Battles -ian- vs Funkatron
RULES
Acapella Tournament Match to Determine #1 Contender For next Month 90 seconds
Max of 64 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
-ian- won this battle!
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Battle on January 24 2017 and Battle on May 21 2017
CHALLENGER'S RAP
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- I'm stuck lining up for Funkacomicon now this hooked on phonics pawn tryna call me on?
- Dude, you only squeaked by Apollyon 'cuz he slept on you, came in outta shape -- well that's a polygon
- What a Blur!
- But what's appalling, son, is you got Shmurda'd by Sammy who didn't even bring his best hook to catch a body on
- you'd better read the signs 'cuz I'ma realign this fallen star like I'm a Godly Son
- This Judas paying dues with tunes destined to lose and all that silver makes a paltry sum
- He's quaking like a faulty run, Stroked out like I'm a clot he flung, after several sleepers, the Savior has risen like a coffee run.
- So what the fuckatron, real talk, don't you get it yet
- you need to bring schemes beyond a singular suffix set?
- But instead of developing you just
- regurgitate the same bars as if we'd somehow forget?
- so when we peek at his legacy we see it's just a weak recipe
- and the worst he can speak of me? a mild monotone tendency?
- Well what's more monotonous? the voice itself or the accusation repeated endlessly?
- let me address that aggressively:
- I'ma batter you flat like I'm cookin' with the Bisquick
- Your gums just flap, Jack, so I stack the deck like a Croupier's wrist flick
- in the same vein, flicked wrists and razor wit make for a slick mix
- you watch your life pass in periods as your slit drips
- and I watch the bloody show, thinking, "man, this flick's shit."
- It's bittersweet like Stevia that I'm relievin' ya with this media
- you bleedin' thin schemes like anemia as weak as Wikipedia
- Shock and Awe was this campaign - Mission Accomplished, but I won't Dubya electrocuted
- Funk hung out to dry on this line like Saddam Hussein - publicly executed.
- and all those empty words you spat like a drunk were just wasted breath
- 'cuz that's 2 medics now who've body bagged you after they beat you to death
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Man I speak softly, but carry a big cock,
- But they wanna see me catch a body, I AM THE FIRE, man, just drop,
- They know not, what they wish upon this flobot,
- Turn 'em into a ROFLcopter, like he's a fucking Go Bot,
- Got me feeling like bender, pretzeling this hoe bot,
- Then cancel the show, like Ian's life as a teenage robot,
- This is a competition of kings, gesture, then this jester taken out,
- Just cuz Stephen Hawking can roll, doesn't mean that he can joust,
- Man I'm the reagalest, Speigelest, Mc you'll ever meet at this,
- My water flow go deep, and you not (water) proof, you just (water) resistant, bitch!
- I'll Vash The Stampede up, to this Ghost in a Shell,
- Hit 'em with One Punch, Man, then wipe his Guts off my hand,
- 'Cuz im the manga magnum, don't make me draw it, understand?
- I could dissect his style, but that would mean he even had some,
- But this walking wikipeadia just regurgitate his anthems,
- Better check your refferences, cuz if the ain't related,
- better check your next of kin, cuz you reachy and overrated,
- I'll fuck your mother board, get bored, then boarishly fuck your mouth,
- And you might keep a lil style, if you never spit it out,
- But that's my inner-leg-tual property, it'll properly turn you out,
- Your flow is fucking basic, so it's basicly death you facin',
- You just reading out loud, that ain't rappin', bitch face it,
- NAC gave you credit, saying you got some cock to fap and fondel,
- But can't you tell by his voice, this droid ain't the pleasure model?