Sunk Colonies, Laptops in your homestead burning down from the sodomy. I salute my Protoss brethren but you too must perish, I take root in your base and send you packin to a parish, I'm the chosen of Aiur my control gets panties wet, Yours makes em drier than the straw at your funeral pyre. So let me break it down for you F rank scrubs, While you were in grade school chasing chubs, While you were watching DBZ, I was playing WGT, I'm under an Arbiter, you blind fools can't see me. *b-boy pose* | ||
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castleeMg
Canada758 Posts
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[AS]Rattus
427 Posts
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Trozz
Canada3454 Posts
Hit them with the 12 ling slam. Run-bys are good, fam. | ||
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