Battles -ian- vs
RULES
90 second BYOB league Acapella Battle
Max of 64 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Arketype what a Jung name to give yourself, I rather laugh at it
- Collective Unconscious you say? Well I’ll supply the latter half of it
- You Aussies don’t battle, what’s with that, Arketype?
- You guys write diss tracks, check my Mike, ahem, Parker fight.
- You’re so pissy, your name’s like toilet training: Arc then wipe
- That some Pee at your urging, you’re Purging – Bulemia- makes a barfer light
- You’re so on edge, this L will hit your Ledger – give you a Darker Knight
- I’ll take Arketype’s head at an unexpected time – see you in a Starker light
- But don’t Blink, dog, I’ll have you crash – that’s a Barker flight
- That’s a real 180, I’ll add one two – you’re seeing stars sparkle bright.
- Should I bring the heat or just keep it chill?
- Leave this muthafucka lukewarm when Nyquil/when I quill
- You Saxon-phony! Blowing flat and folding like your bed’s a Murphy
- Got your gums bleeding but no C notes means you end up dead of scury
- My bars got him tapping and fretting like a Van Halen Solo
- He Jump! Like he’s strung out on the base, like this man wearing GoPro
- For him to reach is ingrained, I reap those yields flat like a jumper’s stop
- This G’s MO is to produce filler like it’s a bumper crop
- Your bars are so flabby, it’s like you got hypothyroidism
- I put you out of mind cuz my dislike’s a type of nihilism
- But my rival makes my violent side rise like a tide of tribalism
- So I’m hard on him cuz he erects phallusy like a priapism
- I disemvowel your grammatics like a colon cleanse
- Then I sentence you to hang on my every line cuz I’m renouned for Comma sense
- It’s plane I’m gunning for ya – I Spitfire–like I’m packing chrome
- These shots got you flipping back and forth like a palindrome
DEFENDER'S RAP
- There’s levels to this battle shit
- This a game, lIke playing tetris or battleship
- Cos like, I search blocks flip n shake
- Clean n scrape the dinner plate
- But you’re not on blocks not real hood,
- Not popping glocks, no real crook.
- And my bars detonate on open water
- Straight up levitate it’s total slaughter
- But your ships nowhere to be found
- Cos if it was in sight I’m tearing it down.
- This man’s an android,
- Devoid of emotion
- I leave him crippled and destroyed feeling broken
- Well Droid your OS needs an update
- Cos that flow’s gettin old and stale you’re outta luck mate
- I’ve had enough mate!
- So I’m shooting bars at this gay bitch, see if I can’t set this cunt straight!
- I come from a land of convicts and killers,
- And imma, convicted killer
- It’s no problem when I pop em
- Youre just another object to fill up
- There’s levels to this battle shit,
- Like a level on Smash Bros.
- I take a peek-at-you(pikachu) from down below
- Then I snake my way up one and knock him with a bowser blow
- Did-he-convince(diddy kong) me to stop? That’s a no
- It was Ness-essary(Ness) to pull out the Little Mac and see how far he goes
- Then I’m finally on the top level like Lucario
- I’m punching above my weight again and again
- Cos your place and status?
- Got no place to faze us
- I chase the greatest
- Just to erase their wins
- And make em failures
- I cruise smooth on a beat, you gotta fight n jolt
- It’s no problem taking down a titan with a Zeus lightning bolt
- And I swear to fucken god
- If this yank has a go at me for being an Aussie
- Imma leave droid limpin when I dead this chode
- Or it’ll be a game of knifey spooney, like that Simpsons episode