Battles  TheOtherSwift vs

RULES

Most intense multisyllabic...preferably running through the whole verse

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

TheOtherSwift won this battle!

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Battle on July 26 2015

CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • I don't even know how I finna start this track
  • the mic in hand, gotta plug inside a Marshall stack
  • skip the ten, go to eleven it's a partial hack
  • but nothing like them fuckers parked in back, fart and shat
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  • my tendencies, you know they aren't in check
  • it's a good thing I know just where the market's at
  • don't give a shit about the purpose, ya, my heart is black
  • but leave a trail for my followers to mark the track
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  • think you got a revolution but your spark is whack
  • every bar I bark is like crack or a shark attack
  • for every brain child that dies I kick a martyr's rap
  • then pack a flack jacket and weapons that be hard to strap
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  • I lock my flows down tighter than the harness wrap
  • scaling the walls of my foes and spit hardest raps
  • guerilla war, it's what it feels like when smarts attack
  • cause it's a Satan-aided struggle, make the darkest pact
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  • I'm tryna find about the thickness that the darkness packed
  • I cast a shadow on the battle, make the sharpest cast
  • and fill it in with villains, we're a heartless caste
  • it's all a struggle in the jungle where there Artist last

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Summer breeze, ever-pleasant,
  • Other side, severed peasants
  • Feel the sweet warmth of her smile
  • and of her effervescence
  • Tethered weapons turned pristine
  • with her warm affectiion
  • Adolescent
  • Feel sixteen with her ever-presence
  • I'm pressured by her treasured center
  • Work turns into leisure
  • Pesters turning into treasures, love begins to
  • fester.
  • Strange but it seems when we're together
  • the weather's always better
  • But whenever we're estranged,
  • the weather's always wetter
  • Anything that's ever stained, fixed, by her
  • pleasant nectar
  • World peace or night with her?
  • I know I would select her
  • In her presence, pleasance,
  • but what about her absence?
  • Dreams are vivid, screams of livid midgets,
  • Digging, twiitching
  • Fiends are turning timid, steam from wicked
  • witches, stitching
  • When I'm away from her it seems I feel
  • eternal itches
  • Awake all night, you'd think I was nocturnal,
  • bridges, leading to everlasting chaos
  • Devil laughing, 'stay off!'
  • never get to take the weight off,
  • Acid burn as they cough
  • Massive worms and pale snot.
  • Rancid germs as whales rot
  • Ants live, burned, and tails cut
  • In our palms, there's nails stuck.
  • Lack of strength, just fraiil fucks.
  • Recipient of a nightly seance
  • Imprisonment, lies, and fights we break up.
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  • Now it seems my sight's a slave to her
  • All this from a night away from her.

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