Battle me. 1 on 1 only .First to reply. 3 rounds. 8 bars.

[Joe Flow]

If you're viewing this, if you don't reply, you are a PUSSY. 8 bar verses. 3 rounds. lets go. vote after 3 rounds.

[Cyclone]

You think your cool? callin yourself joe flow
news flash bro, who your messin with is somethin you don't know
we all know where this is gonna go
Me walkin out a victor, you hangin your head low
because i am prodigy
you and your raps are a tragedy
and sadly, you know it too
starin at your computer, wonderin what to do
well heres a clue
back out and don't reply
because you made a mistake challenging this guy
So get life and stop livin in your moms basement
your nothing, and I'm not lying I'm makin a statement
any raps you got are childs play, so don't rap or I'll pound you into the pavement
oh, and well your at your computer trying to think of what to say
always remember this is the day
you lost any shred of cred that you had
and the reason no one replies to your challenges, it's cause your that bad

[Ali kantosi]

Eyo cyclone u tryna sound smart/ tryna put a lilttle ART/ in your Fart/
u cant even rhyme lick with leak/ and make it sound sick/ even with some sand in ya mouth ,U still cant spit/ just lay back and play with your granny's tits/ or u gon regret the day U jumped out your Daddy's d*ck/
Quit rapping, u should play tennis/ and stop tryna be like denis/ coz u aint no menace

[TORNADO]

hmm.. the question was Who's feelin brave?
cause if i step to the plate i wonder if you feel the same/
simple my presence is a gift, call me Santa Claus
Joe Flow don't want pussies.. he'd rather handle balls/
the rules were as follows, 3 rounds eight bars/
the Punchline Captain, don't need batteries to take charge/
if you ain't hard, i think your rhymes need Viagra/
my verse like i stunk up the bathroom how you go right after?

[Frosty The FlowMan]

Faggot ass cunts/
When I step up to plate I hit hard/
I dont bunt/
Quit trying to sound good/
Your trash, litter, you're the runt/
I got the ball and Ima punt/
Cuase your my fourth down/
Im working on my fifth/
You ass clown/
Wannabe bitch/
My flow is hot/
It models for Abercrombie & Fitch/
What you got/
Ain't worth shit/
Joe Flows got what you don't/
And that's balls and a dick/
The one up your ass don't count/
Don't pout no doubt Im tearing this out/
The best flow you got, Is the cum dripping from your mouth/
Im cold, so bitch you better fly south/
You ain't fly worth a damn/
So stay here and freeze/
I kill you off like rats/
Using traps with cheese/
Cyclone and TORNADO/
Both storms blow/
Spitting out the jizz is your of flow/
So get your lips off the dick/
Come and try real shit/
Instead of smoking cock/
Inhale the smoke that Im leaving/
Im a walking flame Im so hot/
Im the one they believe in/
I'm the father, the son, the holy rapper/
Im tearing it up, like a biblical rapture/
Fuck 8 bars/
I just wrote a chapter/
And no will live, happily ever after/
Frosty, go hard, or go home.

[Joe Flow]

You think your cool? callin yourself joe flow
news flash bro, who your messin with is somethin you don't know
we all know where this is gonna go
Me walkin out a victor, you hangin your head low
because i am prodigy
you and your raps are a tragedy
and sadly, you know it too
starin at your computer, wonderin what to do
well heres a clue
back out and don't reply
because you made a mistake challenging this guy
So get life and stop livin in your moms basement
your nothing, and I'm not lying I'm makin a statement
any raps you got are childs play, so don't rap or I'll pound you into the pavement
oh, and well your at your computer trying to think of what to say
always remember this is the day
you lost any shred of cred that you had
and the reason no one replies to your challenges, it's cause your that bad

God damn I guess my rules were too complicated. 1 on 1 only? 8 bars? Whatever fuck the rules, this should take care of Cyclone. After this I'm done with you. Good to see Tornado back I'll get to you later. Only one who knows what 8 bars is haha

You aint worthy to step into my zone
You suck so much dick, all the faggots call you Cyclone
I read your whole verse and I didn’t see a punch line
I take the cake, make you starve before lunch time
I hang my head low, at the top lookin down at you
I’ll make you freeze up, crowd laughin at the clown statue
You think you’re so sick with no dick and no chick
I’d only be afraid of you if I was homophobic
My hip hop talents knock a bitch off balance
I’m gettin under your skin like big hawk talons
Your show stops when Joe Flow drops
Like a low budget movie set, you got no props
While I bread win, with this battle you’re spread thin
I got more cred than you in one shred, let it set in
Commit a battle thread sin, fall off like dead skin
The name Cyclone fits
my battle rhymes make your head spin

