You vs The Person Above

[TheHenchGuy]

Your claim of taking on anyone, and if we think
That you're talking shit is ironic, since
You woke this lion just as it was time for him to eat
Climbing to his seat, the king, the new chapter
I move faster, I put my pride aside so my pride can have a feast
Fuck your stripes, you tigers are just newcomers trying to compete
You act like the main man, with all that tough talk
But really, you're just lying through your teeth!
I ain't 'tying' to take your throne, not that you have one, of course!
I didn't claim I was a Rap God, I just had that shit attributed to me!
See, I get respect from these people when I roar
Whereas you'd do well to flog your mixtape for free!
But on the subject of tying up a loose end,
I'll sew you what's up in this thread!
You're the biggest tool in the shed,
And the torment that your life is
Will only end when I spit you dead!

[NiceChristina]

Well done, "Rap God", but not good enough.
I'll deliver you a loss like a Pizza Hut!
You won't be sitting down for a week once I kick you in the nuts!
You're gonna loose big time, so quit making a fuss!
Here's your torment: it's the day you get beaten by a girl!
I'm gonna crash your pity party and twist your little "rap god" world!
Your reigning days are over, time for you to retire!
Keep this up and I'll set your lyrics on fire!

[TheHenchGuy]

Bitch, stop acting like you're hard, cause your wack bars make me facepalm
More times than the amount of Starships captained by Jean-Luc Picard!
See, as a Rap God, I don't live on the surface of the world like you mere mortals!
I'm phasing in and out through cosmic portals, and when I bite ya, you're no more than a morsel!
My ether-real force strikes back, putting you under like my name was T.G. Morton!
So what're you starting for, your words don't even make me chortle!
If you're gonna start spitting about Italian food, let's do this right!
When I Strada into your Pizza Hut, knocking over your weak Dominos!
I'm screaming 'Hey Prezzo' when I'm filling you bitches up like pizza crust!
I'm pepper-owning you in every way possible, hold the anchovies!
You're not a man, you're a mouse, so turn the fuck around, please!
Else I'm anima-dropping bars on your dead body, call me Chuck E. Cheese!

[BrineBlade]

Oh please, HenchGuy, you think you got the powers of a god?
You rap so poorly, you're not even a half-mod!
Force Strikes Back? Star Wars pun? Or crappy coincidence?
I guess the Force Slept cause you were so dense!
You've been smokin weed, tryin to spread your seed, and not being gay!
Cause you got bitchslapped by me when you never knew what had hit your face!
As for Christina, your flow is dope
But your lyrics are like nope
You're too repetitive for the rap world
and besides, what's the difference between being beaten by a boy or girl?
Setting lyrics on fire, that would be Flame Lord's job
if he wasn't already the Shit Lord, Bob
Spewin shit everywhere
even into his own hair
And now I feel that this rap is resolved

[NiceChristina]

You say my rap's a nope eh? Well, yours is a joke!
You spit out too many whack rhymes and trying to go for broke!
Call it what you want, but I'm still known for my sweet skills
Of spitting hot like fire, I've got a license to ill!
Still stuffing cafeterias? That won't get you nowhere!
Go take cheap shots at somebody who really cares!
'Cause I don't, and your disses will never harm me!
The way you spit out cruddy verses is very alarming!
As for you, Hench, you think I'm a mere mortal? You're nuts!
You wanna keep talking pizza? Go work a Pizza Hut!

[BrineBlade]

Chrissy, you have to put some language into your raps
Cause therse lines right here are just like yours, flat

[NiceChristina]

My rhymes are flat? Brine, what's wrong with you?
Did someone out of nowhere take a good dump on your shoe?
At least I don't swear like sailor like you douche bags do!
Stick to stuffing cafeterias, I've got better things to do.
Where did I leave off at? Oh yeah, the "Rap God".
I've got a bone to pick with you, you rapping fraud!
You call yourself immortal? Yeah, that would happen!
I'll spit sick rhymes in your face and i'll bust up laughing!
Go ahead and eat me like a morsel. It won't taste good.
I'm not made of chocolate; I hope it's understood.
What's with your lyrics? They don't even rhyme!
As far as my rhymes are concerned, I'm sure they're fine.
You're still not a rap god, you're the one who's a mouse!
I'll knock down your door and rock up YOUR house!
Mess with me, and you get the stitches!
I'll scare you so bad, you'll urinate in your britches!

[Cool-The-Renegade]

Chris, watch me spit a diss and know you're far from safe,
I'll kick the piss outta you so fast, my sneakers will spit flames!
I assure you no one wants to eat you... Ever.
But I'll gladly rap and once again defeat you... I'm better!
I'll kick a bitch out of her britches! Try to put me in stitches
I'll rip your ponytail off and beat choke you out with it!
I don't mean to seem violent, I'm normally fine,
It takes a terrible rapper to get me out of my mind.
If I offend, I'm sorry... That you can't take a quip.
A few lines, this battles mine! You're done here. That's it.
Peace!

[ERBman]

Please Renegade, bout to get beaten by a Peruvian teen
Flows so fucking good that yours stink like a latrine
Ok ill put you in stitches and steal your riches
And throw you in a ditch while I steal your bitches
(wait what bitches)

[i tried I know it sucked)

[Cool-The-Renegade]

Please Renegade, bout to get beaten by a Peruvian teen
Flows so fucking good that yours stink like a latrine
Ok ill put you in stitches and steal your riches
And throw you in a ditch while I steal your bitches
(wait what bitches)

[i tried I know it sucked)

You're right! It did suck. But don't be so hard
on yourself, pard! Not everyone's meant to be a star!
When I peruse Peru, all I see is trash,
You're just another mole removed from your own country's ass!
You wanna throw me in a ditch? How 'bout I toss you in a crater?
You wanna talk about a bitch? We can speak about your mom later.
(Ooh!)
Sorry bro, I don't mean to offend,
But it's hard to resist when you leave defenses open!
But how WILL you get a bitch? See, here's the thing,
This single's only mingling with his own dingaling!

(You're doing fine! The more you do it, the better you get.)