Post by vxwk on Nov 23, 2014 17:53:23 GMT
Quite a long rap battle RDT and I had on Skype. Who wins? You decide.
vxwk:
His name is RDT, 33,
He actually thinks he's quicker than me.
I backpacked him in the Multi-class,
Without me he'd be known as an easy pass.
RDT33:
Danny is a bloke
Living in the UK
He's playing and he's racing
Probably, every day
vxwk:
1v1 me and I'll end your career,
you must be bored of staring at my rear.
Did anyone tell you that Boondock is shit,
you need to stop talking about it.
RDT33:
Sittin in your room
Typing, feeling like a warrior
I'll kill you with the rap game
You'll wish that you quit way before
Danny Ward's a pussy
Looky, he's trying to act big
He knows he doesn't stand a chance
I'm quicker than the Stig
Aiming straight at Danny
He's the one in particular
I'll hit you like Mack trucks
So manslaughter's vehicular
vxwk:
Bitch you took so long to write that I've grown a beard,
Acting like your still known, mate your never feared.
Random's be like who is this RDT?
Ah well that's an easy win for me.
You use the word pussy to describe me,
the last time you saw one was back 2003.
Did I mention that is was your mommas,
she was showing it to the gangsters in the back of their hummers.
That's right your mum's a slag,
she'd have sex for a new handbag,
your shit at racing and you blame it on lag,
now pipe down you fucking fag.
RDT33:
Call me marky mark
Cause you’re a funky bunch o bitches
And the funny lines I’m spitting
Got your momma all in stitches
Keep acting like you’re big
When we already know
That your skin is whiter
than a Siberian snow
I’ll smack you with a broom
So everyone knows
That I swept you off the stage
Because honestly you blow
Telling me I get no pussy
When you’re sitting in your room
And I'll never back down
Til you're buried in your tomb
In fact you were destined to be buried
Since the day you left the womb
Cause you're softer than a tissue
And you're easy to consume
Danny word the baby
Thinking that he's won the fight
Putting him in his place
Is too much of a delight
If you thinking I'm going too hard on him
You're probably guessing right
But it's lights out for Danny
So everyone say good night
You wanna talk bout mothers
Then tell your mum to get off my dick
Because all head I'm getting
Is actually making me sick
She's a nice enough woman
And I'm glad she made the trip
But acting like a slag
Ain't gonna increase the tip
Just a tip
Don't go attacking someone's mum
It makes you seem illiterate
And even a little dumb
One day you'll realize
While sitting on your thumb
That I'm your fucking daddy now
And ima call you son
vxwk:
Damn bitch I'm surprised with you,
if you could rap like your race you'd be in my view.
The reality is your so far behind,
your presence never crosses my mind.
You say my skin is white as snow,
you're the palest cunt that I know.
So go ahead and close ryhmingdictionary.com
my lyrics are fresh and drop like a bomb.
Explosion,
Can you see the corrosion?
That's your reputation,
getting a deflation.
I can sense your frustration,
as get that common sensation.
And it's that feeling of failure,
you get it every day.
your nothing but a cunt
and that's all there is to say.
RDT33:
Danny just stop
Cause you’re never gonna win
I’ve already placed you
In the nearest rubbish bin
Using UK words
Make it easy to understand
You fookin bloody coont
Go chop off your fookin hands
They’re not helping you type gold
So why should they remain
And tbh Danny
I’m actually being tame
It’s unfair to you
That I threw you in the stew
Turned you into witch’s brew
Threw your momma in too
You don’t have to pretend
That you have any friends
Because in the end
You were done when we began
Danny please stop
Unless you are a masochist
Wouldn’t really surprise me
Since you freaky like a stripper is
Danny I’m done
Unless you want a beating
Cause I haven’t even started
I haven’t even started PRE-heating
There’s a spot in the back
If you want some extra seating
But I’ll be in the front row
You can watch your own defeating
vxwk:
You tell me not to rap in English,
but rhyming hands with understand is just a crime.
If your going to slate me I have have one wish,
at least pick words that fucking rhyme.
You can't race, rap, or even write,
the mere presence of me gives you a fright.
Stop talking about getting head,
you've never been with a woman in bed.
The truth is that I'm a lyrical genius,
I'm sorry that no-ones touched your penis.
I would send you some money via Paypal,
but your just a bitch, who's got no gal.
And where I'm from pal means friend,
you're nothing to me but a stupid bell-end.
If you want to come back for more that's fine,
but don't go sayin' I've crossed the line.
