Battles  Maverick vs Content

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

Maverick won this battle!

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Battle on April 18 2019

CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • You're a back-up front-runner, back up! Or back up that superiority complex
  • Best weasel any little conceivable false rep, a con artist contriving this Con-test, I took that outta Con-text, "body" me not yet,
  • I said Con is an artist but eh, it's a trivial concept
  • Retarded, contradicting his namesake... Make way for nonsense!!
  • Playing with the same circle of dirt you kids at the park get sick in the projects, put me on your album I'll be the sickest on the project
  • Got no contrast between what's contributed to the conversation of conflict, I bring substance juicier than pulp fiction in OJ Simpson's conquest
  • You're contentious in the hood with that cocaine addiction so don't get carried away with the stretches – That's a dox pledge
  • Snort away affliction, if your life expectancy doesn't pan out ya should've remained a pothead.
  • Weaponry of bullets in the Creole State ya itchin' someone could wrong step,
  • Apprehensive of apprehension – Can't conflate the streets and his rap losses when "Con going against" only applies with whatever the law says.
  • White supremacist? I'm really not, blowing a viking horn is the closest I'll get to an evil honk
  • It's battle rap, if I flipped you out and divided your character? I still wouldn't be a Neo-Con.
  • If I had a dime for every time that I've met, an "experienced lyricist" that writes shit inept
  • I'd have FDR in full jars packed, right by my desk
  • And I'll pay anyone that cold hard cash if they can restructure those bars back, cuz those rhymes are a mess!!
  • Are there Pro's & Con's with the prose of Con's? Doesn't even revise it, unkempt, sloppily jotting not organizing what's said
  • Won't emphasize it, instead, leaves us to decipher perplexed, left finding the sets of vowel-chimes, or pretend issa sound he's trying to bend,
  • But how does "die" and "get rekt" sound alike in your head? I'll ask again after I shout it twice 'til your deaf
  • Legally blind I suspect
  • A significant haymaker from you is a needle in a haystack, and a strange fact is you're just now refining your pen
  • After 14 years, weird, you been writing since 2005, right around the time when I was 9 and pissed the bed..
  • Try me? A wish for death, might as well be prepped, you're dying so guess assisted suicide if you're depressed
  • "How close, is the scalpel?" My hand is out on, his gob 'cause blood clots? He has a mouthful, calm down take a breath
  • TNT-cone arousal, trial by fire now he's singed, hospice alcove, I release the town ghost, oh the silence of dread, on the prowl I found a round saw, serrated I behead,
  • I lock the door and look out those, windows for FBI nothing yet,
  • He got the recipe for disaster I'm MasterChef, I hollow out his round skull, to a table of contents
  • My stomach growls for chow but I'm playful in what Khan-tends to do I maltreat with style, but for the marinade process
  • I'm Hannibal Lector, Mav did it better, you looking flush feeling the gas pressure, now I take a shit in your think-tank and put the pipe to ya head

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Yearling stop spilling weak clips at me, my scripts hits like a haymaker, killing calfs easy,
  • Within me is a matchmaker, and you'll eat the grass like it's filling from a cake baker,
  • fuck any naysayer who see this fight, and say I reached my interest limit,
  • sickest lyricist on site watch the doctor pivot the razor and kill this lyrist
  • Watch his dearest strings get extinguished, nearest existence for him is a well with
  • No hope, forget wishing him well, he's finished, I'll quell him right and guide him with
  • rope around his neck, what a diminished unenlightened wreck, mav racing in
  • circles so much you could brand him Vickers, heck man needs a pacemaker, if
  •  he's an untamed land I'm a trailblazer, and these shots crumble planets, so
  • what's a dwarf to me, thought maybe later I'll show the mechanics of how to
  • be an iron man, cause you ought to be called milli vanilli, you're not
  • prolific with your talk, you can barely walk, so i decided that
  • imma be terrific, and prop stock on an old dog's head, it's really silly,
  • You thinking you're scientific with your craft, but I'm positive if I act
  • Sadistic and drop this atomic tremor, it'll be negative for your center,
  • Tu, distugsting how prim and proper you are, probably used to wear tutus,
  • Thinking the two of us are in the same roster is soon to be not true,
  • Singing he's clever and fosters people's dark hearts, probably wears a " if i got smart
  • with you, how would you know " shirt, jerking off to Big Bang, but temper that blether assert-ion,
  • cause when i sever your neurons, your nerves will be hawking with no intelligence, like a cat
  • near yarn, I would call you a porcupine, but your only a prick, and you can't make me brick,
  • Cause I'm, never on a basic level, I am an example of evolution,
  • Foot forever on a sacred pedal, drive tramples the scandals of dilution,
  • Director on the scene making several edits, unraveling the pollution
  • You call a rap, lad, if i shit on your pad I'll make it special, this dreadful blitz
  • Will show that you measured short against this vessel, stessfull when the kids spit
  • About you, speaking simple, Mav's got a lack of resolve, skill level suggest,
  • He lost track of time on his prime, day dreaming back in my time we took selfies with Stowgers

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