Quote from OGrilla

I don't think I'm gonna win, but I'm pretty sure you're underestimating me. Now go rap against one of the three people you accepted.

Lol, I was joking, every time I see your name I think of things like that.

Wait who challenged me.....
they can start....
Ive never been good at it
Edit:
Are these one rounded battles?
One hit K.O's

alright, here it comes, og

You wanna battle with the next black grammatical Hannibal?
Spit so sabbatical you'll worship my mandibles
Hi my name's Gav-L, yeah that's my hip-hop handle
The "L"'s for how I latch on to this game, yeah call me Randle
Hammer inspired method, that means this shit's straight untangible
Ogrilla's garden variety, get back to your botanicles
Shit, ain't this state hot enough without me burning the mic
Must be my flood gate flow cooling it down like it busted through a dike
No I ain't talking Katy Perry but I damn sure do love kissing girls
But love it more when my flow make rappers kiss my Converse
'Cause you can call me Solomon, I am the hip-hop sovereign
My lyrics are so versatile they should be a conglomerate
Who bring justice to this game? The one and only G-A-V
Don't test my skills, you'll pay for it like it's the S.A.T.
This style homicidal to the wack like it was born from Charles Manson
Something you don't see everywhere, opposite of Sam L. Jackson

Quote from Moch12

Are these one rounded battles?
One hit K.O's

Nope, they aren't. Zed and Jutsu's match was unusually short though

Quote from GreenSheen

I made yet another one :\
For some reason I've been really digging doing this. I'm not gonna use it in battle though, Its just a plain ol' remix of Jimmy Soul -If You Wanna Be Happy. It'll be in the Original section. As for my unreleased one. Someone's gotta challenge me before I release it (don't be too good).

I will challenge you. But mine will be in text as I have no microphone

I'm far from the norm, been unique since I was born.
And braggin' on your skills is the subject of my scorn.
A rapper isn't mandated even if his fans made it
Necess-ary to insult or ask if this man's fated
To fall and crawl back home. Lyrics hit me in the dome,
Interrupting the flow, but you know the city of Rome
Wasn't built in a day or if it was they'd still say
You gotta take your time. It comes out better that way.
You're rushing and charging, while your ego's enlarg'ning.
A battle you fight with a white hermaphrodite barraging
This page with the rage of a human bacteriophage
Infecting the minds in due time of kids on Stickpage.
Little imps got no flow with drawings, text, or microphone.
This manly rod of anger shoved inside my own damn hole
Can get more done stashed inside my pussy not my ass
But I'll never have a child because this whole rap is trash.
When you read this you'll laugh, I hope not at my half
Assed lines or jokes, but that I tried to milk a calf
Out your nose or blowholes or wherever the milk goes
When you all take a drink and none of you swallows.
I'm getting tired you can tell. I'm sent to lyrical Hell.
So pass that shit and light it up. Hope we don't go to jail.

In.
Gunna start challengin some legit og's.
Tomorrow

Haha, you think your fresh?
your shitty at best.
my rhymes will leave you crying
your face will be messed.
people call me hill
cause im pretty chill
but i get hyped
when its time to get ill
and ill spit beats at yo ass
flatten you like a pass
you all bark no bite
thinkin that you tight
you aint got no hype
yo words aint even ripe
i like two line rhymes
check it out man
it gets the point through
do you understand
pretty quickly it gets old
not
bitch my rhymes are gold
so when you rap with me
i leave you out to rot

Oh yeah, product of 2 minutes' hard work.

I challenger you Brownoser

now you're ****ed,
cuz your rhymes sucked,
and now you be rappin on shit.

I'm the king of Rap battles
the minister of Seattle
the bitchin green smoker
Stickpage's own toker
this rap be killin
I'll be billin
cuz you're ass is mine

no way you'll win,
that'd be a sin,
and since I'm god
I'd send down zod
to fry your white ass


Oh this wasn't my entry,
this was the result of me sucking at rapping

I flow through this world that some would call dull
Laid back lover of the art of soul
Rattling off licks like Johny Coltrane
Giant Steps is the tune of my brain
Some call it insane, call it my way of life
While your stressing over some shit I'm free of strife
You'll fizzle out on your own
Shouting out threats and talking bout packin heat like your Capone
Don't even waste my time with those metaphors of yours
or those thinly veiled shots at my flawless forms
Before you can show off all your pomp and your flare
First you gotta find a reason why I should care

Directed at the fag I challenged.
EDIT: Moch12

Yo, Yo, They call me the FoShizzle.
I'm so mental with lyrical statements that arn't too gentle,
I try my best not to **** with your parental issues or take your fundamental tissues.
You better look out because MaDizzle is gonna hunt ya,
Hes gonna feed your eyes to the legitimate Shizzle, bra.
So don't try to fear because you can't admit to commit suicide,
While I step back and laugh at you and scream "DO IT NIGGA, DO IT!".
And you ask me: "What is this degree? I don't even",
I stop you and say: "you can't do it nigga, try to BE-LIEVE in"
The FoShizzle, MaDizzle fer Brizzle.

Jutsu got baked yo

Quote from FoShizzle

Yo, Yo, They call me the FoShizzle.
I'm so mental with lyrical statements that arn't too gentle,
I try my best not to **** with your parental issues or take your fundamental tissues.
You better look out because MaDizzle is gonna hunt ya,
Hes gonna feed your eyes to the legitimate Shizzle, bra.
So don't try to fear because you can't admit to commit suicide,
While I step back and laugh at you and scream "DO IT NIGGA, DO IT!".
And you ask me: "What is this degree? I don't even",
I stop you and say: "you can't do it nigga, try to BE-LIEVE in"
The FoShizzle, MaDizzle fer Brizzle.

Jutsu got baked yo

I'll break you down to black and white, it's not even a fight.
It will keep you up at night, just bow to my might.
My rhymes are inconspicuous, leaving you delirious all whilst remaining mysterious, I'm serious.
I know I can **** with you, I got more rhyme than a cow has moo, you're just acting cool.
You can call me professor Jutsu, because I'll take you to school, I'll sit your ass down and make you look like a fool.
Yes I am the professor, posesser, depressor, and now a confessor.
Jesus turns water to wine the same way I turn thoughts to rhymes.
Chronologically you're running out of time, the line you're walking is fine.
I will stop your flows abruptly, you don't want to mess with me, acting like you could accomplish this possibly.
Although you're intrepid, I'll leave your ass decrepit, because my words and flows are deceptive and yours are ineffective.
I can destroy you on a molecular level, lyrically I'm the devil, leaving you to revel, while I dishevel.
Think about it man, this is round one, if you wanna keep going I got more to spit, shit son.

Boo hoo, you think your so cool?
You're as fresh as a whore that has been pumped by a bro
My lyrical statements are gonna break your visual chord
I'm gonna strum a guitar with random chords and yet beat your lazy ass verse
It's so sad to know the fact your an hardcore cartoonist
But you keep forgetting I'm an hardcore rapper and I'm gonna end you the soonest.