Battles Ame vs Mottee
RULES
24 bar limit, written only
Max of 24 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Mottee won this battle!
2 ROUNDS
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Battle on January 15 2020
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Now whose this nerdy little fuck about to catch this fury to the gut
- Ain't worried bout you punk, I'll drop Trae like Steph Curry in the clutch
- Youve got over 100 battles under ya belt, but all of 'em Juz soft writtens
- Checked ya Soundcloud..how you rap a capella and STILL sound off rhythm?
- It's obvious JT Juz isn't Nsync, I guess it's time to say Bye-Bye-Bye
- I know after my reply this guy might die, put him in a box thats 5-by-5
- In hole measuring 6-by-6..for this fag with lower level skills
- But wait! It gets even better..its Juz too bad that you never will
- And now I have the orders to bombard this stupid fag with mortars
- I'll knock some cents into his head, soon as I find my bag of quarters
- Reading my bars will have you embarrassed and truly feelin dumb
- If your rhymes are lines of steel..my question is, who you steal 'em from?
- Juz try and hide geek but you can outrun Ame's iron sight reach
- You gonna eat my words? ok try these..Tide pods, Cyanide, bleach
- Break ya neck so your collar don't pop, all the blood the doctors won't stop
- But honestly, you're not worth the time like a fuckin dollar store watch
- Trae isn't sick or close to dope, let alone surviving my lyrical overdoses
- I'll have him laid out and more twisted up than difficult Yoga poses
- There's no hope for posers, anybody sayin your winning..they wrong
- I don't mean we don't like R&B when I say nobody wanna hear Trae Songz
- Ok bitch..now it's crunch time, leave your face riddled with punchlines
- Sending Trae to the floor faster than kids gettin tripped in the lunch line
- Hit his head with the shots, leave him decomposing dead in a box
- I don't need Atlanta to have Trae picked up and all red from the Hawks
DEFENDER'S RAP
- This ain't what you used to, poetry slams and rap disses ain't a comparison
- This is live round simulation to that flare gun
- I checked yo history it's scarred with L's, check me, a scar is like blasphemy, I bare nun
- Blast for me? why even try? you can send a shot
- But my response will have yo men dropping like that song from the Y
- I don't mean to disparage you, I mean to disinherit you
- When Im done striking I don't wanna see you battle again talkin' bout "i still got a spare or 2"
- Nah, my aim? like a perfect game. it took his soul, these 3 shots in a triangle, he fit to bowl
- But I won't bar you to death...yet
- Your success so far has garnered respect
- You got some wins, you done put on for yo set facts
- I'm just warning you taking this L is gone make the squad hate you
- I mean you asked for this set-back
- Remove the vertebrae he'll have a set back
- Karma's a bitch, you took so many made up lives on here fakin'
- Eventually that evil intent got yours taken too
- Kidnap his wife and kids since that's what it's been taken 2
- Yo last battle? amazing, you almost beat the nigga that almost beat the nigga who beat me too
- So I guess technically...maybe? we're an even match
- Don't even laugh, it's not true. My rival? not you
- Ironically I was grey emotionally while writing shit worthy of natsu
- Ame a sickness for name flips? I got the cure, rain on his parade like amegakure
- I be thinking so a-head theoretically, taking yours is how I make it back to sure
- You just jumped into the Bermuda triangle, winning this? is making it back to shore