Got Rhyme?

[F.U.]

Please keep the thread to OP and I,
you'll get your chance as time goes by.
I'll open this thread for all to play,
but please give us our time today.
We'll go back and forth a couple times,
insulting each other as we rhyme.
But when time comes I'll say its right,
thenyou can quench your appetite,
Like filling your gut with loafs of bread,
your verbal bitch slap upside his head.
Will fill your soul with joy and glee,
first let us go,please let us be.
But feel free to use your votes,
to tellwhichrhymes you like the most.

[F.U.]

Here ya go my british chum,
I'll begin, lets have some fun.
Rules are simple, there's just one,
lets stay in rhyme or we are done.
I could start by calling you fool,
then throw in a worthless tool,
but that's not how I'll do my rhyme,
I'll keep it simple, just like your mind.
That thing that is inside your skull,
It makes you a pussy and very dull.
It makes you think that guns are bad,
when home security is why they're had.
It makes you think that were no good,
And all America is like the "hood" .
It makes you think your way of life,
is better than ours at any price.
It makes you think great britain's best,
as you beat upon your puny chest.
Now at this point I'LL cease and desist,
And see what you add here to this list.
And remember the rule, its set in stone,
Now bring your best or stay at home!

[Cynical Ninja]

If you require my attention so badly dipshit, you are making a cardinal error, you are starting to bore the fuck out of me.

::wait::::

You are just another Newbietard, the same shit over and over again, you can dress it up as anything you want, pathetic limericks etc I refuse to give you anymore attention you oxygen thief.

[F.U.]

Poopy you have read the rule,
Follow it you british tool.
Now try again and let us see,
If you can out do me.
You don't have what it takes,
To rhyme with me, loss is your fate.
You're just scarred like every britt,
You pathetic little piece of shit.

[Cynical Ninja]

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Have fun you sad little man.

[F.U.]

That's what I thought you british cunt,
no rhyme in you, you little runt.
I call you out , ask you to play,
but your pussy ass just runs away.
I'll grab your words and mop the floor,
then toss those words right out the door.
It makes me glad that I irritate you,
and it makes others glad I bet that too.
But go ahead and tuck your tail,
and crawl off like a little snail.
Back to your rock, under which,
you'll cry and moan and maybe bitch.
But we've all seen your true color
its yellow man just like butter.

[F.U.]

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[F.U.]

Fucking Poopy cant stand the heat,
when I turn it up and burn his seat.
And he says I'm lame and a bore,
but look at him crawl out the door.
He tucked his tail, then he run,
pussy he says, that I'm one.
But soon as I give him shit,
he tucks his tail, and has a fit.
But that's ok cause now we know,
who's the man, and who's the hoe.
Just keep on running you piece of shit,
cause I'll slap you down every chance I get.

[Liquid]

I refuse to follow your gay rules. you are not the boss of me. Only sinCUNTer is! So go fuck yourself you rhyming bastard.

[F.U.]

Liquid's unable to follow the rule,
rhymless pathetic little fool.
But at least you can read and write,
but just because your words aren't tight.
Don't cut mine down, leave them be,
unless your able to top me.
But doubtfully is what I say,
but I'LL give you a shot anyway.
Right in the jaw if we stood,
face to face in my hood.
But here we are upon the net,
so don't take that as a threat.
So take a shot, you little clown,
lay some of your lame words down.
Let's see you curse, lets see you rhyme,
lets see you try , keep up with mine.

[F.U.]

Should someone else now want in,
write your piece in rhyme and then,
place it right here with our post,
I'll cut it down, that's not a boast.
But give it hell, yes your best shot,
I'd like to see what others got.
If your rhyme don't past the test,
You'll be shot down just like the rest.
But if you have the rhyming skill,
do your thing, give us a thrill.
Now don't be shy, don't be afraid,
don't be a pussy, lets see how you're made.
If guts you've got or balls of steel,
just take control, yes grab the wheel.
And now its time for me to run,
but post it up, show how its done.

[Liquid]

You are a fucking fag,
that much is true.
Your gay run a rhymer,
is 100% completely through.

Go back to molesting
young alter boys.
And playing with your
plastic guns and fake bike toys.

We all know that you will
probably run away once again.
Because your an asshole,
and its only a question of "when".

Oh look at me,
I can rhyme to.
But why be such a loser,
like that fucking F.U.

[ihatefucktards]

Wondering why the hell im here
Then i notice the reason is clear

Poor poopy is in a funk
maybe he should go become a monk.
His comebacks are getting rather lame
Just like his humogoloid dame.

[F.U.]

fucktard I see you've said your piece,
you've taken a poke at the beast.
But your shot barley grazed him dear,
hardly even touched his ear.
So think again, and try real hard.
verbally slam him in the yard.
Don't pussy foot around with him,
give him a right hookto hischin.
So here's your chance just one more time,
to lay his ass out in rhyme.

