Official Bo vs Heat Freestyle Feud Thread

[Guest heat32]

Instead of dragging our rhymes through every thread Bo posts on, here is the home base of the opperation.

 

Now everyone has a place where they can watch Bo get is ass tore up by a white boy. Hell, you can even pick the winner of each round.

 

Note: Some reallying fuckin' foul language ahead, kiddies. Time for bed.

 

 

 

 

Ahem.

 

Now to Bo...

 

bitch, get in position

I see that ass twitchin’

spread those fuckin’ cheeks

don’t even make a peep

 

'cuz when you talk about taking anal,

Bo is your go-to guy

he can take it like a bitch

from my dick that’s like his thigh

 

now don’t forget the KY

or it’ll be YOUR ass

like a burning fire

‘cuz the dick just will not pass

 

you don’t know me

but you’ll learn I’m a fuckin’ hater

while I’m pissin’ in the tank

of your fake Benz with the plug-in CD player

 

I did not come to play

and will knock your ass out

give you a bump on the head

and somethin’ to talk about

 

your shit is whack

like your mom did crack

when you were being conceived

when I hit her up the back

 

now take a swing for momma’s honor

when I talk about how I boned her

even if you connect she still will cry

my kid is called “Retarded Bo” why oh why?

 

you may sucker-punch me

and out flies my gum

but when I hit you back

out comes a string of snot and cum

 

the pain you’ll feel will be fuckin’ insane

‘cuz when I’m pointin’ at you

I’m aimin’ for the brain

 

I’m comin’ for you, BITCH

man, fuck you, BITCH

I’ll put one or two in you, BITCH

I don’t need you, BITCH

 

“but oh my god!”

you’ll wonder why

“why all these bitches in black dresses startin’ to cry?”

 

but you look up and see a stained glass ceiling

you’ll look around and see your fuckin’ skin peeling

you look to your crotch with hope in your eyes

but you see the zipper of a body bag…not your fly

 

after this rap everyone here will say,

“oh my god! Heat’s crazy!

“comin’ with the rhymes that are real racy.”

But after your rhymes they’ll call you Tracy

 

‘cuz steppin’ to me

is like a fuckin’ sex change

you’ll wake up with your dick in your ass

and a new look on your face

 

you see, my shit is off the charts

you are no competition

so get on your knees

I don’t want to hear no bitchin’

 

so smile wide and let me in

I’ll brush your teeth with my meat

keeping them bitches white

when I skeeded on that shit

 

don’t talk with your mouthful

didn’t you learn that one in prison

gettin’ HIV in each cell

passed around like the bitch possession

 

but when you flow with me

you better bring some clean fuckin’ grammar

actin’ like you’re black

just to steal a little power

 

so are you black or Puerto-Rican?

your rhymes say you’re white

‘cuz those bitchass lines are stinkin’

 

I hear you’re a little fucker

like that Hungarian bitch Xero

yeah, the little fuckin’ queer-o

 

…wait…Hungarian?

that bitch ain’t hung

I spooned his girlfriend

and she said he was like her thumb

 

I’m takin’ you to school, bitch

and yes I am the teacher

but I’ll spout off with some gospel rhymes

like some fuckin’ gospel preacher

 

so sit back, relax

and put your head under the desk

start suckin’ like a fiend

and hopin’ for the best

 

HEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLLLLLL YEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!11!!!

 

…bitch.

[Guest Chuck Woolery]

Beautiful. Beautifully disturbing, but beautiful. A solid 8.

 

How will Bo respond? This is Mike Van Siclen, stay tuned.

[Guest Beingz0wningj00]

Bo is in New Jersey for the weekend.

 

 

So it'll be a while for a response.

[Guest heat32]

I guess I will have to chase his ass down again.

 

8/10 from Mike. Got a 7/10 from IL in chat.

 

w00t.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Ahem, Heat?

 

This freestyle? Crap. Y'all be needin' a slap

Right upside your chin, like Ho Chi Minh.

I'm on your trail like an American male,

Raining down, slinging hail

My rhymes'll sting you, you know they'll bring you

To another place--a hyperspace--a delusional stomp

Straight on your face.

 

You can step to this

Or wreck with this

Or even say "Eddy go to heck with this!"

Your skills are weak, but my wood's like teak

I'm breaking your boards till your sweatstains reek.

 

Don't dance with the Mac or you'll get jacked.

With Divefire skills, I flick and I flack.

I'm the freestyle god with the whitest skin,

Slap you down and around with original sin.

Don't even fly to me or mess it, bitch-

I'm unscratchable, see--I'm the seven year itch.

 

One for glory, two for gold

Three for wack-ass rhymes that are always bold

Four on the floor, and five is alive

Six? Infesting your brain with my jive.

Seven's the climax, the end of my rants

So when seven says dance, bitch, you dance.

 

Lose a bra and panties match, and man, I'll never let you slide.

