Battles vs TheRealBXile
RULES
Lil Sparrin Match
Max of 40 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
This battle ended in a tie.
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Battle on March 16 2019
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- In this contest of skill versus wit/
- we find 2 combatants most Emcees can't contend with/
- Both intendin to lyrically wreck the other/
- First up NorStar/
- B you better run for cover Im murkin these kids like my name C Murder/
- Words ignite like napalm in closed caption, flowmatic tactics keep em bouncin like toddlers on a matress/
- B X'ed and D-Filed GRIMM collects and Xiled B-wow to the underground you in my house right now/
- And I smell (meow) I think it comin from you but that's cool lil kiddie I like Chinese food too/
- Skin this kat alive and preheat the grill fool, I been eatin pussy for a minute cover him with Bars-B-Queued/
- I'm an Asshole and Douchebag, Grumpy as fuck and my mood bad/
- Rude ass dude thats crude as oil, confused that dudes act is still enjoyed/
- As much shit that flows out your thumbs man you would think it would BXlax or sumpin/
- The only way your shit in the streets bumpin is if you dropped your phone on the blacktop while rappad was open/
- I spit vile byle like my name Reptile you BXile'd like Abraham's bastard to live in the wilds after his real wife was swollen with child/
- iN Oh aRe yeS Tea Ay aRe, be a quite G in the dark like a silent night so I can hear your heart beat from afar every breath helps me detect where you are/
- I put the hammer to the pin like I'm nailin in my rhymes and set fire to the rain like Adele when I send hot flames thru the sky/
- Light up the night with explosions and smoke like it's the fourth of July you lie if you say you got more arms then I/
- I got arms like Kali I foreign ya ho, alienate your spirit from your body straight deport your soul/
- Grimm Escort you FORwarD cant Escape the deadly Explorer your Focus is poor I implore you endure to ensure my rapport/
- Retort anymore than a yes or a no when spoken to boy and I will rip your tongue out your throat/
- No gassin me like a Tesla but I'm drivin B like Fiesta till he Fall Out like Bethesda then move on to the next up/
- No rest for me I'm the best of the rest of these emcees, they need a rest from me they hesitant to step to me like I'm broken glass and they bare feet/
- How dare he aim vulgarity in my direction and say anything but how sick I am at rappin, shit he barley fairly adequate I can dispatch his ass with my average shit/
- Apply the dot like I thought he was a fraction written in flesh since he only half as good as my whackest tracks at best but I digress/
- Let's see you school the tutor but fool your futile attempts to out maneuver this lyrical crucible will prove to much for you to digest/
- BX I'll confess you and T-Rex share a few traits, your head big you byte shit like microchips, got no reach and no grip and you smell from up to 10 miles away/
- Not sayin you stank but if you was weed you would be dank skunk funk bud that you would have to store in a presurized air tight tank/
- I may not be ballin but you no Globe Trotter bruh Maze Bank from Grand Theft Auto holds all your dollars while I'm over here able to order whatever I want from the menu at McDonald's/
- And supersize my coke and fries and still have enough funds in my wallet to buy a Shark Card and make my own Maze Bank deposit/
- I have yo ass runnin like a broken faucet before you get tossed like frisbee golf and dropped harder than Clubber Lang when he caught Rockys combo and got his block knocked off/
- I'm sick the lyrical equivalent of Ebola you ill bout as hot as a low fever I would compare you to a common cold cuz/
- You flow like molasses slower than 4:00 o'clock traffic I flow like Niagara bars as hard as a cock on Viagra that go in on you cunts and pick you off like scabs bruh/
- I'm textin while drivin this bitch, Miata jus call it quits but Im Sonata stoppin till I wreck dude like a speeding alcoholic/
- All jokes aside BXile you dope like cocain, punchlines and wordplay hit like explosives packed into an airplane slamming into your brain like it was the World Trade/
- So no matter who wins I jus hope that it's close but if you kick my ass congrats but the rematch I really will go fo the throat/
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Who this hooligan that imma have to embarrass?
- ill kick NorStars ass North, all the way to Polaris,
- where are your parents? someone left this kid unsupervised,
- NorStar warrants War, guys lets all witness this Stormtrooper die
- i dont need a reason, the 80s were dangerous but this is Duck Season,
- imma call you Mr. Hanky cause you’re walking excretion,
- you must be dreaming, this nigga grew up on Elm Street,
- can’t overwhelm me, Im the captain of this ship, I shit where the helm be,
- this Fruit Loop think he sweet, and right heres where ill insert the cough,
- this ass whooping is free but you still getting 10% OFF,
- you’re not even 10% boss, you floss even 10% on me and you getting 100% washed
- as if im a germophobic, me and ya bitch we get aerobic
- then put my dick near her forehead so I can Facebook poke it,
- you all bark but no bite, no tellin what i be smelling,
- you my dawg, but starting now All Dogs not going to Heaven,
- MY NAME IS KEVIN, just know i got that McCallister strategy
- this nigga mad at me, im charged up, charged for assault and battery
- for cutting this nigga up to teach the police anatomy,
- hows that for flattery? im crazy for battling limbs,
- you are the type of nigga who spends money on Call of Duty Weapon skins,
- why tho? ya life is a complete game, simulated,
- I beat this man in arm wrestling with both my arms amputated!
- shoot holes in you like Swizz for thinking you can form a diss,
- niggas deformed, right ear attached to his right wrist,
- they nicknamed you “The Cell Phone Man”, always looking like you in a conversation,
- he gets angry, makes a face that looks like painful constipation,
- why you hating Sun? im bright like Betelgeuse on all occasions,
- you dont want no altercation, give your brain a calibration,
- so you can go back to thinking with rationality,
- this niggas Ditto, he lacks his own personality,
- as a person you’re a bore, lacking lore there’s nothing more,
- just some snore named Nor who swore on fours his pen belonged to Thor,
- hahaha…SURE…if at night it lets you slumber,
- i done fucked his Princess Peach, as if im a fucking plumber,
- dont you get the notion? Star im sure you dont want the commotion,
- ill pull up on you like Smash when theres a challenger approaching,
- this what you get for boasting the crowd done witness the explosion,
- my words will stand the test of time, immune to lyrical erosion,
- all jokes aside Nor, you’re dope but should of went for the throat,
- next time you aint gunna want beef after these battle votes….R.I.P. Bro