Battles SyllableSeb vs -ian-
RULES
Straight Dissing. Nothing personal :P
Max of 20 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- call me the rubbish man cause I've come to take out the trash,
- you ain't the shit if you smell like it you just needa wipe yo ass,
- I would give you props on raps but your shit is queer see,
- you wouldn't know what a multi syllable rhyme was if you spit the dictionary,
- the reason you're still a virgin is cause of your small dick,
- you couldn't pick up a white girl if you had wifi on a forklift
- so talk shit, I called it,
- by the time I'm done you'll forfeit,
- Ill have you running laps around me sun as if you was in orbit,
- but the only reason your raps are whack is because you didn't planet,
- you disappear down yo mums blackhole until you vanished,
- lets stop talking about space cause you take it all up,
- had your bitch in my basement with all doors shut, with her on all fours fucked,
- inside my all whores hut,
- you could catch the flu still you'l never be iller,
- the only reason there's crack in your house is cause you're looking in the mirror,
- so here I am asking myself why you rap bad,
- you just a pedophile looking for these children on Rappad,
- so before I start showing off and starting a scene,
- Ima finish by calling you a dick cause you are what you eat,
DEFENDER'S RAP
- a tradition passed down in time sees the youth surpass the elder
- but you're just a child, nuts aint dropped, don't harass this rhyme-welder
- because I craft bars in a smithy and disbar pretenders with the gavel
- hammering and hammering, you can't touch this and begin to unravel
- so go ahead, dust off your best lines and your top rhymes
- so mislead in thinking you can test mine--better stop time
- to practice your craft, rehearsing verse after verse
- honing each heckle, researching curse after curse
- unfortunately reality doesn't give you this needed lead
- so I'ma body you lyrically, leave your family bereaved
- reveal the weak seed they birthed, the disappointment hits hard
- seal the bleak casket and into the hearse with those shit bars
- your eulogy is like a litany of diseased verbal deeds
- your parents flinch visibly as the preacher reads from the lines you've conceive
- an awkward silence follows, the audience appalled
- haul the coffin to the grave site, I watch the tossed earth fall
- now I'll pull you from the earth, reverse the curse of your demise
- build you a new foundation, help shape the rhymes you now devise
- fashion you after my own image, setting the new bar(s) high
- your passion rising with the skills I imparted when I gave you new life