Your best worst raps

Your halo is burning for a motherfucking reason. Upon the holy planes you must have committed treason. You wish that you were FALLEN but you're stuck in purgatory. You lost your wings, your soul don't sing. Your burns tell the whole story. You don't spit flames it's just that you're too goddamn hot headed. And goddamn wasn't used lightly because your future's dreaded. You're smitten. The tainting snake has bitten. Your role has been rewritten. Your blackened heart is dripping.

You might as known as dat boi but to me you are my sex toy https://pa1.narvii.com/6392/77dfaccd72dbe90b68d0060839591b36ead1a0a1_hq.gif

What's this? A challenge I'll take the bait Here's a lesson in what happens when you start tempting fate I left the holy planes because I am an adventurer Better me than a soilder who names himself an emperor XD I admit There are aspects of this place I reprimand But I'm here for a reason Angels are the lords hands Not a single choice I made would I ever rebuke Meanwhile I bet you regret that you called on the nukes And yeah I mean myself, the beat already exploded the "heat" of your rhymes have already eroded It's fine It's cool You tried your best Get a C for effort Here's the next test: Put up the words that show you aren't asinine Surely you can You were made from the divine So let me know when you're ready to come at me stronger Cause imma let you know the name Vincent means "to conquer"

A test of skill? A waste of time. You're all burnt out. You're past your prime. You arch your back, and snap your spine. I still turn water into wine. V for Vague. You clearly don't prove your points Very well. I for Ignorant to take on an Immortal who fell. N for Newcomer. You really are out of your league. C is for the clots in your veins where I bestowed these bleeds. E is for Endurance since you did make it this far. N a repeat T for Tainted your blood is black like tar. oof how many grammar errors did i make

Fuck it go bar for bar. I'll murk you in bumper cars. I'll win in Mario Kart. I'll feast on your beating heart. Did you know? This is just the start. Man don't wanna see me get dark. Man's been know to pepper that clart. Last who clashed me fully got sparked. Chest got bored like Tilted Towers. Dotty bangs redder than Cherry Sourz. Superman punch I'm super powered. Like Tempa T down man'll get showered.

Sigh That's it I have had enough Think your raps are tough It's about to get rough Best be ready to show off your stuff Wanna be a king but you are still a pauper when compared to me Cause I'm a show stopper a star I'm lit fit legit might as well quit I've all the words to spit And I've acknowledged your grit You got balls to challenge me cannot be denied Especially given how much your ass has been fried Turn water to wine? That's some cheap ass liquor It might get me buzzed but I want something quicker Tell ya what though Kai I'll give you something hearty Some actual raps That will bring the party You treat me like I'm done while your game is ballin Ironic that your crew all call yourselves "fallen"? But I'll give you one more shot Prove that you're brave Don't worry when you fail I'll raise you from the grave (;

This guy named Halo. Claims I challenged him but check the 2nd page though. Dissed out my whole squad thinking that I'd let the rage go? Your lyrics are inane bro. I'm so cold I turn the fucking rain, snow. I'm so insane that I sub zero'd the rain hoe. You wanna play? We can play until I say so. Wanna stay? You can stay until I say so. You can chill, but know your motherfucking place yo. I contemplated with these thoughts for a moment. Let him try, let him fry, fucking smoke him. Let him weep, let him cry, leave him frozen. Let him dry out in the sun with the wounds open. Let him die out in the open that's an omen. Let him spit all of these words like he has hope in that small puny meek mortal mind that he's toting. I'll think of more later, cause I'm all Burned out. Reminds me of a Halo, who's begging for some clout.

You can drop the mic just dont drop the soap Dressed in all white but im not the pope To See thicc thighs i Dont need a scope In god we trust, in Charles i hope But my hopes hang high it doesnt need a rope My rhymes are harder than depression with no means to cope B)