Rap Battle

Hell Yeah I Know What To Do
I'm Back For Round Two!
Last Rap Battle Got Deleted Cause I Was Super Good
You Challenge Me? I Wish You Would
I Hope You're Prepared For What's Coming
Cause I Still Hold The Crown And The Ring
You Are Just Wondering What To Write Next
To Try And Become Better Than Me
Ha I'm Still The Best
I'm The Only One Holding The Key
I Mean Give It A Rest
I Know You're Going To Flee
I Will Slay Your Whole Entire Life
And In The End You Will Cry
Wishing You Weren't Even Alive
But At Least You Tried
Hey Haters Thanks For The Fame
You Say You're Taking It To The Next Level
Its About Time You Stepped Up Your Game
And Stop Being Such A Rebel
I'm Not The One To Be Messed With
And You're Still Messing With Me If You're Messing With Her
I Will Get My Revenge You Stupid Bitch
And I'll Make Sure You Get What You Deserve
You're Joining JCdC's Haters Club
To Me Y'all Are Just My Waiters
Thanks For All The Love
Y'all Dumb Haters
Always Being Together
But We All Know It Won't Last Forever
This Is Just The Beginning
And I'm Already Winning
iAMJCdC

Since last time you heard me, I've been giving you nightmares
Because my raps were so beastly, of me you stay aware
Aware I could take you down, call me Jaws
Because Im just "hell yeah" and y'all a bunch of "naw"s
And they come back to play, despite my monsterous verses
Bringing little barbies, grabbing little purses
You still playing doll, a kid, who knew?
But i never play, i pay, new shoes
stiletto, you let go, im cooling my heels
you bitches really dont know how good winning feels
to be able to call up marc jacobs and order a pair
custom made zanottis made my career
cause ill be styling one way or another
looking like an angel, you looking like your brother
no sweat, no sweats, i prefer something richer
maybe some louis to wear in this picture
comment ca va? ca va malade? *this means how are you, are you sick in french*
Is that why all you bitches so mad?
is it envy, desire behind first sight
Awe for my glory, my stature, my might?
Is it cause I could crush these rappers with my fingernail?
Check my junk, its from you, just got mail
Cause im starting to yawn, your raps are putting me to sleep
you could sell it to sleeping pill addicts for cheap
cause you wont be making mula with this kind of joke
you clowning up the forum, im the bullet you're the smoke.
You're monotone, and I'm the electrical beat
And I just won the battle, but it wasn't quite the feat.

~ClancyLovesNicki~

only one reply cause y'all are feeling my shit
pretending like you think you're better, you're just counterfeit
Im sitting here laughing, popping rose on the throne
You could kiss the ground at my feet just like I own
O-O-Own your soul, because I can be the devil
Still I hate Illuminati, I prefer to be a rebel
Knee high leather boots, a motorcycle and a pistol
And when I'm driving by my beats will hit you like a missile
Step your verses up, but they'll never be at my level
You rock your wittle candy rings, I'll be wearing some hard metal
I mean Mattel, because I'm on my Barbie game
See the letters on the box? Well bitch, thats my name!
But I'm the kind you can't play with, Holiday Edition
Because I just have to focus on my mission
To keep on top of this war, upgrading to seargent
You tumble dry bitches better keep some detergent
Although you know, you don't need to get any softer
Brain up doe, grab the "Bad" book out of your locker
Because you just got schooled, you're getting detention
While I get the boys, the clothes, and all the attention.
~ClancyLovesNicki~

Your a F*ckni hoe a b*tch a c*nt and your done
you can go cry and suck your little thumb
you think you da shit but really you just dumb
you a stupid ass skank who dresses like a bum
you talk shit but you can't back it up
its nicki all day so shut the f*ck up
you wanna say sometin' say it so we can hear
bring your a-game like mike grier
take it to the ice and i'll show you who's boss
its me i am roman and i'll cut you like cloth

Didn't think I'd be back then you must be stupid,
I've been reading these raps and they all are foolish,
I tried to give y'all some time to step up your game
But it sucked so bad that the bitch nearly came,
--back from the dead, I start rising like smoke, Secondhand chokin',

I don't see why you even bother with this,
you stumble through raps 'cause you'e still toddler-minded,

You're just learning the game,
Now you wanna top a bitch always saying my name
You should feel privileged but you can't even spell that shit,
It's French, hun, try again, reverse that, stick-shift

--I see you calling me out,
Bitch please, keep yelling while I keep climbing the mount.
Everest, I'm the highest,
Better than you'll ever be and I break defiance,

Label me your master,
Cause I'm always schooling all you little hoes and bastards,
Do you hear me laughing?
I'm mocking you're shit talk, cause it all sounds trashy
I keep that shit classy,
If you're gonna match up to me
At least stick the key in the Lamborghini

Ignition, you just turned on,
I'm already driving while you're still stuck in park
Hit-ball home run,
Baseball seasons over Red Sox 6-1

I just blew your mind,
No, I'm not Lewinsky but I can keep you high
Get drunk from my raps,
It's so good that nicotine couldn't beat my shit
I am that bitch,
Wanna try me, first, trick, get off my dick,

All you, wenches, so thirty
All over me, babe, Splash, cool yourselves, control please,

