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This will be be fun, your fist is a gun, it would matter if you weren't an armless one, harmless one Failbadon

All your accolades are failed crusades. The forces you've tamed sully your name. "Wheres his game?" they cry

"A crusade again? when will we win?" But your time will come FIN. Soon the forces of man will turn back your latest attack. And when you lose this time, the eye of terror wont take you back.

>>32832605

Your arms are like your rhymes: super lame
My rhymes are hot, like a burning flame
Your style and victories? Non-existent
Just like your black crusade, shit's so distant
Even the Ultramarines missed it
Your flow is weak, your lyrics tame
Shoulda asked the Chaos Gods for some better game
Sucka
You ain't despoilin' shit, nigga you wack
Ain't nobody scared when Abaddon attacks
And that's a fact
Bitch
The bell on Terra don't toll for no lost souls it's only role is to let us know
Just how many times we're gonna kick your ass
And that's the end of this black mass cause yo ass is grass
By the Emperor's will nigga
PEACE

>>32832741
Another whelpling needs a helping of claw swings and rap slings.

I would do it personally but I have better things.

Like legions to command with the wave of my hand, while each imperial planet hangs by a strand (just as planned).

And what do you have? Traitors are the entire of your empire and we only climb higher

our forces spread as you are broken, so soak-in this tok-en until the gods are awoken.

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Rolling in da war wagon, sharpening mah choppa
See some of da boyz, we gotta waaaaaagh!
Da burna, da slugga, da all mighty dakka
I'm Ghazghkull Mag Uruk Thraka ya git, one of da boyz
Pull out mah shoota to make da noize.
Dakka dakka dakka!

>>32832845

KNOCK KNOCK WHO IS IT THIS TIME
IT'S THE HIVE MIND BRINGING YOU MAD RHYMES
ALL YOU FLESHBAGS BETTER MAKE WAY
BECAUSE AT THE END OF THE DAY YOU'RE ALL JUST PREY, OKAY?
NORN QUEENS SITTIN IN THE CRIB
PUTTIN ON THEIR BIBS
READY TO FEAST ON SOME ABADDON RIBS
SPINNIN MAD STRANDS LIKE THEIR NAME IS ABATHUR
WHAT, FLESHLING, YOU NEVER HEARD?
OUR NUMBERS ARE INNUMERABLE
OUR HIVE FLEETS ARE MANEUVERABLE
YOU THINK YOU HAVE NUMBERS THAT'S ADORABLE
GET READY TO SAY BYE BYE CAUSE THERE'S NO QUESTION THAT YOU'RE GONNA DIE AT THE HANDS OF HIVE TY, SO FLY
YOUR GALAXY IS JUST A BUNCH OF SMALL FRIES

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Get a load of these fleshy sacks
with their las-weak beats and plasma hacks.
It's time to step down, get down before the crown. After sixty million years one helluva count down.

We collared our gods. We got our metal bods, so you better get ready, better gather your squads.

With my niggas Night Bringer and the Great Deceiver, that's fate on the ringer, time pick up that receiver.

Listen close all you Eldar cause this rhyme's for you. Heard you been frontin' so your times are through. We're coming for you, this time it's true, this is the new coup so you'd better make due. After sixty million years we've got a new crew. No matter where you hide, no matter what you do, just remember no niggah been through what we've been through.

Now this is for everyone else in outer space, it's time you understood who here's the master race. We ain't no chaos bitch, we ain't no eldar witch. Our machines are supreme and fuck the color green.

We're a blast from the past, beyond the fine cast, our dynasty is vast, so save the broadcast. We're the scourge from the bygone the mother fucking Necrons.

That was a nice intermission,
But here comes the Inquisition,
You got about a second to be wishin'
You hadn't been spittin'
Those heretic words.
Now here comes the hurt,
Chaos blurts,
Xenos chatters,
Filth, meet your better,
We got blades of steel,
Mass appeal,
Teams going for the kill,
And we're humans still,
No need to praise false gods,
No need to feed birthing pods,
No need to ally with blue weaboo,
No need to check what the fungus do,
Because we come in unexpected,
Undetected,
But count your days,
'Cause we 'reck face,
Yours among the thousands before,
Knock - Knock, the big I at your door!
You think your big time, You think you got us trumped,
Well, that's your first fault, also, have a thread bump.

