Man, if you think I'm fat
I got a problem with that
You don't have to be black to spit this rhyme
How good I am may as well be a crime
Oops now back to you
You raps are about as burnt up as a jew
Sorry that was racist
Back to the basics
My rap so tasty, so meaty
So what do you got for that, sweetie?

oh you got a problem with that,
now go tell it to your cat
yes i kno you dont have to be black to rhyme,
but if your gunna do it make shure you take your time,
now you say that being good may aswell be a crime,
but maby you shoudnt be because you carnt do the time,
yeah back to me now because im the one that ownes this freestyle,
you say my raps are as burnt as a jew.
its funny that because im coming right back at you.
now there is one lesson to be lernt here,
make shure you keep your toys in your pocket

Oooh looks like we have a winner. I'm running out of material today. Come back tomorrow and I'll have something for yah ;)

ok this was a great topic

Alright guys, its time to start the rap
Oh snap
Looks like Robin is back
I ball so hard you might as well call me Mac (MILLER!)
Yeah, Party on 5th Avenue
Makin that big money revenue
So I guess I'm done
Anybody got something to say, son?

Say wrote

TTG-Robin wrote Oh boi here comes Kreature
Thinking he's the new feature
Well listen up
You might wanna find a cup
Cuz this rap so clean it can bust a nut
You stuck in a rut
Thinkin you hot
To be honest your not
Son, I be rockin this stage
While you be fightin AIDS
Cuz you weren't protected from my comeback
Might wanna take a look back
Cuz I'm right behind you
Creepin up on yah like the flu.
Oooooooh!

Look at robin, posting on his topic twice,
You cant rap, you're white.
Whilst you're sat there you know im right
this is a sh*t rap, i didnt really sleep lastnight.

Hey Say , what kind of name is that are you gay ?
See you being racist , calling people white and s*it ,
If your gonna rap battle me through you might as well quit .
Go back on se7ensins your just a tourist ,
I rhyme so hard I am sure of it .
You might think i'm a bad rapper and made this rap up in a couple seconds ,
Well all I know is I owned you A*s , here let me take you off the checklist .

TTG-Robin wrote

Mara wrote Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded
The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the **** wouldn't stand around with
I would **** so much back at my parents' house
And now my **** has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life was lame, I had to money to **** a ****
I couldn't pull a damn anorexic **** in a tug-o-war
But then I made enough money for me to fund a tour
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their wonderbra
I'm going door to door, with foreign swords
Causing more than war slaying rappers, commercial or horrorcore
So hold your head cause I'mma torture yours, leaving morbid sores
I promise you it will be hard to ignore the gore
Hip hop's dead, and I'm the lucky savior
I'm kinda mad and I don't wanna pile up the anger
All these no-flow, gimmicky **** fired up behaviors
With wack beats and gap teeth like Tyler the Creator
****, you not dope
So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a **** cockroach?
And Goblin? You get no props on it
It sucks so much I get **** from it
I been told you ***, "I'm real!"
If you wack and no one's confronted you on your ****, then I will
Hate on me, but you can't deny skill
I crush all the momentum that you guys build with my eyes sealed
You ****** got me cussing
And only reason you probably buzzing
Is cause you slave as an Illuminati puppet
Y'all really on one, beat it, you're gone, done
You think real *** feeling your ****? C'mon son!
I'm the illest and that's fo' shizzle
My flow sizzles, yo boy Hop go hard like some cold nipples
You *** are making it so simple
My swag makes the ladies wave like fat stomachs with bold ripples
I know you *** wish you could prevent it
Cause I get buck like my Kool Aid's got way too much sugar in it
You better run like I'm booger flicking
Homie I've been good at rapping, now I'm tryna get gooder with it
So I'mma just go beast, and bring that West coast heat
Cause I'll be damned if you flex on me
The radio is filled with garbage over techno beats
And all these songs about cash are what we just don't need
Yo, nobody care about how much money you stack
I murder everything I touch, buddy, move back
Got enough guts to sew trash and bust up your fluke act
And leave your fans saying, "How the **** does he do that?"
My ranking is vicious, you thinking it isn't?
Can pay me a visit if you feel that you may be offended
Baby I'm wicked, crazy and sick and with the face of a nimwit
I be calling out names, but I ain't taking attendance
Some **** was like, "Hop, you got me crying
Cause you said I could call you while you out on tour
**** and I be trying, I even text you, but you not replying
So when your new **** finally drop, that's one album I will not be buying
What, You're too Hollywood? And you don't even have two minutes?
Ever since you got your buzz, you don't know how bad you tripping
You went to that ho's house last night and you said that you didn't
I seen your pic on Facebook, the skank **** done tagged you in it"
I got put on with the beasty flow
Now the ****, they wanna bone when they see me, whoa!
So I must, I take 'em home, let the wee wee grow
Then I bust from different strokes like the TV show
See when I be coming through kicking it raw, *** like, "Gee, he's dope"
If there's anyone throwing dirt at my name then you know he be toast
For all of you rappers that be bringing me drama, homie please be ghost
The only reason I'm being aggressive is cause we need hope
"Hopsin, I **** love you, cause you supply the best rhymes
Since your flow is kinda strange, you should sign with Tech N9ne
You design erect lines, who am I to just lie?
Every single night I play your music right at bedtime
And usually I'm not into dark ****
I wanna do something freaky enough to win your heart with"
I say, "What you wanna do?" She say, "It's simple, Marcus
I wanna blow it before you put it in like a Nintendo cartridge"
****, I'm hotter than a UV ray
Hotter than the thought of Nicki Minaj naked, making her booty shake
Hot enough to pull up to your show and steal your groupie date
Hot enough to melt the ice cream that's on Gucci's face
And now you having hot flashes
All the **** that you ever wanted in one MC, Hop has it
Don't rap if you do not practice
I cockblock wack ****, now get ready for Knock Madness





