Battles st0rm vs
RULES
pick a song you wrote and we vote on that . not a diss relly
Max of 64 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Anonymous won this battle!
START YOUR OWN BATTLE
Thousands of battles have taken place on RapPad. Why not join the fun?
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- STORM NONODOG!
- arrested for attempted murder
- caught me for I could go any further
- it's as easy as eating a burger
- bitch I'm done with all you
- got 500 views
- I don't need you
- The last nigga that dissed me died
- a dead body reported where outside
- I'm winning we ain't tied
- cuz right now ima commit some homicide
- bitch you look like you got the hives
- trying to win a gunfight
- with a bunch of knives
- I don't live to lose
- leave or die you choose
- I'm not going to a party if there is no booze
- diss me and you should grab a noose
- I'm the one they mocked
- now this gun is cocked
- I'm the one they hated
- now your in an alley robbed and naked
- I'm the outcast
- now your the one with a skull that is smashed
- I'm the one in your nightmares
- kids go say your prayers
- they said I could not rap
- you're about to get your neck snapped
- I got the money you got nothing
- you living the dream in suffering
- you are having a lot of pleasure
- I'm fucking hurting
- I'm tired of the cycle that never ends
- I'm tired of making hundreds of amends
DEFENDER'S RAP
- (0:37)
- Started out at age eight, I was writing basic rhymes,
- Wanted clout, that stage, the words I painted were tainted, it wasn't my time,
- My time to shine; my lines and rhymes, faded while I waited, for them to become divine,
- But the fact is, that kid, didn't have what it took,
- Stranded alone, with a dictionary, and a note book,
- Life was getting scary, life had me shook, my future seemed clearer,
- for this dream I was hooked,
- I'll never forget I was sitting at my cottage,
- I was slouched on the couch, with my pen and paper, writing straight garbage,
- To be honest, I wasn't trying my hardest, an artist, who's writing wasn't the sharpest.
- I got my first studio, it was down in my basement,
- The kid who seemed so blatant, was gonna put down the pavement, and record his statement,
- Pages scattered on the desk, "my statement", I embraced it,
- I was gonna make it, the hate I was gonna take it, and become salient,
- Uploaded my first song on the cloud,
- Went unnoticed, worse song, had me feeling down,
- I was indeed lost, I didn't end up getting found,
- Into a site called RapPad, brought water to this drought.