What are you thinking?
Punched cards FTW! All hail Herman Hollerith, the father of modern digital data processing ^o^
Him and Zuse!

inb4 Hype Train derailing on it's way to Disappointment Central at Drama City Station due to damaged tracks.

There is no thing as too white to rap.
Got to use your imagination chap!
Just take sheet and do what you need...
to do, let the words flow all free,
and maybe, you're as good as a real MC!

Really! Just give it try and use your time and you'll probably manage a good rhyme. ;)

Boom bap, what an original rap.
This nearly made me take a nap.

You think you are cool, huh?
But you you're just the tool, yo...
...for me, that I may win this battle.
So you may all just stop this rattle.

My Rhymes hit harder than my fist,
and you're now on my killing list.
Each and everyone will drop down,
for in your own blood you will drown.

Think you make the hardest Rhymes in this Thread?
...watch this before you fall down flat.
Think you guys can handle me?
Buck this I'm the better MC!
My Rhymes strike fast like Rainbow Dash,
and your spirit they will simply smash.
So you will crash like Sweetie Bot,
And I will only laugh alot...
...bout' yo silly little rhyming.
Bad wording, bad dissing and worst? BAD TIMING!

Can't withstand this? Let me fix it!
I'll give you some time to reach the exit...
...before I finally send you to moon-a
...but do me a favor and Holla Luna.

Y'know the words immortalized in cement?:
Manehattan represent!
*influenced by oldschool Battle-Raps*

(I'm beginning to find he fun in Freestyling again :D )

Does my battle Raps with Vinyl Scratch just yesterday count too? Otherwise you're free to challenge me.

(inb4 some beats for the atmosphere: http://derp.yt/beats )

Your chance is now wasted,
blood that I have tasted,
nothing that can hold me now,
there's one thing you should know by now,
That when I started to battle yo,
you had met your hardest foe.
Once I get the taste, you know
I'll smash you down from head to toe.

You may have got your Turntable,
but may I cut that cable?
That music's nothin but really bad,
you might just turn it down a tad.
Now the poor made sounds are gone,
Someone can bring the true beats on.

So you call this a murder scene?
Well you haven't hit me and it's too clean,
But my magazine has yet to be cleared,
for, soon you'll be with blood besmeared,
cause my Rhymes hit like a bullet, my words hit like a knife,
my beats hit like a cannonball, you might as well just change your life.
The life of an MC is hard that's true,
but if you can't stand it it's too bad for you.

And you call my Rhymes a low,
well if that's not a total blow.
But I still stay and take it,
cause if you want to make it,
you better should not fake it.
That's nothing I haven't heard before,
so you have no chance to score.

That battle's nowhere near perfect,
no three words till it was wrecked.
If you seek to fight me here,
you must be of higher tier,
Cause I wouldn't smash no fillies down
but I just wan't to see you frown.
I have won this thing already,
as I see you've just gone sweaty.

But you don't fret, you don't have to sweat just out of fear, cause the exit is just over here.
Yeah, don't forget to close the door, so I don't see that shame no more.

(My first Rhymes in years. I should start over and give that hobby another try. But I have to improve much more.)

So you think you've turned the tide,
but at least I had a light,
Yours was never even on,
So I just shed some light upon...
..the fact that you're just here to lose,
cause girl you have just lit the fuse.
My Rhymes will hit you like a mine,
cause short and plain they're just divine.
Your words they are just dull and wrong,
they're not even good enough for a drinking song.

I'd like to bring Zecora here to listen to this stuff,
well now I'm mighty sure you'd just get a laugh,
But hey they say: He laughs best that laughs last.
In the end I'll probably nail that fast.

And my question is: Are you really sure...
...that my rhymes and hits you still want to endure?

This is the last chance,
to keep your countenance,
as next time I'll will just make feel silly,
and you'd wish you still were a little filly.

Leave the stage and leave it be,
as I'm just the better MC.

(Though I have to admit, those were some good rhymes you delivered there :notbad.jpg:)

Looks like it's time to Rhyme like the E or another G. *queue Trollface*

Think you're as good as Run CMC,
Cause you will be smashed just too easy,
But can you keep this thing alive,
Or is it dead before your Rhymes arrive,
Cause I can tell just, just by the smell, my victory is near,
And the stage will be clear,
I mean sure you are one sick DJ,
But you will get crashed with no delay,
For this one MC will make it hard,
you may have found your counterpart.
And as you might just drop the bass,
I tell you, that won't solve the case.
As you can't withstand my Rhymes for long,
Just go home and play along.

So accept the challenge or just leave the stage,
But for you the latter might be sage.

(Not to take too seriously, just a little soft Battle-Rap ;) )

Equipped and ready for orders. ...I have some spare pitchforks if anybody needs some.