Battles Maverick vs
RULES
Multi-Syllabic Exercise | Indirect Dissing (Optional)
Max of 25 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Maverick won this battle!
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Figured I'd make a proposition to play a syllable game, pen and paper gettin' the paces, vettin' ya laymans religiously – Can say I'ma PUT ya to the TEST
- Intimidated, it's hysteria spinnin' statements, figure-eights to my infinite traits of out-skilling for days – ya SHOOK and you CONFESSED
- Damn girl let ya testicles hang, got a trick to prevail but it's not GOOD enough to BEST
- I know the tricks of the trade, cut the filler away, not dissing you mang I'm giving it straight in a sinuous way to insinuate that you're too CROOKED to FINESSE
- I shouldn't have addressed the OBVIOUS, I'm looking at the rest of the hoodlums on my list, INCOMPETENT
- Book for the trenches like looking for texts of what ya PAPA DID.
- Try this? Likely to hide, might quit, silently snide, type-bitch, crying at my, tightness, tied to windpipes... BELT and BRACES
- I can, rhyme any time, writin', like it's my life... HELLA PATIENCE
- Why kick, hind-quarter fines, prices, dimes and a five, my cents, try for advice ~ ("The Hell's this lame shit?")
- DUNNO what ya hodgepodge written says, WHAT THOUGH, there was nada to digest!
- (for my) BUTTHOLE! Buncha' caca, shit's a mess! CONTROL what ya jottin', because... UH OH –
- Mav the top dog with the pen, (I'mma) PUMMEL, and just not stop 'til ya dead!
- (Fuck'n) CUCKOLDS, baby mamas give me head, (and I) MUMBLE to 'em "ta-ta's?" – "Go to bed!"
- But I fuck all on yo bish, with just one ball dat she lick, then da tongue follows wit spit, all the cum swallowed and rinsed,
- So ya punch walls cuz ya pissed – (cuz) I'm the realest McCoy, can't believe what ya thinkin'
- Ya jus' really annoyed, wish ya penis was this big
- Done for thrills and the joys, it's my treatment prescription
- I be fillin' the void with increasing my interest, in the "killing for sport" type of scheme that I'm winnin'
- And I'm still playing coy – Make ya sleep with the fishes just until you avoid or ya see me as Kingin'
- (those) Molly pills got ya poignant and weed got ya wishin', that ya still had the joint that ya seemingly finished..
- (I) Got dem syllables boi......can you keep it consistent?
DEFENDER'S RAP
- The cost of my music is worth the Qing Empire, more far from gettin splashed on than Ürümqi in China
- Proposin to y’all girls with a burnin ring of fire, they get that stick up em more than burglaries in diners
- Tryna search for peace of mind in a world of cheap desires I’m the god I ain’t poly like that girl from Peaky Blinders
- While ya girl ate my whopper like it’s Burger King inspired, I used music to give my town what they deserved I’m Peter Piper
- You just another servant servin Leonidas but you gone astray more than the stock exchange between sovereign states
- Wrote this rhyme scheme sicker than COVID-19 while you chasin a hopeless pipe dream, so write ONE good bar I ain’t got all day, ándale!
- You just like a spoiled kid cryin over ice cream even if you concentrate you end up draggin shit out like a ball and chain
- Textin on ya phone the only time you gettin any buzz write a message in ya blood that says “Stop the hate!”
- That’s why you and me can not relate these haters can’t talk leave marks all over the wall like an eraser and chalk
- You ridin waves of my creation but this the time and place for annihilation the victory is for me take ya hands off
- Definin greatness when I write on pages y’all stuck inside a cave tryna mine for wages time to face it: I’m ya favorite!
- We should skip the bullshit and just give the puppet the highest placement cause I’m suited to cook like an apron
- Got you runnin for cover while I’m fuckin ya mother get animated like Iron Maiden ya idol came now the mic is flamin
- This rap game is so unbalanced I set the precedent like a vote with ballots you just local “talent” tryna make it
- Ya favorite rapper is a fakin actor I’m showin you why I’m that guy’s replacement
- I’m the mane event you ain’t lion tamin as I bite and scrape my way outside the cages
- Got ya runnin home when this player balls you so fake it’s all that big talk till I go ape and King King at ya door like “Ding dong!”
- Got a knife in my teeth I been on a Hitchcock binge watch wear ya pride on ya sleeve and ya wrist watch can get chopped
- Out here sayin all bull with awful pronunciation I hate the sin but don’t love the sinner
- Don’t tempt the monster tryna tread these waters but you came to swim in the Hudson River
- Reachin my goals while keepin dignity deep in my soul I play to win like a rugby kicker you ate that shit with ya butterfingers
- Quit chasin wins from a hunted killer y’all been just poppin pills on melancholy hill but you ain’t listen to the Gorillaz
- You ain’t wanna beef it’s the attack of the carnivore and I’ll be damned if I got remorse
- So if y’all try steppin I draw my weapon and send MCs back for the drawin board