I come into the scene looking crazy, I'm the illest,
I'm here to stack up on my motherfuckin' hitlist.
Being the top rapper looks to be on your wishlist,
well here's a tip, smoke, step one, learn to speak English.
I'mma make you cry and run home dramatically,
and while you lay in bed, learn to improve gramatically,
my rhyme style is gonna make you burst in flames magically,
give you a headshot like Bin Laden, tragically.
If you were a train, you just slid off the railway,
don't worry, I'm here to put you in your stalemate.
I'm everywhere at once, you can't just break away,
that be suicide, homie, come and take me with your melee.
I'm the top dog so you better fucking make way,
try to reply to this shit, you'll just take the bait, mate.
You must be delusional, trying to fucking stay great,
crazy ass pussy you were never great in the first place.

"Let RJ come through, watch what he do. He goin to chop you up and throw ya ass in the dumpster, a trash fool like ya ain't got no poshure. Step up the plate and throw them hands, unless ya aint bout dat life and not a man. Bring ya crew, i'll bring mine. Wana get strapped, that's tsr8 up fine. Let me pick up a mac, and cock it back. Shoot it out n dats a fact, cause RJ is real now and he ain't playin no pussy games. -LiLRJ"

all of you suck, I am a signed rapper.

Crap hacks backing slack words
Attacking only getting hacked
Stack lacking rat herds
Thinking they can rap
Dropping fiction over facts
Trying to bring on the hurt
Thinking they've come packing
The heat with*a verse as*
Manly as*a Louis Vuitton purse
I'll bring you kids back to
Your families in a black hearse
With my lines just as half assed
As this next person in line
And personally it doesn't matter
What your background is
Up against artillery as heavy
As mine I'll leave dumbfounded
Dumbstruck and shit out of luck
Like a sitting duck in the iron
Sight of the hunter blowing
Wide your immobilized mind

RiftBank

Goin back into the scene be rappin like crazy
Take a hike bitch you have no real friends
mate you act like you have a gf are you really
That lonely? I will open the gate of hell and suck
you into it! I just got started and I tell you fucker
I will make you so scared you may not even
comeback to rap aganist me I never cared
about you RiftBank guess how many clans you got

SAINTS

SAINTS AGAIN

MARINES

UBER
Especially the fact you left 2 of these clans to die!
They all died! don't lie to yourself RiftBank, or should I say DEAK you already reached your peak come on give up you will never live to be a real rapper you will also never have a life, you have 5 children you say? Get the fuck off of toribash dude and care for them instead of being on this game acting like you are a boss your lame you have loss come on you are only just a JOKE!

For all of you folks bring it on I will own you like how I just owned deak


DONE

Oh yeah I forgot about someone too..

TORIBUSH

Quit it because your luck is about to run out
You are fighting Lush now I ram people
LIKE A TRUCK when I get on the mic
People can tell when things are about to go wrong
I can do this I know this will be long you are skilled
But not skilled enough I already killed Deak on the stage!
once I win this rap battle you will rage about your defeat
Let's turn up the heat now...


I got no respect I have a mind of my own
I am kind in toribaash but when rappin I tear apart your dream
Oh dear did I hurt you? I dont
care I am gonna be really fair right here, let's see if you can
Comeback now because I was looking for a battle for you
But you turned it down you have one last chance
or else I WIN
riftbank: 5/10

toribush: 8/10

*sniff sniff*
What's that smell? Smoke is coming out your ass, you think you sell?
Turn off your caps and stop bitching or I'll pull you through hell
Cuz I'm hot as inferno, you better prepare though, the war is declared so
Hide in your smoke and pretend your dope son
Playing the dope mc, but it's already been done
You know, I know, you better run, take your pants off I will have some fun
The hunter became hunted, I'll show you the glory of a hunt
Ain't no fun in chasing down a runt
Talk to me again, bitch, I'll shoot my Lazors in your cunt

6/10
Ain't even the date, you can't even debate, you can't beat me, it's too late

AzureMage gets a 7/10
Lushsmoke a 7/10



You best watch your next steps
Lushsmoke or*I'll wipe you out
With a single brush stroke
You're lyrically broke
And with this I'll bleed them
To uncover this rap hoax
Starting with this GM so
Rest assured because this is
The stage I'll bring the
Stomp to get this shit to stop
Squashing bugs like AzureMage
Trying to take a cake to big
Thinking you've gone done
Taking phony slanging MC's
Straight out of the game
But all that was done was
The fall of your whack name
Only backed by forum fame

Time to clear shit with zoni...