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>this thread

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>>32835486
>mfw it doesn't go on.

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B-bump?

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These niggas who be dissin'
My legion must be missing
The crusades that tore through space with claws
Of lightning
Striking and blighting
We're frightening
The boys in blue keep biting
Off more than they can chew
Black Legion niggas know just what to do
Stronger and wiser we grew
From years in the Eye of Terror
While bitches on Terra think the whack-ass Emperor can hold out forever
Corpse on a throne, meat on the bone
And we're hungry
Got the hunger like Ravens jacking artifacts

When we ride, men die
Skulls crushed under demon hoof;
This is the 41st Millenium:
Chaos is the only truth

>>32836549
The Eye of Terror,
Whoops, error,
You came out of your hidey hole,
Forgot that our 'marines are swole,
When you ride, men die,
Fuck yeah, traitors fry,
Heathens cry, Heretics lie,
Corpses everwhere - Yeah!
But they are yours, brother,
Which crusade is this again? Bring another,
Cadian men ready to hold and fight,
Bring your band of punks alright,
Flood our defense line, go ahead,
Pew, pew, pew, we shoot 'em dead,
Slice 'em top to bottom,
Superior weapons, we got them,
Loaded up on glory and purpose,
You forget that Emp's the word is,
Fighting for humanity,
Besting the calamity,
Best day there will ever be,
You best get an epiphany,
When you call class for a trip,
We will bust your shit,
Class trip's cancelled for bad weather,
Stomped by boots from regularium leather,
Sorry, there's a storm out here,
And they shall know no fear,
You think we would run scared?
Last time I checked, no one cared,
No one fled the line,
Commissars handling the troops just fine,
And when you think you bring the pain,
Droppods full of anger make you howl in vain.
There's some steel coming your way,
Hey, don't fall back, stay,
As long as one of you fucks draws breath,
We got an ongoing recipe for death,
Recipient is you,
Now come crusade, I dare you to.

what is my life
hope you enjoy, these were a lot of fun to do
please gib more I have nothing to do today

>>32832605
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1T8VLJykid5

>>32832713
http://vocaroo.com/i/s03IU5rArKwc

>>32832741
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0mh5oEQoNBh

>>32832845
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0QcKkrVy85j

>>32832990
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1pVN4JBhUCF

>>32833001
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1kuWOsWgegQ

>>32834168
http://vocaroo.com/i/s1nfgxExBCZj

>>32835440
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0qIu3WEyWYL

>>32836549
http://vocaroo.com/i/s0QMmQeeYDxx

>>32836742
>My inquisition part

>What I expected
Some Wonderbread white kid trying to rap extrahardcoregangsignsthrownwutangclan.
>What I got
A hobby voice actor reading out the lines as if an Inquistor would address the crowd of fearful Imperial citizen to boost morale.

I laughed and smiled. Thanks, anon.

>>32836692
The Cadian men -
Oh, how many you spent?
Your bleedin' blood dropping straight into the maw of Khorne,
Who's got more bloodletter homies than babies will be born,
Before the rot sets in from my man papa Nurgle,
Your sweet flesh he savours, your Emperor no hurdle
To burgle
Your minds; kinda like the Great Deceiver
Who was laughing at your weak rhymes before you'd even conceived 'em.
Pawns, they call us, but we just know the game:
You can hide behind your guns but you'll lose all the same
Every ounce of fear in your body sets Chaos reeling,
My Word Bearer brethren know that worshippin' feeling,
So why not join us, get some skills that ain't so whack?
Maybe I'll introduce you to the Daemonettes out back
The Imperium is crumbling, but wounded animals still fight
You'd better join the winning side before the inevitable night
Our Crusades get stronger, our dicks only get longer
Sniffing more grains of warp dust than humans I've wasted
I've tasted
The so-called fury of the Guard,
But let me tell you that up close their skulls aren't quite as hard,
As the grip of the warriors who have the courage to face the truth,
We gaze upon the madness,
But we see with eyes so clear,
Unbound by your lies,
You might embody the fear,
That you feel when you contemplate our conquest of the stars;
Or you can cower, and die,
Forgotten like the old knowledge of Mars

>>32832713
It's a rap battle

Not def poetry jam

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>>32836742
Archive plz?