 

This has been MC Edwin. This was produced in approximately 106 seconds. SUCKAAAAH!

[Guest chirs3]

Why the hell is heat in this competition? Edwin just scored a sound 11/10.

[Guest heat32]

...

 

My god that was whack. I'd repost what I said to Bo and change his name to yours for another 4-line KO with the rest if it just tap dancin' on your grave.

[Guest heat32]

Oh and Chris, as you know, I'm a man of special needs. You will now recieve the fist of fury...

 

Prepare the long rubber glove!

 

*snap*

 

Eeny*snap* meeny *snap* miny *snap* mo

I wonder where my glove will go?

 

*snnnaaap*

 

"Uhhggg!!!RRRRRRAAA!!!!"

 

...14 mintues later...

 

"Thanks Chris. *ass pat* Good effort."

[Guest Chuck Woolery]

And Edwin scores a 9.5! What will Heat do to retaliate? Will Bo ever bring the skills? This is Mike Van Siclen, your SCW Champion, and we'll be right back...

[Guest HVilleThugg]

Don't make me go ghetto on yall bitches...cause I'll rip both yall mutha fuckas. Recognize fo' I gotta break out the vicious flow on yall homos.

 

Da "freestyle god" H

[Guest Chuck Woolery]

IT'S THUGG~!

 

What could the former World champion have in store for Edwin, Bo, and Heat? Stay tuned!

 

- Mike Van Siclen.

[Guest HVilleThugg]

Oh, I'm sorry....you thought I was going to grace these sorry fucks with my ill rhymes? Hell no...they don't wanna see me.

 

Da "please...yall don't wanna see me" H

[Guest Chuck Woolery]

THUGG CLAIMS THAT HEAT, BO, AND EDWIN DON'T WANT TO SEE HIM~!

 

Is he telling the truth? Do Edwin, Bo, and Heat really not want to see Thugg? Is Thugg actually pretty? WHEN WILL WE GET SOME ANSWERS?

 

This is Mike Van Siclen, reporting live.

[Guest Muzz]

This is ridiculous.

[Guest Kibagami]

Actually, Sacred, the word you are looking for there is "whack". As in, "This muthafuckin' thread is whack, y'all."

 

They teach this stuff in college. You're welcome.

 

S.

[Guest Muzz]

I'd way 'whack' but I don't want to look like a complete moron.

[Guest Kibagami]

Dude...it's WAY too late for that.

 

Just say it.

 

Say it.

 

SAY THE WORD.

 

S.

[Guest Muzz]

.... No.

[Guest Edwin MacPhisto]

Say the woooooord I'm dreamin' of, and have you heeeard, the word is love?

 

Oh, and by the way--Thugg has told me on several occasions in the past that he's awful at rhyming. He is a non-threat.

[Guest heat32]

Mike, hast thou abandoned me? I can see Chris giving him an 11/10 but we all know he can't count. Cavemen made the wheel, not the numeric system.

 

Bring it Thugg. You saw my rhymes and you know you can't touch ‘em.

 

Bo...just stay in NJ. Stay and hide.

 

While you can.

[Guest Perfect_Bo]

I called heat out and he ran like a bitch

Thugg, you dont learn son, stop talkin shit.

 

I'm the official rap king, holding the thrown..

I'm holding my own, son, dont make me break your bones.

 

it’s time to run these niggas off the streets.

The niggas that want beef and they rock no heat…rock no piece…rock no ice

Just slanted silver teeth…and ya got the audacity to come and get at me.

 

Who the fuck you think you talking to? This aint no ten year old little kid with a mike dream rockin some payless boots.

Respect your elders young blood, I aint telling you again.

You little 15 year old, skid mark bitch don’t fuck with me again.

 

If you say you’re wack, than you’re probably right…

Call it quits, throw in a chair like you’re bobby knight.

You Shaba Ranks looking motherfucker…

I’m like no other…I’ll let a girl treat you like a mother fuckin sucker

 

Youse a stuttering bitch, afraid to say what you feel…

Cause I can catch you in a lie, that you never felt the steel.

You aint controversial…you’re too weak to even be commercial.

I’ma change your name to ‘Ed’ and put you after the word special.

 

So before you start talking shit…get your facts and figures straight

And before you talk thug…make sure you’re ‘straight’.

Curvy ass mother fucker…learn how to rhyme…

You’re little dialect of metaphors, aint even worth my time.

Keep fuckin with me…my rhymes will cut you up like you’re Bobbet.

Get it through your head…I got your heart in my pocket.

 

So heat...go home and beat your meat...Take Thugg home with you and make him your bend over buddy.

 

Ya mother fuckers is stupid...who you? I'm going to say this one last time... I-WILL-NOT-LOSE.

 

Thugg, heat...anybody that wanna step in the plate...I'll let you meet your fate. When my rhymes make you levitate.

 

Now bow down mother fuckers...it's over...

This is my time to shine...this is the new takeover.

 

Bitches....