Battles vs Nayth96
RULES
30 Max I gotta work on it more but I'm getting there as can see, DONT RECORD
Max of 30 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Nayth96 won this battle!
4 ROUNDS
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Battle on April 2 2018, Battle on June 30 2018, and Battle on September 29 2018
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- It's not always a mild path. I've come to find most sidewalks slant,
- And In the process, promised not to look behind, but smile back. ‘when It’s the end’
DEFENDER'S RAP
- For the time spent I'm violent, in one strike came Syrians
- I can only try to rhyme quiet with the right to remain silent
- My plots foreseen, you'll fall between warps of time and space,
- Caught beneath a tide of this righteous age
- A whack rapper in sight with that trash, that you got written in you're sightless gaze,
- It's a sign of the massive climb we face,
- Aimin' for the stars yo you're mind is brave, I sense some censorship,
- While you dwellin' on sentences sounds
- Cause death to the deafest kids, the flow is complex with every verse written
- Absurd 'n' twisted, my words are vivid,
- As I disperse my lyrics, you'll collapse, as ur path had cracked, when the earth has shifted
- Til hell freezes over every verse'll be vicious,
- Til hell freezes over my word my work'll be immersed with a surge of sickness.
- You never seen or heard a certain rapper as fresh as this
- You're pressured as the seconds tick, yo don't write a line just cause the rhyme fits,
- That's like saying.. one condom fits all different sized dicks.
- Learn to think or end up forming a tumor
- I know what happens I forseen the future
- I'm in a solid state the might as well just slaughter the case
- Unlike urs my brain thinks sharper then blades that a barber obtains
- What's the best solution for the next pollution wondering ?
- I'll smash tracks and act sick, I don't pack gats and clap shit
- U can rap fast with practice, this is battle rap,
- So ima rattle U whack that acts black till the upper half of your body moves,
- So far back that it snaps fast and the backlash will crack ur back
- Call me cold hearted but no bitch, and this dope part written is so sharp like Mozart,
- U can't compose bars like this, in this known art of wits
- My flows hard like crowbars that hit., it's too late to think about your shit before u decide to attack
- Now U itching for defeat like a bad case of crabs an it isn't it my fault you just embarrassed your ass...
- I slayed this verse, what is left is a Mile of Deaths with a Pile Flesh graves in Dirt, the way I explain words may disturb u way worse then when this flame burns a baby at a first day birth.