JJFP SOLO FREESTYLE BATTLE IV FINAL

[Da Brakes]

First and foremost, congratulations to everyone that particiated and a big well done to the two finalists!

Remember to READ the rules for the finals before you write your verse! They are a little different than previous rounds!

Best of luck to both of you!!

WILL IS ILL to spit 1st!

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[Mike]

Your rhymes are so sour it puts a bad taste in my mouth

Thats the reason im spitten out rhmyes raw like the dirty south

Its the final round and your the last person to die

Times running out, its time you say goodbye

Me, im a jersey boy ready to destroy you like a nuke

You gettin here, was a fluke after fluke

You aint nothin, just some dirt on my shoe

You wash off, when im a permament tattoo

Your style dont match like stripes and plaid

I'm the deal deal, your not even a fad

Cause your rhymes are more childish than a goody bag

Your so disgusting im starting to gag

You probaly rhyme with the dictionary on your lap

When people see my rhymes they start to clap

My rhymes are hard and yours are limp, son

You get booed off stage like were ashlee simpson

You should try something else, you got no talent for this

I insult you even when im not tryin to deal a diss

This guy's talking about history like is cool

Your just as useful as a car that has no fuel

I'm electric and charged to win

Your just cavity that im going to fill

When i got the drill and im gonna make you disapear

Rest of your days ill be the one you fear

Cause nobody likes to look like a fool

Your on my turf and im free to be cruel

You have probaly been planing this battle in advance

You beating me? Dont get your hopes up, there's no chance

You havent even posted yet and im tired of hearing your crap

Before you post you should really learn to rap

My rhyme's not over wait for the grand finale

You know i won, but we'll know when they take the tally

[Schnazz]

Damn Jersey boy, that's the best ya ever wrote

ya must been scared, to improve in just one stroke

Let me congratulate, on reaching mediocrity

With your try to get in, the Hip-Hop aristocracy

I'll give ya credit, you did get one thing right

Time's running out, but on you, my rhymes are tight

And it's apt that you rhyme about Ashley Simpson

While I rap 'bout Ali and Sonny Liston

Cuz I hit hard while you search for the right line

Your so last year, while my references span all time

Let me explain, cuz apparently you don't know

Kerouac’s a beatnik, the grandfather of the flow

Homer was a cat from seven hundred BC

He was one of the first to be an MC

Now your confused, so here's something you'll understand

Just a few lines, about a literary man

See Dick jump, jump Dick jump, see Dick run, run Dick run

See dick, trying to write, curse his own conception

Ya feel better? Seeing a rhyme made for the slow?

Now that that's over, I'm back to my regular flow

On the mic you sound as hip as a missionary

Claiming my rhymes where made with a dictionary

But they're not, you're just jealous is all it is

That you lack vocabulary to spit like this:

Unendingly spitten, meticulously written, I drop the funkiest flow

perpetually wily, rhyming so slyly, dodging the luckiest blow

continually winning, all the while grinnen, I've got extraordinary fame

beaten Ill down, that no talent ass clown, who's got just ordinary game

I'm terribly clever, gonna lose never, I am the wittiest son

verbally resilient, rhythmically brilliant, and I'm the prettiest one

Stanza by stanza, it's a rhyming bonanza, it's such an indelible feat

I'm ending the reign, of your despicable game, by dropping incredible heat

[Mike]

You think you can call me a dick and get away with it?

Your thinking your all that, when your just a sh!t

Wasting your time battlin, you let your best lines loose

When I save up mine and unleash abuse

Your not hot, you just left the lamp on

I'll stop your weak flow like I was a tampon

You think your so smart when you dont know a thing

My rhymes beat you bad like I had on a brass ring

Check your history book, homer was no MC

He wrote the Iliad and the odyssey

You shoulda been payin attention in class

Instead of starin at your teachers ass

That's pretty gross, 'cause your teacher's a man

Whatever a straight guy can’t do, you certainly can

Are you tryin to scare me? Is that your plan?

You think your black, but it’s just a tan

You’re just a noob, destoyin you will be a zip

You beat's so old you need a plastic hip

I'll spit so hard you'll hyperventilate you break your rib

Aw, little baby drooled on himself, he needs a bib

You wanna be tuff and act like slim shady

But I'll break your nose like marsha brady

Sorry mr. vocab but your rhymes arent meticulous

Putting them all in your rhyme, sounds really ridiculous

What are you tryin prove? That you know a few words?

When this guy right here doesn’t know the bees and the birds

I know that stuff cover to cover and im not braggin

Unsuccessful life my groceries you'll be baggin

You can’t beat me 'cause this battle is done

I'll give you ten seconds, that’s time to run

This battle is done and im not done with the gore

Don’t start your car, cause its strapped with C4

[Schnazz]

Wow Jersey boy, you're rhyme's have gone way down hill

I'm gonna be nice and help you out just a 'lil

I'm putting rhymes in my rhyme? Ya, you got me

Of course I am, I like when rap flow's nicely

But hey, at least you got a three syllable rhyme!

Though, come to think of it, half of that was mine

And good job googling Homer, stumbling across his lore

Ya found his great epics, but there is just a bit more

How about the Homeric Hymns, did ya come across those?

You must have missed 'em, they contain a lot of prose

I know this is complicated, so study with intensity

Homer was a POET, creating verse was his propensity

And ya know that music where they brag of being shot?

Even those folks are poets, whether you like it or not

But I can guess as to the source of your frustration

The words weren't English, it lost a little in translation

You should get Cliff Notes, to understand what I'm writing

A little work, and you'll know the folks that I'm citing

That was all fun, but something serious must be said

You should care less who the hell I have in my bed

I can just see you chatten with your boys later today

"Did you see that dog, I totally called him gay!"

What's wrong with you man, being gay ain't no diss

It don't mean sh!t, who a guy chooses to kiss

I know you're thinking "Oh, he must be queer"

Go ahead, as long as my lady's thoughts are clear

And what's your problem, trying to talk about my race

Man, you're a fool, creating that was such a disgrace

Let me share some wisdom, to try and save ya from sin

People are people, they're not defined by their skin

You should check your self on what you put in your rhymes

Next thing you know, you'll be out committing hate crimes

[Schnazz]

Good luck

[Bracesup]

You get booed off stage like were ashlee simpson

Now why do I find the line similar to someone else? :hilarious: :hilarious: