Battles YLG vs
RULES
Written Rap Verse, NO Recording 16-20 lines No topic
Max of 20 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
This battle ended in a tie.
START YOUR OWN BATTLE
Thousands of battles have taken place on RapPad. Why not join the fun?
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Uh...
- No ceiling, no roof...top view ??? yes, have all that
- No competition, opponents...wins ??? no, I had all that,
- and like I never had it... I want it all back
- Nevermind, I take that all back
- If you don’t wanna get hit up front, well then...you betta fall back
- Like uppercase letters., you rappers all cap...
- out ya mouths, ya’ll all need some fillings
- I’m emotionless, I don’t feel no feelings
- So stop feelin’ ya selves, ya feel me... like ya feelin’ me ??
- No Homo... i’m dyin’ laughing’ I swear y’all be killin’ me
- I’ma give you all...all that I got,
- and all I have to give...go get it, why stop ?
- It’s not a lot...just a lil’ but still enough
- With everything...that you will need of
- I really tell and explain everything in the fastest way
- Nothing else that needs to be said, man...that’s all I have to say
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Enthusiasts will attempt to whitewash, this lyrical havoc I wreak to bits,
- Veritable, verbose, expose you to be phonier than silicon tits,
- Explosive eclectic enigma, who fry MCs harder than electric chairs,
- Instigate rappers to kick the habit, my eagle eye detect three hairs,
- FYI: Inculcate philosphical like plato, play you like musical chairs,
- Write a climax deeper than the current rap curriculum,
- Me, lyrical aberration since anitquity, abate and abash opponents,
- spit verses that split your component, bohemian bombastical bastard,
- Rap industry gift me carte blanche, bury you under a lyrical avalanche,
- Conjure up the deepest diction, cook the pressure of moving a brick ton,
- Scientific mind, who pound wardens in my sound garden,
- You: vox et praeterea nihil, me: more magical than Lucifers sigil,
- Inspire enmity among rappers, extort industry backers,
- You implicit in the decline of rap, content outmoded like a half track,
- Characters talk shit behind my back, waiting for them to blast back,
- Rap scenes Mr. Fix-it, hall-of-famers, this scholars famous!
- Slap nihilists with my zero cipher, rappers get played like pied piper,
- Intrinsically built for the game, mind of a road runner: always hyper,
- Skillwise, no relation, approximate rappers within an inch of their lives,
- Advent of a new species, common man yet to realise,