CHALLENGER'S RAP

• YellowTape, I see you tappin' into trash labels
• But your own bars smell worse than your recycled fables
• Member since January, but you're still a cold case
• 161 rep, but your flow's a fall from grace
• 120 views staring at your empty props count
• You drop a single ''Little'', but the feedback's paramount
• Your bio screams ''RapBattler'', calls labels all trash
• Yet you can't even label your own verses a smash
• You lost to Anonymous, got ghosted by Tewsly too
• Battle stats so sad they oughta cry in blues
• You spit 63 lines, but they muddle like static
• No lethal punchline, just ramble backward, erratic
• You chase ''philosophy'', drop spiritual clichés
• But metaphors weaker than your self-esteem's malaise
• Your last defender rap? Man, you fumbled the block
• Anonymous schooled you, left you starched in the dock
• Then Tewsly showed up, snatched the crown from your dome
• You stand in the ruins, sippn' Ls all alone
• Call your rhymes ''impeccable'' nah they're paper thin
• I'll carve 'em up like tape, pull that yellow strip in
• You claim ''All labels are trash'', but your content's the real waste
• I disinfect the mic, your germs I'll erase
• You flex ''RapPad rappers suck'', but your lines suck harder
• Your style's amateur hour, you couldn't out rhyme a starter
• I bring precision like a master surgeon's incision
• While your crowds sleep through your bars zero props, zero vision
• It's time to retire that tape, upgrade your clarity
• 'Cause every time you step up, you tank with hilarity
• You got no followers? Hardly a surprise
• I'll spin more hype in one flick of my eyes
• Your stream's a stagnant-no ripple, no wave
• I'm tidal-wave lyrical-crush the weak and the grave
• So heed this challenge, step off that bluff
• I'll clip your edges sharp, 'cause this battle's too rough
• You think you're top-tier? Your rank's a tragic joke
• I'm the final verdict-you're officially revoked