Bring it, try and touch me you'll be lucky.

figure'd this is the most appropriate place to post no tc involved so not an event neither is it a discussion nor off-topic though it is odd it is music chat related

i got that toribash flow
my voice goes easy through the microphone I hold
always golden, nah not that rather gaia and hunter
zombie head fills the kids I fight with dread and fright
toribash always crash clash flashy dash brains to the concrete frame by frame
feel the pain bitch as my fist splits ya torso
wushu like wu tang protect ya neck mess ya set up as blood floods the screen
blend fiends dice em up mean and clean lenshu wrend you to a bloody pulp kill yar dreams
stupid opener can't reach the tb killa cracker i click faster tap ya chest see ya pecs splatter
kick off your grabby for the fuck of it the lust of it the helecopter kick I cover you in my shit
no metaphor, please this is real feces dispersed on you virtually I'm thirsty for dq's see my knee hit the dojo too long and I lose
but impressed you noobs stressed you noobs till you leave the room match begin the doctor makes mad incision I incur your doom soon

Can you get this on audio?

Hmm, well I have an omnidirectional mic at my uncle's house... me and my friends are wanting to record some other stuff, so we'll have a mic around some point soon.

think yer a contender I tackle ya disassemble you with disses and fists swift
thought speed like hermes up in this bitch

Sheeeeit. I had to pause iTunes for this.

Man you must be trippin,
it's on your blood I'm sippin.
I'm spittin', shittin', and rippin',
Off comes yo head, you willin'?
'Cause I'll be damned if you flex on me,
you ain't got shit, just corny rhymes
and some lame ass beats.
So listen; I'll slam you down befo' you say please.
You'll be smilin' wit yo face on the ground
so come on, say cheese,
cuz this is it, you'll be on the flo'
yo neck relaxed and a gapin' hole
instead of what used to be yo lumbar, whoa,
so back up, stay mesmerized by my crazy flow.
You think we feelin' yo stupid shit? C'mon bro.

I incur birth
c'mon ho I fix your snory flow fill it with that firey dro
I blow out the door when I flow no hot box just back draught
so back up or get popped fast forever bustin lead like I'm droppin bars
no bullets really I never fired any gun
but please really i put fire up the chimney that is your flow
smoke you out incinerate straight make you my minion
see oblivion descend demonic knowledge blend with yar brain
maintain my lane slay lame amateur game for my fame throw every dame my way!
I drain soul whole leave your world crumblin from my internet mumblings!
got no room for bling just bustin so much swing
gotta get the tb reference to be darin
I make you dq you before you blink
put my piss in a cup and make you drink it up
bust a nut up your skank mother's sperm bank
the seed meets egg and spawns the devils son
bringin all of you mortal pissants to my mental emerald prysm prison
good sir ya can't fuck with the swinging rhyme-squid shimmerin rhythm victor that is this cyber doctor mothafucka

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Edit: read through this again and realised I made almost no tb references haha, woops

Your talk is small, literally no skill involved.
We can chat or rap, all the while talking crap
or we can play the game taking names,
planning moves frame by frame.

In the wake of my amazing strength
your pride and soul will be mine
Consumed by the raging waters that is I

I'm like a magazine in the m16
I carry more than a blow
I'm like the folded steel in the light of the night
I'll drop you to the floor.

In the wake of my amazing strength
your pride and soul will be mine
Consumed by the raging waters that is I

Samurai, Master Samurai
Elegance that of a bonsai
Clear mind, your fear primed
A malevolent paradigm

I deliver death messenger of your last breath
Steady as the breeze of the sea
The nightmares of childhood dreams

So happy to see peeps givin it a go! I love it! Bring it on tb forum people.

