Battles  Maverick vs Plazebo

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

Maverick won this battle!

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Battle on June 25 2016

CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • Better than you? Welp, I reckon I deem to be
  • This is a rematch but either way it's my second succeeded ya see
  • Now according to my Doppler Radar I've got something for ya in weather schemes;
  • If I ever made the world alliance turn toward each other; then I tore-NATO,
  • You're a gentle breeze
  • This focal ratio that my lens sees is a morgue of gravestones and Celsius freeze
  • When the day's cold in -73
  • I see a, Heavy Rain, and a storm of hailstones pelting me
  • On my wins; an 11 streak reigning in bars
  • And air snow I'm melting sleet
  • Any season;
  • Oregano, Curry like peppered heat when I'm draining every 3
  • And amazement is what I'm never seizin'
  • I'm headstrong; dumbbell thoughts I guess I'm mentally brawn; don't sweat the heat
  • And by that I ment LeBron 'cause what's occurring is my specialty;
  • Punchlines like knuckle-sandwiches, no bread or cheese
  • I'm shootin' big racks; bucks like hello dear you've got breasts in D's
  • I've also got a couple rackets; could make LOVE to tennis teams
  • I write in wildfires like burnin' several trees, can't write on notebooks too much tempered heat
  • So I bought a retardant notebook to help achieve
  • But you're too retarded and mentally, inadequate while I'm headed to teach y'all
  • Placebo's Special Needs
  • This dude's more disgusting than black jelly beans
  • I write caffeinated with energy, but after they glanced at your rhymes they fell asleep
  • My bars are swell indeed making' opponents beg for mercy with swelled up knees
  • Rhymes never fall of the marge I put 'em together incredibly
  • Not gay when I say I took my Homie's yellow seed
  • Bar-T but to get sexually and to have an egg to we'll find a Hennessey
  • Yeah I treat these bars tenderly, no need to raise the intensity gonna toss ya an L, Moe like that dude from Sesame Street

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Lookie here, this rookie queer, it would certainly appear
  • as if he wants to get roasted, well I guess i'll volunteer
  • Last time we battled, this fucker wasn't civil to me
  • Insulted what I do, my rhymes and my ability
  • You're such a chatterbox, you call yourself a rapper? Stop!
  • this endless loop of me dissing you's a paradox
  • Your dumbass had the same job since you were sixteen
  • Sellin' Big Macs and Apple Snacks at Mickey D's
  • I insulted where you work, out of line, i apologise,
  • But did you get my order right? A number nine with jumbo fries?
  • You steal your toilet paper from the homeless
  • You got no bitch, no job, aids, you're hopeless!
  • And when I get big and go on to promote this
  • And the people on RapPad finally notice
  • All that reputation you got stacked up on your profile
  • Should all go to me, instead of some whack wannabe Juvenile
  • When I'm done with you, cunt, you be like John Locke
  • Baffled with my battle, stunned and gone, ya Lost.
  • When you google "psychotic" it just says, "Do you mean Ozihcs?
  • That punk-ass twat who I think's an alcoholic?"
  • Shut the hell up before I knock you unconscious
  • You threaten me daily but I mock you regardless
  • In our previous battle you should have been disqualified,
  • But it ain't your fault, maybe the rules need to be magnified,
  • This time around, there's only one, don't spit the usual
  • If that's the best you can do then i'll write something beautiful.

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