Battles Feellostinme vs Bar-Spitter
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- You're wacker than I could have ever imagine any other bad rapper to be.
- After you spit your verses im filled with laughter by your ignorant banter, either your stupid or just really good actor.
- Don't think rapping faster is going to distract from the fact that your lyrics are a complete disaster.
- What's even sadder is that awful chatter you arrogantly consider to be your rhyming pattern.
- It meets the basic standard of what my ears believe is a hearing hazard.
- In fact I'd rather lather my ear holes with plaster than be forced to listen to the word formation created from that splattered grey matter that's inside your head.
- I'm here to shatter all those preconceived beliefs you've gathered about how you're some creative word crafter turned lyrically talented rapper.
- Now it appears as if you're suffering from a case of illusion of grandeur.
- Thinking your art is prolific and visionary like you're some kind of mordern Shakespeare.
- And you consistently insist that the shit you produce is pure.
- As if it was some sort of cure for the pollution that's been spewed through the whole collective and back into the atmosphere.
- I hate to interfere with your dreams of a rap career.
- But you need to steer clear of this path, my dear.
- It will only lead you through a trail covered by your own salty tears
- that will leave you dissapointed for more than just a few years.
- How are you not insecure by the immature thoughts your brain is forced to endure?
- It's like a recurring injury only twice as severe.
- I'm being sincere when I say I'm actually in fear
- that the circits and neurons in your head have disinigrated and disappeared.
- And the grinded damaged gears within your cerebral hemispheres can no longer be repaired
- Not even by the hands of brightest neural engineers.
- Maybe god can intervine with some mystical divine miracle
- but just remember even he couldn't bless you with the skill of rhyming syllables.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- The one and only Bar-Spitter has arrived to spit his sermon
- I'll verbally beat you black and blue before ripping you down like a curtain
- You consider my bars to nothing more than "awful chatter?"
- Why don't you look at my record and recognize my stature
- And yes, my art is on the level of Shakespeare
- I possess his verbal skill minus the emotion and gray beard
- I don't need a higher power to grant me the power over words
- I posses that shit naturally like the flight of a bird
- My rhymes can move mountains, they can make hell freeze over
- My rhymes can even make Jack Sparrow become sober
- Anyone who tries to step to me will be shredded to bits, case closed
- So now I'll end this rap with a verbal K.O.