Battles yaztherapper vs
RULES
Focusing on punchlines
Max of 64 lines
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yaztherapper won this battle!
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Battle on September 4 2016
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- You wanted a punchline battle so its time to school you (Literally)
- welcome to class kid, im teaching verbal classes
- if u cant see im ballin then you need erkel-glasses
- matter of fact, my facts reach the masses
- hip hop aint dead man so forget the caskets
- my verbal skills are straight so forget these fagots
- my punchlines are funnier than a basket of bob sagets
- written classics, deeper than your moms baggage
- i just speak my mind, what the fuck is a metaphor?
- my style aint easy like the neighborhood rent-a-whore.
- My rhymes are like shot clocks,
- interstate cops
- and blood clots,
- my point is your flow gets stopped
- (Drinks some water and clears throat)
- always on point like decimal, i change it up
- like your extent to the power of two i claims the top
- hey im teaching this to a kid, thats why im sticking to basics
- somebody's having a hard time seeing, somebody get him lasek
- my verses are hair cuz theyre just off the top of my head
- so when my punches suck, i nut and say "get outta my bed"
- detention for everybody, yalls rhyme patterns are timed out
- like a dr suess book i think these kids are all rhymed out
- dont be a bedwetter about my "w" and get pissed
- class is over for now............ kid your dismissed
DEFENDER'S RAP
- my lines do it bigger than caps lock
- u think your number one but u really just half pac
- got a fly bitch goin down, call it blackhawk
- girls numba's come around like a fkin padlock
- the only time i come close to losin(loosen) is when im wearin a tie
- all deez rappers optometrists only carin about the I (eye)
- im not 1 (one), 2 (to) do a 3 when ive met a 4 (metaphor)
- eitha way I window (win though) you can go and get ya self a door
- ironic like independant bankers who will not approve a loan (alone)
- bought mah whip off the internet yeah the rims are Google Chrome
- im tryin to get out the hood like grass stains
- to get unda her bra it only takes a half brain
- so quick
- get the docta, emergency, my heads fillin wit mercury
- im certaintly gettin hurt ya see
- im slowly turnin into hercules
- muscles growin and veins showin purpley
- so watch me go harder than the crotch of ron burgandy, bourbon please
- urgently im tryin to loosen up but the girl wit the caboose in front of me is makin me goosebumps
- and i fkin slime more than R.L Stine
- yes the wait (weight) is ova like I made the barbell climb
- give me about 2 seconds to jack jacklyn-the jews necklace
- get the sausage between her eggs like we were havin a nude breakfast
- then mark it off my nude checklist while tryin not to be rude reckless, nigga check this
- im goin harder than motley crew's checklist, pop shots but im used to tetnus
- guess this the end of every artists career, my lines quietly brilliant so my genious is hardest to hear
- my money is so young that they still card us for beer
- you right im not from the hood i wear cardigans here
- see listen, im a thing of nightmares, a thing that causes night tears
- see me in your dreams and ya end the soon to be near
- cut your head diagnolly my rap is killin silently
- and have my words like chronic or some hydroponic I ideaologically design my raps to make ya head bleed
- put you in a cold sweat like u unconcious off ya feet deep
- aspirations let me see and think clearly, invisioning images of rap in my head unattanibaly tryin to figure out the fuck I said
- i get bitches fame from sex video, like i'm ray jay
- now I got guns to spray and im outtie like MJ