EASY.

Ooooh... you win some rep for that one. Haha. Good rhyme ;)

You realize this kid copied Ill Mind Of Hopsin 4 Right ?
What we should really check is this .

loving wrote

TTG-Robin wrote

Mara wrote Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded
The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the **** wouldn't stand around with
I would **** so much back at my parents' house
And now my **** has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life was lame, I had to money to **** a ****
I couldn't pull a damn anorexic **** in a tug-o-war
But then I made enough money for me to fund a tour
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their wonderbra
I'm going door to door, with foreign swords
Causing more than war slaying rappers, commercial or horrorcore
So hold your head cause I'mma torture yours, leaving morbid sores
I promise you it will be hard to ignore the gore
Hip hop's dead, and I'm the lucky savior
I'm kinda mad and I don't wanna pile up the anger
All these no-flow, gimmicky **** fired up behaviors
With wack beats and gap teeth like Tyler the Creator
****, you not dope
So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a **** cockroach?
And Goblin? You get no props on it
It sucks so much I get **** from it
I been told you ***, "I'm real!"
If you wack and no one's confronted you on your ****, then I will
Hate on me, but you can't deny skill
I crush all the momentum that you guys build with my eyes sealed
You ****** got me cussing
And only reason you probably buzzing
Is cause you slave as an Illuminati puppet
Y'all really on one, beat it, you're gone, done
You think real *** feeling your ****? C'mon son!
I'm the illest and that's fo' shizzle
My flow sizzles, yo boy Hop go hard like some cold nipples
You *** are making it so simple
My swag makes the ladies wave like fat stomachs with bold ripples
I know you *** wish you could prevent it
Cause I get buck like my Kool Aid's got way too much sugar in it
You better run like I'm booger flicking
Homie I've been good at rapping, now I'm tryna get gooder with it
So I'mma just go beast, and bring that West coast heat
Cause I'll be damned if you flex on me
The radio is filled with garbage over techno beats
And all these songs about cash are what we just don't need
Yo, nobody care about how much money you stack
I murder everything I touch, buddy, move back
Got enough guts to sew trash and bust up your fluke act
And leave your fans saying, "How the **** does he do that?"
My ranking is vicious, you thinking it isn't?
Can pay me a visit if you feel that you may be offended
Baby I'm wicked, crazy and sick and with the face of a nimwit
I be calling out names, but I ain't taking attendance
Some **** was like, "Hop, you got me crying
Cause you said I could call you while you out on tour
**** and I be trying, I even text you, but you not replying
So when your new **** finally drop, that's one album I will not be buying
What, You're too Hollywood? And you don't even have two minutes?
Ever since you got your buzz, you don't know how bad you tripping
You went to that ho's house last night and you said that you didn't
I seen your pic on Facebook, the skank **** done tagged you in it"
I got put on with the beasty flow
Now the ****, they wanna bone when they see me, whoa!
So I must, I take 'em home, let the wee wee grow
Then I bust from different strokes like the TV show
See when I be coming through kicking it raw, *** like, "Gee, he's dope"
If there's anyone throwing dirt at my name then you know he be toast
For all of you rappers that be bringing me drama, homie please be ghost
The only reason I'm being aggressive is cause we need hope
"Hopsin, I **** love you, cause you supply the best rhymes
Since your flow is kinda strange, you should sign with Tech N9ne
You design erect lines, who am I to just lie?
Every single night I play your music right at bedtime
And usually I'm not into dark ****
I wanna do something freaky enough to win your heart with"
I say, "What you wanna do?" She say, "It's simple, Marcus
I wanna blow it before you put it in like a Nintendo cartridge"
****, I'm hotter than a UV ray
Hotter than the thought of Nicki Minaj naked, making her booty shake
Hot enough to pull up to your show and steal your groupie date
Hot enough to melt the ice cream that's on Gucci's face
And now you having hot flashes
All the **** that you ever wanted in one MC, Hop has it
Don't rap if you do not practice
I cockblock wack ****, now get ready for Knock Madness





EASY.

