GingerBrat59 vs RedStreak

Battles GingerBrat59 vs RedStreak

This was meant to be a reply to LilButterfly's Battle, but chuck it anyways. Anyone who wants to make a point about rap culture can respond.

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GingerBrat59 won this battle!

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

I'm gonna show something to someone, let this game be open
That rap is not nothin', we ain't here on free coupon
Listen, hey son, straight up, get up, we ain't right from prison
This one gonna hit you straight, but we ain't gangsters
We got no riches, we ain't be petting bitches, we ain't be petting even hamsters
Read the prefix, We maybe smokin weed, but ain't even addicts
We ain't even convicts, we want no conflicts, although I may have killed 100 bandits
but only in my song, don't get me wrong, cuz my oblong faced opponent meant it to be 30 lines long
See maybe I just dissed you, but did I really hit you?
No, but it's my art, can't you just even sit through?
Maybe I'm not that smart, I've got to include fillers and potty jokes about fart
I sometimes can't even rhyme, not so sublime, not even in my prime, but read between the line
It has also got some substance, when I'm not talking about substance abuse for an instance,
When it makes sense, when it's intense, I bet you didn't even even put a thin glance?
When I would be hiding complex issues, penetrating your grey tissues,
When I be talkin about poverty and street feuds
In that verse about ghetto in my last issue,
when I be talkin about guns did you get no clues?
Maybe my lyrical style left you perplexed, left you in wrecks,
but I'm meant no offense, it's my wordplay, all paper and pens
But I think homie you made your point,
but just notice that mine is just different side of the coin

Challenger

DEFENDER'S RAP

Gingerbrat don’t even talk about wordplay/
it’s like you played with yourself in the worst way/
ain’t nobody like that bread, bitch you thirty?/
I ain’t digging the fillers, go hard like a gorilla, i meant Godzilla - see that shit is corny/
you talk about killing bandits, I’ve invented the wild west/
go shoot your best bullet, go put it in my chest/
i bet you won’t do it, see your lines stretched/
what style are you referring to, this shit is rubbish/
I’m decomposing every line you write, you shall be punished/
how dare you call yourself a rapper, all you spit is nonsense/
you try to sound sophisticated every line is complex/
I eat you easily just like me every mornings cornflakes/
you even broke your own rules, what you know about rap culture/
when it’s all over you won’t be remembered i’ll be mount rushmore/

Defender