Cause I'm not Santa,
I don't just give out my shit but you can be my elves
Though your raps still lame as hell
But the blind can lead themselves,
I'm done helping you, fails

You riled up yet, hoe?
Good, that means you finally caught some of my flow,
Flu, sicker than all y'all, cough-cough
Well, ya know
It's going down, Yung Joc


*dimple shrug*

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*Muwah!* *Muwah!*
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"They'll hate you if you're pretty. They'll hate you if you're not. They'll hate you for what you lack and they'll hate you for what you go

Bottoms up Bottoms up,
Put the bottle down
Everybody know that i'm the baddest b*tch up in this town
i'm a little tipsy everything is spinnin' round
and if i take another shot, i'll be rollin on the ground

paparazzi swarmin they filmin' and takin pics
so i just flash em', and show them both my tits
i'm out of control throwin glasses and kickin ass
theres really not that much to hide, i'm not made out of no glass

I'm a big baller, got plastic in my *ss
so when they ride me they be gettin whiplash
i be gettin rich gettin money by the duffels
and if you gettin married get a dress and get some ruffles

everybody jealous say i'm fake, obnoxious too
but i dont really mind, i'm electric pikachu

My name is Roman i'm a b*tch a c*nt too
and it your ready to minaj, i'll take you down to hell TOO!
I just had an epiphany i need to go to tiffany's

Wow,
I didn't know y'all were on some whack shit
All these rhymes so lame talking about how yall slick shit
Stop talking back, bitch
You must've learn from Kim cause you crackin and ain't shit
Saying your back on your rap shit
Your lyrics so old they can rot and sink-ship

Titanic, you're going down alone
You're drowning in your words sounding like a clone
Stealing my shit, trynna make it sound like your own

But I run this game,
You can't get to my state cause y'all sounding the same, lame

You're not hard enough yet,
Pauz, you talk water but ain't gettin' nothing wet

Pauz again,
let me stop,
I got some other things I could do then listen to y'all
Yet, I'm feeling sorry for ya
So I decided to give you something to keep you floatin'

Lifesaver, I'm a hero
While you still at the bottom sipping coke-zero
I'm downing champagne
Cheers to me, baby, because I own this game


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*Muwah!* *Muwah!*
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"They'll hate you if you're pretty.
They'll hate you if you're not.
They'll hate you for what you lack and they'll hate you for what yo

does your pride feel wounded tryna sell those lines?
that was lame, it was whack, sour as a lime
Bet it made you grit your teeth rather admit defeat?
it would be much less painful this time
So while I start to dose over your lack of flows
I guess I may as well reply
Although there isn't much left to say because your words just aren't near mine
Yawning, I type fast, quick reaction to this mockery
You must be baked, I guess my words supplied the crockery
Feeling ill? Well I'm guessing I'm much sicker
You lost your mind, your verses cheap, reduced price sticker
But nobody wants to buy this crap, this is just a bore just a bore
And my words arent a comfort, I told you all before
You seem to lack energy, but even red bull won't give you wings
You're never fly, your lines just lie, you never even enter the ring
You never even put on the gloves, unless we're talking mittens
And it seems that most of you are softer than some kittens
Your a slave to your stupidity, all you can do is bake
But you got no rolls, got no cookies, and certainly got no cake
What's it like to have no purpose, a barbie missing your limbs
You try to make up for it, writing down this crap knowing you cant win
Your flow is disabled, you can park in the handicaoped spot
Your lines six feet under, so dead I can still smell the rot
But I shovelled over it, febreezed the stench out of the air
Gone is the verses that were written without care
So I settle back in, sipping on my gin
Because in the words of Nicki, all I do is win.


~ClancyLovesNicki~

You keep speaking as if I can hear you from here
You're so far I need a telescope to see you, light years
I know you're hating I can feel you radiating from here
I'm like the sun you revolve around me, my dear

I am better than you'll ever be
But you keep trying be like me

I'm too top game, top shit, better than you
You're so, old news, back wash, nasty and prune

Yea, boo
You can try all you want but you already lost
I'm already on top, I am the boss

I would continue with this but I don't want hurt your feelings
You know bitches get sensitive and can't handle the real things
Yea, I'm calling out your fake shit
Keep saying you're the best but you copy and take shit
Damn, do you need to refuel?
Thinking no one notice when you sound like a fool

Oh
I'm tired of your repeats
You wanna be hard bitch,
well first off, you gotta grow some balls, trick
Gets some originality and get off the same beats, leech

Hop off that train, bitch,
you just going the same way and getting as worse as Kim did
Now don't go getting offended
You a Nicki fan and I am too and that's splendid
But that don't make you the top bitch
That just makes you one step above being some lame shit
So let's get reacquainted
I'm the Queen's love and you're the slave, trick

Color you purple,
Blue, yellow, pink stick with your own trick circle
Anywhere else you're squared, Spongebob lyrical,
tired, frail, and terrible

You might need to relax
Take a bath
Cause you got a little dirt where I stomped on your ass

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*Muwah!* *Muwah!*
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"They'll hate you if you're pretty. They'll hate you if you're not.
They'll hate you for what you lack and they'll hate you for what you got."