Hipforums -Rap Off Contest- who's mo-fxxxing rhymes would win here ?

Hipforums -Rap Off Contest- who's mo-fxxxing rhymes would win here ?

I'm suffering from multiple personalities today ( believing I'm a motherfxxxer in the Hood) and am wondering who here thinks they could win a "Hipforums Rap off"
ie who could write the best/ worst rap rhymes here?

The best and worst rap lyric writer wins a special prize.

So ,
Word up to my brothers and release dem rhymes.
The words that I gotta hear should be a motherfucking crime.
In da Hipforums Hood , I'ze the baddest and best.
So open up ya mouth and get da shit off ya chest.

Fuck .thats bad.Whos going first?

 

Hi, I am bird_migration
And I rock your nation
So for a celebration
I rape 78 virgins.

Motherfucker, bitch, ho.

 

Well I'd say Bird is in Silver Medal place .
Or should that be in Silver Pimp Poet MoFo Medallion place?

 

you already went first so that's a pointless inquiry
niggas all trippin' so i'll just write in my diary
about the last time i shoved my dick down your throat
throw pavel in water, nigga's so fat he'll float
i'm here on the net; i be bustin' mad rhymes
i'll rap around your bitch ass ten thousand times
forumers be up in my biddness again
talking 'bout my owning of ressotaspiksman

 

Yo check it...

I am an elite holy ass mofo...
I have more skillz in my deformed big toe...
Sheets are always washed with Tide..
Yeah, you know it fools, I just lied...
Because my sheets are dirty as hell...
That's why people hold their nose and scream, bitch you smell...
Rats live in my hair and that's no lie...
Sometimes when I uncross my legs all living things die...
Yo, this is my rap and you know dig it..
I take it to the streets and live it..

word...

 

Iminmeunderwear yo rhymes they's wack.
Me shootin all me jizz down ya grandma's back.
Mystic shoom yo'z me number 10 ho.
Ya crab crawling pussy makes me rhymes start ta flow.
Mi'Inmyunderwear yo aint never be a pimp.
So check da batty's forum , where they'll let u be the gimp.
Mystic yo's mi sugar.Mystic yo's mi sweet.
Angel pussy girl , lick the corns on me feet?

Mi cruising down da forums.Mi cruising down the threads.
Say I'ze Wordmaster-General.Or I'ze pop u wid some lead.
Increase da peace homies...

 

:smilielol5:
Hahaha... And you even gave a shout out to my crabs!

 

Wasnt sure whether this was gonna descend into online drivebys ..: )
Who thinks this Rap Off could descend into a Tupac v Biggie style word war?LOL

 

Hi ...

I like pie.
I had a budgie but it died.

yeah thats all I've got so far.

 

Nigga nigga nigga,
Nigga, nigga.
Nigga nigga,
Nigga nigga nigga.
Nigga nigga nigga.
Niggggga.
Nigga nigga.
Nigga nigga.
What?

 

Off the head or pre writtens? Like you guys could tell anyway but, I'm no cheater

 

I'm sicker then you fools
I have rhymes that is surgical.
A knife slice from a fight
in the fog in the middle of the night,
like two illegals and theys
drunk on mad dog.


You must remember I'm better
Slumber under the summer sun,
on a bed of lettuce, style, I'm dead,
like guile energy kenetics of motion,
only lunatics get the notion.


One day you may write a poem
with done words like death ray, foam
out your mouth, in a stealth way, I dont sleep,
try to compete, you may need a sick day.

 

Meh here's an old one titles Same Night Pull

Double D cups
Just, one of her features
Lust, I wanna beat up
Bust, nutts call me Skeeter
Valentine Roger Klutz Doung Funny
I'm after mine when I rip the guts she's cummin' fa me
Lovely
I just fuck 1 time
On time
1 night only
Then I leave her lonely
Aye
No ceremony
And no alamony
She wants me to stay
But i tell her no way
Jose
And I know that the girl wants to be with me
But that ain't something that The Biznis needs
I must be free
So you can't have me but please take my apologies
Cuz I want a 1 night stand
Gotta understand
I just can't I cannot be your man
Damn
No I can't I cannot hold you hand
Ma'am
But it's alright
Cuz I'll be your dick for the night

 

ya'll rap fast
but i rap faster
listen to my words
and kneel down for your master

 

that won in my opinion.

 

Hyphy's and Openess are interesting.
Who's next?

