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!

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

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  • 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.
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  • 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.

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