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My talk is massive but still stalking skill with a mauser
at the edge of a cliff I'm a borderline tripper
here here, the bell ring and I smell the bitch in you
strip you of your power, rip you a new replay
see fools droolin on their keyboards wantin more

you're in a malaise in the melee
I see your anxious gaze as we trade blades
kick you in the balls I'm amazing call me Pelщ

I'm like the gunpowder that slams the cannon,
A dragon puffin on dragon carryin cyanide tipped daggers
wolverine wrist bone snick snick yar neck see ya stagger
Professor X invade your brain trap your soul
let the left over grey matter splatter

you're in a malaise in the melee
I see your anxious gaze as we trade blades
kick you in the balls I'm amazing call me Pelщ

Your spirit is dying, tear out your third I like I'm The Bride!
Shinobi going nobly into battle stompin on all the bad apples
My meditative state elevate the amateurs from their ill aligned paradigms
take a crap on you so your olfactory unit tells you to say "pee-ew
this fuckers evil, why am I covered in his fecal how disgusting!"

bitch you love it, I'll never ever let you die
I keep you bawling till you fill up an ocean
feast on your tears,
do it fucker or I'll tug on your terror tether for eternity!

I'm a devilish horror star cthulu fucking you in continuum!
taking your anal virginity with my barbed peen!
so obscene you've had enough tough love,
mother mary cries tears of blood for you

C: Peace and love <3

YA'LL BITCHEZ USING THIS TYPE SHIT, I GOT A RAP THAT I DONE DISSED. RIDING ON SOME PEOPLE WHO CAN'T FIT BUT THE SHIT IS LIKE A HIT.
Naw, I already made a TB freestyle.

now how you hard when you got the bone structure of a pillow
im playin in relax, gonna kick you in the chest so
punchin but you miss, you should blame it on the gay
your whole lifes outta focus, same as your game
i heard you won a match now, big fuckin shit
i heard you won a tourny now, big fuckin shit
i heard your poppin yo mouth off in the dojo and thats cool
but unless you want a problem shut yo dick suckin' lips up
heads up cause there wont be no next time
kick you in the mouth, come here and gimme a spit shine
i don't consider you a threat when your best moves copied
i'm a monster, these other fools are youtube jockies
try to get a score as high as me, you gon' need a bit of coke
you aint a player, you're just a wannabe nuthug joke
gettin to the point, you don't see how long it took
dancin round the ring, i smash you with that right hand hook
this is sickening, the snickering has caused a bunch of bickering
if i suck so bad, why you need to even mention me
throwin jabs with your grabs but they barely tickle me
its like i did a bob and weave and gave ya a hysterectomy
your whole match's been a comedy skit for me to laugh about
ya think your super bad but watch out, cause imma knock ya out

Now now dude, think ya frighten me?
Purturb me so I'll stop spittin my magically murderous words?
That'll be the day!
tryin to fuck with me and I just can't see ya winning
I skin ya chop ya up eat your guts wash it down with blood
I rub a dub dub with your life long love in my hot tub
Come get some! Become a victim of my seething rhythm brilliance
I shoryuukin, hadoukin you till you ooze red
you call it losing I call ya dead
in a ditch with maggots defacing ya flash

I'm a dread inducing psychopathic necromorph
A terrifying wraith rising from the nether realms
Programmed to slay mans who never shoulda ever imagined battlin me
with out even contemplating the distinct reality that they'd be losing!
You're so silly I am infinity fleeing reason discretely
through what you mortals coined the passage of time!
Hah! The fuck is that? I'm an interdimensional general
evidence never immperical but I bruise amiguity with a led pencil
Boing boing boing goes the dime on my metaphysical digit
You're facing a major lyricism laser blade phaser with just a tazer
think it through mookie, I'm no rookie,
cooky? loopy? hallucinating on all this magic that I'm takin?
Sure I'll give you those, but yo I'm the po, the lean, mean dope manifested!
I'm the illist illicit spit spillin spirit in every distric, come and test it!
Call me the spit mystic trip seeking actual fractal being shaman wannabe
breathin in deep meaning and excreting dope reading on you all feeble...
you know what time is it, call me Carlos Castaneda, call me leader,
forever alone but always heavy on the microphone, the microphone