 

Ay yo I lounge in sweatpants gripping my glock
Cuz when dudes come through they dont even knock
Busters run through my backyard, duckin the cops
And I just sit there cheifin and crushing my rocks
Niggas jaws hang in awe, bitches fall and bloods drawn
To the floor as my rhymes start shattering walls
Havin ya crawl like babies as ya veins burst and pour
Brains explode when I automatically spit one bar
So shut the fuck, bunch of hippys and fucking jokes
Ya'll smell like shit and you ryhems is straight pre-wrote
Cant even bust a free and ya'll tree is beat smoke
I cause bodies to decay and fake thugs keel over and croak
My wizardy on the mic is like seeing the Light
Of coming home and finding Jesus Christ banging ya wife
I praise Allah and pray for deliverance of the Middle East
Im a reincarnated beast demon who came to unleash
Some prohpectic verses so deep it melts preists and sheikhs
Burns for weaks shatters teeth and buries the meek
Ye shall inherit the wrath of my disciples
Blowing up churches and temples is what make me delightful
And Im just libel to grip up a Bible
And start mowin cats down with a semi automatic rifle

 

Madonna rap in the hizzouse!

"American Life (American Dream Remix)"
(feat. Missy Elliott)

[Intro: Madonna + (Missy Elliott)]
Do I have to change my name? (Uh)
Will it get me far?
Should I lose some weight? (Uh)
Am I gonna be a star?

[Verse 1: Missy Elliott]
Missy and Madonna boy, ain't nothin' better
Hotter than fat bitches dancin' in a sweater
Madonna am I okay skinny or fatter
When I rap on this track *sniff* all I smell is cheddar
You and I together, yo' we're tougher than leather
Make pop artists scatter when we talk chit-chatter
It really don't matter what time of day or weather
Or who's ass really fatter, my kadunk-kadunk badder
A rap so sick, won't stop, won't quit
All on my dick, like my name was 50 Cent, G-Unit!
I come with the heat, see my hits
Sound so sweet, Missy ain't pissy
Is you dizzy, is you with me
Tip me when you see me, 'cause you tryna get with me
Madonna bring the drama, oh mama that's trauma
Tougher than armor for your papa and your mama

[Verse 2: Madonna + (Missy Elliott)]
I tried to be a boy, I tried to be a girl
I tried to be a mess, I tried to be the best
I guess I did it wrong, that's why I wrote this song
This type of modern life, is it for me?
I'd like to express my extreme point of view
I'd like to express my extreme point of view
(A Madonna exclusive)
So I went into a bar, looking for sympathy
A little company, I tried to find a friend
It's more easily said, it's always been the same
This type of modern life, is not for me
This type of modern life, is not for free
Do I have to change my name? (C'mon)

[Chorus: Madonna]
American life (American life)
I live the American dream (American dream)
You are the best thing I've seen
You are not just a dream

[Verse 3: Madonna]
I tried to stay ahead, I tried to stay on top
I tried to play the part, but some how I forgot
Just what I did it for, and why I wanted more
This type of modern life, is it for me?
Fuck it
Ah, fuck it
Ah, fuck it
Ah, fuck it
Ah, fuck it, uh-huh

[Chorus]

This is, a Madonna exclusive
This is, the American life, fuck it

[Verse 4: Madonna Rap]
I'm drinking a Soy latte
I get a double shoté
It goes right through my body
And you know I'm satisfied
I drive my Mini Cooper
And I'm feeling super-dooper
Yo they tell I'm a trooper
And you know I'm satisfied
I do yoga and palates
And the room is full of hotties
So I'm checking out the bodies
And you know I'm satisfied
I'm digging on the isotopes
This metaphysic's shit is dope
And if all this can give me hope
You know I'm satisfied
I got a lawyer and a manager
An agent and a chef
Three nannies, an assistant
And a driver and a jet
A trainer and a butler
And a bodyguard or five
A gardener and a stylist
Do you think I'm satisfied?
I'd like to express my extreme point of view
I'm not Christian and I'm not a Jew
I'm just living out the American dream
And I just realised that nothing
Is what it seems
What it seems (C'mon)

[Chorus]

[Outro: Missy Elliott]
This is the American Life, FUCK IT

 

Wtf? You supposed to make up your own lyrics Amanda haha

 

what the hell is that, is that really a song that's out...Madonna still popin' out those hits like she's stealing babies...