[grimy-1]

YO:
your probably some white or black phony who thinks he's dope as crack homie when the open fact is he isn't dope in fact look i openly state your a feather weight under aged open fag who runs away when ever theres a chance he may get blown away undeniable are my records your unreliable with no efforts or records so put away your wings before i pluck your feathers (BIRD) cyclone stomping your yard with my nikes on going hard on your maker with no lights on im a dog your a cat now the fights on you hitting your bitch is the only way you get more hits then my songs ahead of my time so i need to turn my watch back day light savings time time put the clock back your a fake ass cyclone wishing he was my clone so he could learn to freaking rap Homes and bring a decent track home im like money in the bank you just better put the crack away im not a jerk i just laugh when your family passes away im cruel and solid your soft and weak like plaster-scene right dog your blocks sesame street todays letter is F*C* YOU word of the day cyclones dead at the mic choking on dust fumes...
PEACE


P.S.
just thought id get noticed first post right here ill battle anyone anytime email me homie if your in canada kotd ill battle you whatever online in person i dont care one to the real rappers

[Frosty The FlowMan]

Grimy dash 1, I wont give props to you son
I'll admit it was good, but we all have our run
Now stop, stand down, cause when you hear the sound
You're in holy presence, drop down and bow
Now I'm trying to say that Im the best
But I make straight A's when Im put to the test
And bitch I don't play, I won't even rest
At the end of the day, When the suns in the west
Ill still be going hard, and you can feel it through my chest
And for those wannabe fags
Drama bringing hags
No one cares how much bread you stack
Im stacking heads buddy, now that's real rap
Bitch I go hard, like overdose on Viagra
If you're in my way, you'll fall like Niagara
Bring me real shit, and I'll throw it back atcha
Here's the true factor
To you posers and actors
I'm the beginning, end, after
You have to be joking
Cause you're causing laughter
You're act is on strings
I'm the puppet master

[grimy-1]

Grimy dash 1, I wont give props to you son
I'll admit it was good, but we all have our run
Now stop, stand down, cause when you hear the sound
You're in holy presence, drop down and bow
Now I'm trying to say that Im the best
But I make straight A's when Im put to the test
And bitch I don't play, I won't even rest
At the end of the day, When the suns in the west
Ill still be going hard, and you can feel it through my chest
And for those wannabe fags
Drama bringing hags
No one cares how much bread you stack
Im stacking heads buddy, now that's real rap
Bitch I go hard, like overdose on Viagra
If you're in my way, you'll fall like Niagara
Bring me real shit, and I'll throw it back atcha
Here's the true factor
To you posers and actors
I'm the beginning, end, after
You have to be joking
Cause you're causing laughter
You're act is on strings
I'm the puppet master

yo:
Am i reading this right is this kid out of his mind when he is the result of me doing his mom from behind she loved it so she decided its fine now you got a baby sister frosty go home and whine tell the world "mommys welfare check is supposed to be mine" "and my mothers ugly as well grimy better be blind" Listen son thats no way to speak of your cunt mom go to your room now what the fuck is your problum and shit i dont think i can even diss this guy because as soon as he types the words come off as unwise your a joke frosty the flow more like sits in his parents basement shooting up coke you couldn't wrap if he lived through a billion Christmas's step your life game up pussy and then come get with us you aint a rapper i wanna know one track that you wrote or even a single good rapper you'll quote your garbage you sit alone and jacket i coat the arms with women while you sit at home saying grimys a goat...
greatest of all time see i quoted marshall mathers you sit in bed alone with watching family matters oops did i do that really whos asking frosty would need Chlamydia before he'd start clapping i cock the hammer ready for action look at you soak and wet heats up as im blasting bitch peace....

[Cyclone]

So Joe Flow.. you did reply
well if that was the best you got than all i ask is why?
Your nothing compared to me, i'm a competitor
your just the prey, I'm the predator
if you think your verses can match mine your crazy
you must be high, thoughts turnin hazy
which would explain why I've heard everything you wrote
Half your verses are probaly direct quotes
so any challenge you give i'll take it gladly
but your lines won't be better than your last ones, sadly