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I dunno how long the BYOB battles are meant to go for, I'll put 5 days to be safe and the max amount of lines
Max of 64 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- It’s taken months to get me back in the ring
- Not sure if I’ll be back in swing of things but let’s see,
- So Mer who’d you hook me up with?
- Isak zero Silva? You’ve gotta be kidding me
- Alright so I’ve been gone a while, my style’s been reborn I’m vile
- Pure filth and greeze on a beat, my punches leave you screwfaced
- I play good cop bad cop with my setups call me Harvey Dent I’m two faced
- You feeling lucky Isak? You’ve gotta 50/50 chance, heads I win tails you die
- That’s a risky dance
- Cos you dancing with death tonight Isak
- Hope you came in your Sunday best
- Cos Sunday next I’ll be speaking about you again
- At your funeral, you’ll be 6 feet under
- Cos in this battle you came under prepped
- What’d you expect Isak?
- That I wouldn’t
- Come out swinging
- And punch down bitches
- Who try tarnish my image?
- Nah I came to end you
- And imma just be straight up
- I checked your soundcloud out
- My bars are better
- You ain’t half as clever
- As ark it’s evident
- Your bars are sedative
- I par you, effortless
- Cos the way I see it, my words are weaponry, weaving wizardry, a wheeling syzygy between speech and electricity, shocks your mind but heals it instantly cos you can hear it differently
- So now you can perceive my proclivity, for pairing puns and punches, perfectly placed personification anyday over number crunching
- But believe me there’s another hundred ways, I could stuff your face with all those literary techniques, from idioms to motifs
- I’m riddling your whole team obliterate your whole fleet with words
- You dont pose a threat to me
- Your flow is dead to me
- My flow is heavenly
- Coming with loads of energy
- You aint got MULTIS like that
- I’ll be back in the second round
- Oh hang on a sec
- To bring them multis right back
- TIME
DEFENDER'S RAP
- arketype,
- once I saw you were my opponent, I started filling me with confidence
- you know you can't beat me, might as well try killing me with compliments
- want to board the ark to survive this flood of bars?
- that would be inpractical, you couldn't enter the avenue
- cuz I've seen that there ain't another species of rappers as bad as you
- arketype is having a rough start, he's thinking of ways to budge
- but it's not working at all, tried bricking his mind like a wall
- ends up playing his trump card but I'm sitting on the deck
- and I'm stearing to my victory, while I'm dissing your respect
- do you fear this killing yet, I will be tearing you to shreds
- he prays to god, cuz his life is long but now he's wishing he was dead
- tryna blow up with your verse, forgot I'm resistant to the blast
- so your suicide bomb will take 2 lifes at once without killing me instead
- I'm a telekenisses wonder child, so how do I arm for fights,
- when my opponent so dumb and blind
- that I can't even see whats on his mind
- Because arketype doesnt even know what type of bars to write
- even tho this is a common sight, hence the battle you fought with hyde
- this will turn into a liquidation off 32 bars of fahrenheit
- he has lost track of every line of duty that an artist has
- because he's shipping everything that sounds like barks and quacks
- you can tell a graph that the singal sparks once I drop my text
- my pen will draft paragraphs, weld and craft until the bar is set
- arketype is a mental sloth, whenever his L is caught its fetched too fast to coprehend
- got you dropping down so hard you're wondering what type of ark is that