Everyone knows I'm far superior,
so just stop talking before your eyes get tearier.
vxwk:
His name is RDT, 33,
He actually thinks he's quicker than me.
I backpacked him in the Multi-class,
Without me he'd be known as an easy pass.
RDT33:
Danny is a bloke
Living in the UK
He's playing and he's racing
Probably, every day
vxwk:
1v1 me and I'll end your career,
you must be bored of staring at my rear.
Did anyone tell you that Boondock is shit,
you need to stop talking about it.
RDT33:
Sittin in your room
Typing, feeling like a warrior
I'll kill you with the rap game
You'll wish that you quit way before
Danny Ward's a pussy
Looky, he's trying to act big
He knows he doesn't stand a chance
I'm quicker than the Stig
Aiming straight at Danny
He's the one in particular
I'll hit you like Mack trucks
So manslaughter's vehicular
vxwk:
Bitch you took so long to write that I've grown a beard,
Acting like your still known, mate your never feared.
Random's be like who is this RDT?
Ah well that's an easy win for me.
You use the word pussy to describe me,
the last time you saw one was back 2003.
Did I mention that is was your mommas,
she was showing it to the gangsters in the back of their hummers.
That's right your mum's a slag,
she'd have sex for a new handbag,
your shit at racing and you blame it on lag,
now pipe down you fucking fag.
RDT33:
Call me marky mark
Cause you’re a funky bunch o bitches
And the funny lines I’m spitting
Got your momma all in stitches
Keep acting like you’re big
When we already know
That your skin is whiter
than a Siberian snow
I’ll smack you with a broom
So everyone knows
That I swept you off the stage
Because honestly you blow
Telling me I get no pussy
When you’re sitting in your room
And I'll never back down
Til you're buried in your tomb
In fact you were destined to be buried
Since the day you left the womb
Cause you're softer than a tissue
And you're easy to consume
Danny word the baby
Thinking that he's won the fight
Putting him in his place
Is too much of a delight
If you thinking I'm going too hard on him
You're probably guessing right
But it's lights out for Danny
So everyone say good night
You wanna talk bout mothers
Then tell your mum to get off my dick
Because all head I'm getting
Is actually making me sick
She's a nice enough woman
And I'm glad she made the trip
But acting like a slag
Ain't gonna increase the tip
Just a tip
Don't go attacking someone's mum
It makes you seem illiterate
And even a little dumb
One day you'll realize
While sitting on your thumb
That I'm your fucking daddy now
And ima call you son
vxwk:
Damn bitch I'm surprised with you,
if you could rap like your race you'd be in my view.
The reality is your so far behind,
your presence never crosses my mind.
You say my skin is white as snow,
you're the palest cunt that I know.
So go ahead and close ryhmingdictionary.com
my lyrics are fresh and drop like a bomb.
Explosion,
Can you see the corrosion?
That's your reputation,
getting a deflation.
I can sense your frustration,
as get that common sensation.
And it's that feeling of failure,
you get it every day.
your nothing but a cunt
and that's all there is to say.
RDT33:
Danny just stop
Cause you’re never gonna win
I’ve already placed you
In the nearest rubbish bin
Using UK words
Make it easy to understand
You fookin bloody coont
Go chop off your fookin hands
They’re not helping you type gold
So why should they remain
And tbh Danny
I’m actually being tame
It’s unfair to you
That I threw you in the stew
Turned you into witch’s brew
Threw your momma in too
You don’t have to pretend
That you have any friends
Because in the end
You were done when we began
Danny please stop
Unless you are a masochist
Wouldn’t really surprise me
Since you freaky like a stripper is
Danny I’m done
Unless you want a beating
Cause I haven’t even started
I haven’t even started PRE-heating
There’s a spot in the back
If you want some extra seating
But I’ll be in the front row
You can watch your own defeating
vxwk:
You tell me not to rap in English,
but rhyming hands with understand is just a crime.
If your going to slate me I have have one wish,
at least pick words that fucking rhyme.
You can't race, rap, or even write,
the mere presence of me gives you a fright.
Stop talking about getting head,
you've never been with a woman in bed.
The truth is that I'm a lyrical genius,
I'm sorry that no-ones touched your penis.
I would send you some money via Paypal,
but your just a bitch, who's got no gal.
And where I'm from pal means friend,
you're nothing to me but a stupid bell-end.
If you want to come back for more that's fine,
but don't go sayin' I've crossed the line.
Everyone knows I'm far superior,
so just stop talking before your eyes get tearier.