Battles candypansy vs Slipp
RULES
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Max of 30 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Slipp won this battle!
2 ROUNDS
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Battle on November 4 2019
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I'll vandalize Vanda's weak lines til Vandalistic goes ballistic
- You can't compromise at your meek times, spittin out lines like a sage call me mystic.
- If your raps were in your baseball games then it'd be a foul
- leavin you to collapse. in a sprawl of shame i'm like an animal on the prowl
- I'm doing these lines in rhythm just following a grand tempo
- Your mimicking my skill like mimes, I'll engulf you in my lines in tensity call em a crescendo
- Sorry Vanda, the only way your beating me is with a miscount
- No need to be sad i'm sure lot of people would pay less for me on a discount.
- Flowing like water, crack you down like a tsunami
- Colder then a blizzard, smack you up, as if you were a somebody.
- Ended your whole career like a lethal injection,
- Sendin lines leave you in fear but I guess your used to rejection.
- I guess my skill with a mic is beyond your calculation
- You should just chill, its like i'm listening to a broken translation
- I played you like an instrument, or a full coarse band, but your just intru-mental
- I layed you to rest, like broken filament, I guess your skill is still experimental
DEFENDER'S RAP
- ...Oh, shoot.. The pansy's here.. let's get this one started,
- i'm surprised he was smart enough to put his battle on blind, if i'm being honest.
- time to chew him up like candy -- Wait, this nigga just sharded?
- Shit, he's retarded, smells like ass, but he's lucky i couldn't use rebuttals...
- Anyway, this kid's in a group, called rap Idol.
- Led by Cornwall himself! Damn, you respect that whore's balls?
- fucking British leader, too bad you lost that war, call,
- Cornwallis on the phone, ''Hey, can you tell me where Corn wall is?"
- this nigga can't even move, can't even speak! That's what you call... a Rap Idle.
- you win in the softest group there is, yeah.. What a rap title...
- Let's go back to Idol, you're somehow winning tournaments?
- damn, breath must be bad if they vote you, that desperateness!
- Open this little box of Altoids, possibly Turn a mint.
- Cani gon get tested hard, like i scourge his shit.
- shit for you is going south, further down than Georgia.
- but aye, you give yourself a blow job, makes yourself a whore, bruh.
- So you're horny cuz of Augusta/A Gust of wind, shit, you on the fall line.
- the duck calls you in her discord, the greatest rapper of all time? Yeah, right.
- This faggot told me ''Shit, this is the best i've tried,''
- ''But now i challenge vanda? i'm gonna get deep fried!''
- No, this kid's not wrong, get rid of that T. Petty Pride
- Singing your lyrics, thinking it'll get you the best of mics.
- Coming up to fight me? Bitch that's a suicide,
- a homicide lyrically, bitch just put the suit a side
- scrutinize -- hey, make next time you should really try,
- anyway- won't let you decide, so move aside 'fore i chew your life
- gonna play us like clarinets? nigga this ain't a band.