Ooooh... you win some rep for that one. Haha. Good rhyme ;)

You realize this kid copied Ill Mind Of Hopsin 4 Right ?
What we should really check is this .

Oh wow thank you. I've never seen that video before.

Mara wrote Check it, I used to be the goofy man you hounded
The Special Ed kid at lunchtime the **** wouldn't stand around with
I would **** so much back at my parents' house
And now my **** has a permanent imprint of my hand around it
Life was lame, I had to pay money to **** a ****
I couldn't pull a damn anorexic **** in a tug-o-war
But then I made enough money for me to fund a tour
Now the ladies show me the goodies under their wonderbra
I'm going door to door, with foreign swords
Causing more than war slaying rappers, commercial or horrorcore
So hold your head cause I'mma torture yours, leaving morbid sores
I promise you it will be hard to ignore the gore
Hip hop's dead, and I'm the lucky savior
I'm kinda mad and I don't wanna pile up the anger
All these no-flow, gimmicky **** fired up behaviors
With wack beats and gap teeth like Tyler the Creator
****, you not dope
So you tryna get some attention by cussing and eating a **** cockroach?
And Goblin? You get no props on it
It sucks so much I get **** from it
I been told you ***, "I'm real!"
If you wack and no one's confronted you on your ****, then I will
Hate on me, but you can't deny skill
I crush all the momentum that you guys build with my eyes sealed
You ****** got me cussing
And only reason you probably buzzing
Is cause you slave as an Illuminati puppet
Y'all really on one, beat it, you're gone, done
You think real *** feeling your ****? C'mon son!
I'm the illest and that's fo' shizzle
My flow sizzles, yo boy Hop go hard like some cold nipples
You *** are making it so simple
My swag makes the ladies wave like fat stomachs with bold ripples
I know you *** wish you could prevent it
Cause I get buck like my Kool Aid's got way too much sugar in it
You better run like I'm booger flicking
Homie I've been good at rapping, now I'm tryna get gooder with it
So I'mma just go beast, and bring that West coast heat
Cause I'll be damned if you flex on me
The radio is filled with garbage over techno beats
And all these songs about cash are what we just don't need
Yo, nobody care about how much money you stack
I murder everything I touch, buddy, move back
Got enough guts to sew trash and bust up your fluke act
And leave your fans saying, "How the **** does he do that?"
My ranking is vicious, you thinking it isn't?
Can pay me a visit if you feel that you may be offended
Baby I'm wicked, crazy and sick and with the face of a nimwit
I be calling out names, but I ain't taking attendance
Some **** was like, "Hop, you got me crying
Cause you said I could call you while you out on tour
**** and I be trying, I even text you, but you not replying
So when your new **** finally drop, that's one album I will not be buying
What, You're too Hollywood? And you don't even have two minutes?
Ever since you got your buzz, you don't know how bad you tripping
You went to that ho's house last night and you said that you didn't
I seen your pic on Facebook, the skank **** done tagged you in it"
I got put on with the beasty flow
Now the ****, they wanna bone when they see me, whoa!
So I must, I take 'em home, let the wee wee grow
Then I bust from different strokes like the TV show
See when I be coming through kicking it raw, *** like, "Gee, he's dope"
If there's anyone throwing dirt at my name then you know he be toast
For all of you rappers that be bringing me drama, homie please be ghost
The only reason I'm being aggressive is cause we need hope
"Hopsin, I **** love you, cause you supply the best rhymes
Since your flow is kinda strange, you should sign with Tech N9ne
You design erect lines, who am I to just lie?
Every single night I play your music right at bedtime
And usually I'm not into dark ****
I wanna do something freaky enough to win your heart with"
I say, "What you wanna do?" She say, "It's simple, Marcus
I wanna blow it before you put it in like a Nintendo cartridge"
****, I'm hotter than a UV ray
Hotter than the thought of Nicki Minaj naked, making her booty shake
Hot enough to pull up to your show and steal your groupie date
Hot enough to melt the ice cream that's on Gucci's face
And now you having hot flashes
All the **** that you ever wanted in one MC, Hop has it
Don't rap if you do not practice
I cockblock wack ****, now get ready for Knock Madness





EASY.

Look at this poser
Stealin from videos, well here comes the closer
You have no talent
No balls, no gallant
You copy paste without any haste
Cuz you have no taste
So pick up the pace
Cuz you just lost the race,
There's something for your face.
Get outta here.

oh it looks like TTG-robin is back,
and guess what his rhymes are still whack,
yo man let me get my mack,
see thats what i do to ******s when they come around i pop them of from my flat, so just give me my money and go cruise right back up the block,
before i shoot you with my glock