Alright you say your half black,
And you say you have the best raps,
You talk a lot of shit about being the best.
Yet you haven't posted shit,
Try proving your words a bit.

So sit down, zoni,
Take this pen and pad-
Listen to the flow of my raps.
And take some notes.
Don't give me the mic, or I'll jack the show.

Lay off with that "being the best" shit,
I'm spitting an I'm a white kid.

Gtfo kid.

Hah can't touch smoke with those puny lasors
My hate flows everywhere creating madness
run before it is too late it will decide your
fate now, not gonna quit? You are just
making it worse I own and I shown how I
really rap. The blood flows in my smoke
I don't joke now because now it is time
to get serious my rhymes spit fire
Don't get hit I will not end this I won't give up
I always live up till the end I won't let my guard
down this is the real Lush man you won't be the
first I one to crushed I will just get this finished
already this is wasting time hide or get on the ride
to hell you already fell down dissapointed? Scared? Then
Get Out Of My Town!

Lazors 7/10



FINAL ROUND

*Can Lush make a comeback?

*Picks up the mic

It's time to end this I will put a stop to this
I started from the bottom now at the top I
know I can win this Ima Hunter proud of it
I won't get loud about it I now sit down son
Because I am about to get serious I am super
furious I mean it I already won once I will lead you
into temptation Get ready for my new transformation

My smokes of fury will grab you, rip you apart there is
no chance you will survive I rap for real really think I lost?
Ha no way I will lose! I will toss you into fire I admire
your skills it won't do though I make kills like a pro you
were a nice foe but now it is finally done and it was fun...

t0ribush: 8/10

7/10


You're getting a hang of this
And I was afraid that
You made your escape
That you've
Dropped out the game
But you came back more stacked
And now I'm coming with attacks
No longer holding back as this rap
Master has this shit in the bag
Bringing the ninja chapter brigade
As the midnight terror*raid shoots
Dynamic blades straight*through
Your brain blowing holes in your
Dynamo, but really.
Check this timing though
I slang liquid gold like the ethanol
At birth of distant stars and
What was just a spar had
Travelled far into full gore
Of heinous killings with tar
Now the boiled hordes of flesh
From this hot oil as*you came*
At my walls in this verbal*war
The final battle is where you
Will topple starting by your
Weak foundation of unworthy*
Supports and wood beams
With minor cracks in your floors
I'm talking about your style
Of course and with no recourse*
Or a dime to spare I'll end his
Right here

7/10

For a single fuckin' week you made this place look wack,
With your mediocre peotry, I'm here to make a comeback.
You can be the eye, I'll be the muthafuckin' thumbtack,
Sink it through your pupil and straight to the lacriminal sac.
I got my ammo stacked and ready to spray
On you careless lil' bastards, unworthy of my time and day.
But I'll take a minute to put you shitheads in your place,
I'm the glowing Tron bike slicing through this rap race.
That pace, did you see me? Yeah, didn't think so.
I got speed plus strength enough to knock down the Big Show,
Didn't think I'd return and make it back big? Woah!
You were sadly mistaken, thought I couldn't go this dope.
Now let's go, suit up, battle clothes, look tough,
Look me in the eye and say you're ready, bro, do your stuff.
Rap some shit, prove your worth,
Battle me, lose that skirt,
You don't need to wipe your lips, 'cause you 'bout to french kiss the dirt.
Lick it up, taste it,
It ain't French cuisine, it's humiliation,
Get up, you hate it?
This embarrassment's your own creation.
Lack of skill, inadequate,
You've had enough, can't handle it.
You got no more brag rights left, so bow right down and admit it.