K-RAPS vs K-K

Battles K-RAPS vs K-K

RULES

At least 30 lines, no racial slurs

Max of 32 lines

THIS BATTLE IS OVER

K-RAPS won this battle!

2 ROUNDS

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Battle on July 31 2020

CHALLENGER'S RAP

I keep the rhymes intact, if i wanna attack
I give the bitches some slack, before they go crack
All these itches correct, they made your lights go black
You see nothing no more, cuz all your rhymes are whack
Imma sweep the floor, better get your rap from the rack
I wanna make it dirty, but you fail to smack back
Everytime it happpens i get pissed off and it gets me mad
I know the problem though and i think i know the answer is that
When i get mad i attack and then i go all over you
Then i need a map to not get lost, and it cost me a nap
Oh crap, i need to get back to my car right now, ASAP
there's something on your back, please don't move till i come back
*ZAP* wanna take a look?
It was some good rhymes, and these don't fit you that much
They hurt your brain, make you feel pain, it's something i can't explain
It makes your tongue go BRRRRRR, like a lawnmower tied to a chain
And to my disdain, i feed you the grass so you dont complain
Enough of your gay shit, unless that's all what you got against me
It's cuz it's easy and you're lazy, it makes sense, but it's just the start of the journey
You went through a rabbit hole against me cuz you thought you were worthy
But you're only thirsty, the piss served you well, but that was absurdity!
How you gonna get out? That's a problem that needs solving
But again i have the answers, you'll just die starving
Though you won't get out at all, think about it, there's plenty
Of stuff to do, maybe just one, but listen to what i'll be sending
You can think about your mistakes till you die, and insects take your guts to play with
Then I'll look at your corpse, spit on it and make it rot faster
You can't seal these wounds with plaster, you're in a tight-sealed disaster
Another one down, man i wish i could hear any laughter
But most of you are dead and the rest have already been captured
And since no ones there and i got a lot to do
Gotta finish off some idiots,K-K, then i'll come back for you

Challenger

K-RAPS

DEFENDER'S RAP

This wack rapper attacks with a lack of substance
I beat your crap stacked 20 bar verse with 10, that's somethin'.
Then you get mad, that's tragic, report me to a mod, that's disgustin'.
Cause I can wow crowds, crap gold compared to how your raps function.
Now let me display an array of wordplay that someone underage could figure out in a day
But for you and your brain it would probably take 10 years and some change to figure out my sayin's
Even if the odd's where stacked against me, my raps this century it would come out to even
While you could try 100 percent and your percentage of beating me still wouldn't be, see man
I could distort your image and pick out your innards
I'm a surgeon with spits in a musical craft, you'd swear his organs in this.
I will show your raps are dope, cause I will smoke your writtens
With a freestyle that deals potent venom that will leave you in comatose this instant.
Nobody knows his gimmick is to rap simple, I know his limits
Rhyme multisyllabic, I could hold my grimace with a bolt to my skull and finish
This battle with full control, no twitchin'.
I could fold this dimwit into fo's, and this foe wouldn't know what hit him
Spit so cold, it like snow, tha product, you? a waste of time
A passionate mc, handing ass whippin's, easy, you trapped in amaze-in rhymes
Cappin him peacefully, hand him L's de feat to wake his mind
Beat him so bad his face look like a pride flag
Like after a son gets beat after comin out the closet to his close minded white dad
I rack wins when I muzzle him like a dog attackin, I lead the right pack.
I strike and burst into flames, this a light match, I zippo his bodybag
Broke him in this costly match, no kamikaze, no revival, sad.
My big puns are tight, I rap don't ask if "can-i-bus?" like eminems song, you might collapse
Take the big L, put it on, like you a caucasion with a maga whitey cap
Now go back contemplating, like how I am "Why he rap?
When he knows he is getting take out cause all he writes is trash."
I'm at 28 lines so one more rhyme.
I can grab a colt, bane of his mind

Defender

K-K