Simple idea behind this thread really no more than 8 lines try to be original and relivent. i'll start!

time to start some beef like a triple rodeo burger,
i know im better than the rest like tina turner,
but come back if you can try and diss me or poontang,
i'm sure i'll send you on your way like a boomerang,
so untill the next time when your return for more,
remember this.... your mums a whore,
no i swear it's truth shes been swallowin' rotten juice,
i saw her photo in a kings cross phone booth!

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ooh woo you were the 1,200th post


- ah she's a posh bird, she rhymed arse with class...

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hehehehe you deserve a sticker.

Jo I'm sure your a nice bloke
But yo I think your kindness is weekness
16 lines and you haven't choked
Yet your still supplying us with feaces
Can't ride with us thats cheeky, you'll bite the dust weekly
Clarke Gay-ble, unable, Gone With The Wind, BREEZY!
Coughin and queezy, crotch sopping with "wee wee"
O-Man the baby faced assasin, has you gasping, asking, "Please just leave me!"

fox I think you need to know I don't think anyone likes you
transparent ryhmes, the type people see right through
read you like a book, shook and nervous,desecrate your grave at your funeral service
you just blurt shit, like a horses mouth
everyones here's business is north, yours is south
of "course fucking, of course!" like Brick Top in snatch,
your tresspassing, get kicked off this patch
ref stop this match!, coz he's thrown the white towel in, fuck a full moon its a fox that is howling!

got nuttin on da flow of the eksimo

Its late so maybe I'm fatigued but I'm increasingly intrigued,
this idea that you've percieved, how can it be believed?
Its known an eskimo can roll but can an eskimo flow?
Judging by your rhymes bro, the answers clearly no.
So stick to what you know, go eat fish in your igloo.
You're impressing no soul, not even Pingu.
You'll be glad to know though my rhymes now finished,
best run home now I've left you diminished.

i get the point, so im a little billy no-mates,
gettin bullied left, right an centre but im not phased
i'm flowin over you like an asian tsunami
tectonic plate shake wen im in the party
i hate all this battling bollox with the mc
im gonna make a new thread, for productivity
theres already too much hate in this little planet
without all the mc's battling to grab it

ok...i just thought that i'd make a thread that doesnt consist of battles...as you can tell i cannot battle for shit. so if u jus wanna write lyrics without tryin to kill someone off then try this..http://www.dontstayin.com/groups/mc-developement
peace out anyways...bullies :P haha

fair dues.... this is just for a laugh though!

besides there has been some ill shit written on this thread and long may it continue!

bet the average joe sits down an rites notes,
he's checkin back through the battle an he's usin quotes,
why dont u jus write the shit that comes 2 ure head,
but this man is scared of all the shit thats been said,
id love 2 chill out but wiv this man i wont break bread,
im not quite like jesus but theres 1 thing i'll teach ya,
spitten harcore ryhmes like a gospel preacher,
tell me wen the beef cooks an u now i'l come meet ya

keirons gone bak to usin his old picture,
cus maybe girls think he looks like the bad man not the kid n more of a mister,
kid u been watchin 2 much sister sister,
rappin ure ryhmes like ure in a sitcom,
lovin my lyrix so u creme wen i drop the bomb,
u never come bak wiv a gud battle rap an u never come back at all,
wen i dont come bak on this shit its like iv got wivdrawl,
but then again ure jus another rat that u see chillin 'in da maal'.

i`ve gone back to the old photo, so what,
j-austin i will pop you easy like a spot,
listen to you, the beat you think drop,
but no, get back to smoking your pot,
you think your 50 cent, u aint been shot,
i spect you like c.i.d, work for the cops,
blast you down in one shot with my glock,
so spit some rhymes, and stop sucking cock.

walker ur shit i can spit better than u,
i dont need to write any lyrics u havent got a clue,
so go back home with your pen and paper, and go get a job you fuckin waster,
stop wasting my time with your with you "sister sister", youve been chattin to much you might get a blister, im off to work now so take it easy and write some new words cuz their god damn cheesey.

lol OOOHHH u luv all that walker

wtf...who`s walker??

j-austin

ah, i see.

smokin my pot?its bin bout a year since i had a hot rock,
u look like sum rudeboy who gets it 4 cock,
and dont start sayin i smoke the weed either,
that shit fucks u up so i took a breather,
now u no u love it cus my lyrix r cheesy,
but im afraid mark that ure mixin makes me queesy,
and u be like wat the fuck who's walker,
u shud no me by now im ure mothers stalker.

ello any cunt there

Gotta lose another stone then I'm back down to my perfect weight
And then I can walk about smug because I know I'll be looking great
Well all except for my face but then there's always the option for surgery
But until the day I can afford that I'll have to carry on looking like Declan Donnelly

once again my sides are splitting!