[F.U.]

You are a fucking fag,
that much is true.
Your gay run a rhymer,
is 100% completely through.

Go back to molesting
young alter boys.
And playing with your
plastic guns and fake bike toys.

We all know that you will
probably run away once again.
Because your an asshole,
and its only a question of "when".

Oh look at me,
I can rhyme to.
But why be such a loser,
like that fucking F.U.

Its about time someone stepped up,
but your game is lame you pup.
You might have rhyme, but got no game,
your bullshit here is really lame.
As far as me molesting boys,
or playing with the little toys.
That couldn't be farther from the truth,
because you were hiding in the confessional booth.
Just sitting there just sucking cock,
then I opened the door , and what a shock.
Then you stood up you turned and ran,
but cried tofather, I'll see you again.
So don't go telling family tales,
we take your word set them on scales.
And way the words, right or wrong,
You make me laugh, now be gone!

[Sinister]

Only sinCUNTer is!

Yes she is, and now Sinister speaks,
Your attempt at a rhyme really reeks.
The rules will be followed or there'll be hell to pay
Ask your boyfriend for help, you fatass gay.

Is Poophole your mate? Did you go on a date?
I heard the two of you were out rather late.
Bumping uglies and being queer,
You're secret lovers; that much is clear.

The pair of you are amatched set of dopes.
I'd like to give you both a noose on a rope.
Lynching is a fine plan, methinks,
Because the two of you really stink.

[F.U.]

Dam Sin you stepped right up,
and give it to that little pup.
I had no clue that you could speak,
just let the words roll out the cheek.
across the toungue and past the lips,
shooting insults from the hips.
But dam good aim , I must say.
you set him straight, the words you say.
And then you turn and shoot again,
Aiming at that foreign land.
You hit a ninja between the eyes.
not bad for shooting from the thigh.
My hats to you, your aim and rhyme,
You have the floor, your time to shine.

[Liquid]

You are a fucking fag,
that much is true.
Your gay run a rhymer,
is 100% completely through.

Go back to molesting
young alter boys.
And playing with your
plastic guns and fake bike toys.

We all know that you will
probably run away once again.
Because your an asshole,
and its only a question of "when".

Oh look at me,
I can rhyme to.
But why be such a loser,
like that fucking F.U.

Its about time someone stepped up,
but your game is lame you pup.
You might have rhyme, but got no game,
your bullshit here is really lame.
As far as me molesting boys,
or playing with the little toys.
That couldn't be farther from the truth,
because you were hiding in the confessional booth.
Just sitting there just sucking cock,
then I opened the door , and what a shock.
Then you stood up you turned and ran,
but cried tofather, I'll see you again.
So don't go telling family tales,
we take your word set them on scales.
And way the words, right or wrong,
You make me laugh, now be gone!

Oh give us a break
you pompous ass.
I dunk over you any day
going hard to the glass.

You probably have a tin foil grill.
Paul Wall is your hero, he fits the bill.
Everyone says whatdadealeo..
So here's your fucking video - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNlpqfnJEcc

BOOM - That Just Happened...
You fake ass wigger bitch

[F.U.]

Oh give us a break
you pompous ass.
I dunk over you any day
going hard to the glass.

You probably have a tin foil grill.
Paul Wall is your hero, he fits the bill.
Everyone says whatdadealeo..
So here's your fucking video - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bNlpqfnJEcc

BOOM - That Just Happened...
You fake ass wigger bitch

You think you're good but you're so lame,
If I wrote that shit I'd be ashamed.
But go ahead and post your drivel,
its better than listening to you snivel.
But try next time to post good shit,
words that flow through all of it.
Front to back bottom to top,
try real hard, lets see what you got.
And I am, just what I am,
I'm not trying to be a sham,
Just a regular pasty white faced guy,
so stick that shit right in your eye.
I don't need to act all black,
to take your shit and toss it back.
Right in your face is where it lands,
Now I wash your shit off my hands.

[Momster]

ha!

I feel like I'm watching a buncha little monkies
Playing with their own shit
trying to get funky.

Your rhymes are weak
your words are lacking
Now wrap up your game
Its time to get packing

Not packing heat
You fucking hick FU
OOHH I killed a deer
What a big man are you?

Sinisters ass in a scrap of leather on a table?
Bet your Bullet runs on double AA's
Since your baldie isn't able

Poopy's full of shit
Just like his name implies
Talking loads of smack because he wants to fuck the other guys

So I'm a newb, a soup chicken what?
Haven't had a chance to show my fangs
just hold on tight and strap in well, because I'm coming to the game.