>>32836946
>>32836946
Eylsians reporting in,
Taking the choppers for a spin,
What's that we're bringing to the task?
Glad you asked!
We got a some juicy 'nade appetizers,
Swooping in, heretics none the wiser,
Dropping bombs like we drop rhymes,
Open wide, choke on these lines,
There's a fresh load of rockets,
suck it,
Hope you got the memo,
Demo - Charge in your pocket,
Plasma blast in your face,
Blasting you back into space,
No worries boo, we ain't done,
There's more where this came from,
Devour me? Devour this!
Delicious melta bliss,
Suck on this!
Let's see if you got room for more,
Chaos Undivided's whore,
Bumbling, jumbling mess of bones,
I got troopers covering all drop zones,
Swarming your shit, ready to deploy,
Did you see these yet? Got a new toy,
Lascutting your ancient armour into ancient scraps,
But that's just the flavourin',
Bringing the Valkyries in,
That's the real dessert, the ticket,
No matter if your armour's the thickest,
Lascannon overflow, hoe,
Zapping your dudes on a fly-by,
Blasting your walkers sky-high,
Wagner's playing while you mooks die,
We're serving all of you, don't be shy,
Your in my kitchen, get some breakfast,
Let's see how long your tanks last,
I got krak 'nades, lasers in spades,
Regiments to replace,
The colonel's a hardcase,
You think we'd ever stop?
Time for a Sentinel drop.
Venators going for a ride,
Tauros' by the side,
We got mad game,
Putting you to the flame,
Dessert comes flammbée,
Dropping the mic, have a nice day.

Word.

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Hey now, join the chaos gods
You’ll get money and bitches and unholy body mods
Screw the High Lords, all rich greedy and fat
Join chaos bitch, it’s where the real power’s at
You think you’re loved by that corpse on a chair?
Think again motherfucker, we’re the ones who care!
Tzeench will make the warp your domain
That great guy Nurgle will take way the pain
Slaanesh will give you pussy (and an extra dick)
Khorne will make you spill blOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD, SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE!!!!
*ahem*
So if you wanna be a pimp or warrior or lich
Then stop worshipping, the false emperor BITCH!

>>32837531
There's something in the air and it reeks of shit,
There's is something better and I'm lovin' it,
Greater Good, if you catch my drift,
Like any honorable person should, don't look so miffed,
Your face is a rotten mess,
You're repulsive, I confess,
I'm sorry for you,
But I don't worry about you,
Mass drivers is how we do,
Mass crisis, too,
Suited up,
Make the looting stop,
Missiles streaks across a clear-blue sky,
Songs of freedom ring as you chucklegheads die,
Fire Caste at the ready,
Hold that pulsegun steady,
Drones come down on you,
Can't be corrupted, it's true,
We don't fall for your empty words,
We rather send tanks flying like birds,
Hitting like a truck,
You better back the buck up,
We don't run, son,
Got bondsknives with the entire clan,
Also, there's something to say
About stable plasma weapons saving the day,
Submunitions ruinings yours,
Sniping your troops, deamons on all fours,
"Fire everything"
Shwing!
You got the blues, and I got it too,
Just mine jives better, and you have no clue
What the Eff hit ya,
Now get off my land, lest we split ya,
Like your forces and Legions back in the Eye,
Go back home Chaos, time to die.

>>32836742
Nice one anon, I love your rendition of ork voice.

bump for the bump god