8 Bar Massacre.

[Dale C.]

Right you scurvy dogs, listen up.

The rules of this lil' game are:

1. You make 8 lines of Rap. Simples.
2. It can be aimed at anyone you want on this site.
3. Remember to try and give good rep for a good rap ;)

Gotta try and get back the people who have chatted shit at you though, don't lay down and take it like a bitch!!

I'll get us started:

Dotty, you're an absolute whore,
but coming from Scotland, who wasn't sure of that before?
Scotty's too hotty than he actually thinks,
he fuckin stinks, I dont think the scots even own sinks!
The fuckin idiot, never seen an MC like me,
Dale C., yeah thats right, altogether better than Dotty.
Always on about dicks, you got something to tell us?,
Now lets get on with this new thread, lets go, discuss.

:angry:

[dotty]

D to tha O to tha T T Y, yo mumma rides on my dick it looks like she's about to fly.
Your from the Brum and take it up the bum, spunk on you thinking this is whack,
Not really mother fucker it's a bird shit on ya BACK!
Rap a tap tappin', where is ya pops then, kiddy fiddler on the roof, he's wanking off his little friend, acting like he's a poof.
Little Tess let me rub em breasts, i'd rub downstairs on the bitch but a WOOPS! There ain't no grass on the PITCH!

[Mjällharth]

Looking at the opposition - a Scot and a drunk lil' Brummie fucker/it's fairly obvious all I can do is chuckle/ like a kid/
Watching Ar-se-nal slaughter the Yids/and doing the same/to the aforementioned/duo/is my biz/so I'll get on with the program, first things first- Dale what you still doing here? get lost boy, run to the pub and quench your thirst
That's that, fifty per cent of my problem is solved
All that's left/is a sectarian/man of times old/
within moments i'm wiping dirt off my shoulder as he drops down/all cold.

[Miggy]

Mic check
1...2
3 and to the 4, big Miggy's here to show you all the door.
You all talk some shit and it's making my head sore.
Dale
dotty
Mjä
You're all a bunch of tits, twats and mother fucking whores.

[dotty]

Your from the ESTland you think it's the bestland but i'll tell you this it's the BENTland.
Viking loving mofo, i'll ram my long boat into your momma, she a ho!
Where is your pops, he in a sauna? If he's still in there then he's probably a goner.
But for your attempt i'll give you a badge. OH WAIT! your dad is probably all shrivelled up like your mums donner meat vadge kebab!

[Mjällharth]

I always wondered why you scots talk sh-ish sh-ish sh-ush sh-ush/figured out the reason it was thistles in your bush
ooh-aah like van der sar, scramble to the backroom look into the mirror, and-AAAH! I can understand, the picture is gruesome
but i'd expect a little less failure from someone attempting to sound so brutal, i guess you're similar to ali dia, ja rule and
liber-ia, yes i'm implying you're a country full of wanna-be's
but what do you expect when your only success is Sean Connery?

[Sweey]

That was fucking shit Mjällharth. I'm still considering banning you it was that bad.

[HH]

I just wont try because I cant. Yes I listen to Rap, but cant do fuck all with a pen.

[Miggy]

Well use your keyboard instead.

[Sully]

Hello there, I'm the new kid here and let's face it, I'm rad.
But the undeniable truth is that this thread is bad
Rhymes like Mja's actually makes me sad
If I could, I'd like to have words with his dad
I'd tell him about the use of contraception
To serve as a prevention
Nobody wants to hear your rhymes
Just stop it and get with the times

I feel dirty. I shouldn't have even tried.

[Mullet Taylor]

its not a bird, its not a plane
it must be dale, who's on the train
he eats chinese, off his knees
Whilst looking for himself in the TV Screens
someguys dick is goin down dale's throat
a few moments before gettin raped, on the boat
the man smokes some of his grass
before sticking it up dale's ass

PEACE

[Dale C.]

its not a bird, its not a plane
it must be dale, who's on the train
he eats chinese, off his knees
Whilst looking for himself in the TV Screens
someguys dick is goin down dale's throat
a few moments before gettin raped, on the boat
the man smokes some of his grass
before sticking it up dale's ass

PEACE

Oh my lord, what the fuck was that?
Some little prick thinks he can beat my rap!
He's called, Mullet Taylor, mate imma nail ya,
Just like I did with your mother, quick get her inhaler!
Mullet Taylor, or should I call you Shay,
You're so far up his ass, you fuckin gay, but fair play.
Because you'll probably never love another quite like him,
Now crawl back in your hole, cause that ryhme was fucking dim.

PEACE :ninja:

[Mullet Taylor]

my mother passed away last april

[Dale C.]

All the more reason why she needed her inhaler then >>

[Mullet Taylor]

haha bite me :P