Battles KQT vs Nick_Shady
RULES
M.A.D. DISS TOURNAMENT (KQT v NICKSHADY624)
Max of 62 lines
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KQT won this battle!
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- // intro (0:00) //
- okay
- i mean no disrespect
- pay up that cheque
- huh
- hmm
- // verse (0:20) //
- nick shady, lick my dick gravy, tell me, am i a prick? maybe
- baby, i'm crazy, lately they put me in containment for safety
- rocking hazmat like i'm an atomic bomb, dropping tonics on ya
- e is me the m-c, the drink's the remedy to recover from me
- these explosive bars you can't handle, splitting atoms for fun, yet you be stuttering one
- saying you strapped with guns and you ain't look 40, you look like an autistic bum
- (wait, i'm autistic too... crap) at least i don't dress like a clearance rack mystic (scum!)
- explosive and hyper-abrasive, that's my style, unless you don't like that cause it stung
- i'm on your nerves, dawg, i feel it, i'm striking 'em like a drum
- i'm on that toilet like my shit gon' detonate, i defecate diarrhoea, uhm
- i took one glance and comprehended what you say in a second
- then i excrete it like toast, cause what's to digest there? you just flexing
- mike check, one, two, testing, you know that i got God's blessing
- prospering in all my ways cause He got me, i know i'm not stressing
- you rapping like you wanna impress a goth girl, f-bombs dropping twice per second
- i ground my raps in God, but you ain't glorify Him, diagnosed imperception, huh
- //(1:01)
- let me dissect your diss 'fore i even see it, i can tell cause i'm remote like wi-fi
- your punchlines ain't reach for the stars, they reach for the t-v remote, gimme a high-five
- you know you gotta reach deeper in that goth pussy, yet my words to you like sci-fi
- don't think you tuff, eminem rip-off, it's evident you ain't, brother, nice try
- you ain't fly, your fatass just woke up while i'm already penning, you still thinkin' rhymes
- you rap like you been living crimes, suburban y-n, like a neighborhood tough guy
- you ain't been linking dimes but pennies, your fake magnetism don't work anymore, "i love lies "
- i guess i'm more deep cut than you expected compared to your stinking lines, i guess your dove blind
- //(1:24 - 24 rap lines reached, we over the minimum)
- i'm going over the limit now, adjusting to my fitted crown
- rap hit so bad i sent you back to kansas in an instant, ow
- knock-knock-knock (what?) got your ass dropped-dropped-dropped (how?)
- co-founder thing, get bodied brother, just know my mike ain't even cocked
- // let the instrumental play out until the end //
DEFENDER'S RAP
- My dear KQT, rest in peace
- A.K.A R-I-P, you better be ready to get shredded like cheese
- Freeze, now let me shoot the breeze
- You better plead I don't make you bleed, indeed I'm a different breed
- Knock you out in eighty seconds like A-D-O-N-I-S Creed
- I'll proceed to put you six feet underneath the sea
- Prop up my feet and chill in my million dollar seat
- I'm elite, Big Brother how I watch over you like X-Q-C
- Smoking tree and weed, you're soundin' like Carti B
- Black Sheep, I'll kill you in your sleep, I decree
- You're history after I achieve my victory
- Tournament? More like killing spree, you should flee immediately
- This win is free, hop of like Jimmy Smith from the D
- Think you can beat me, you have a mental disease
- Or you're lying through your teeth, I don't believe
- You really mean what you're saying, you're flaming like twelve-hundred degrees C
- You're beneath me in class and economy, 1960s, I'm a Soc, you're a grease
- Kill you off like Johnny Cade did to Bobby
- No apologies, I'll run to the side of the country
- Nobody will ever find your body, I guarantee
- You'll get buried, smoke you in this battle like loose leaf
- Ooh, geez, who's he? Poor laddie, deceased at thirteen
- Stab you in the spleen, I'm mean, nobody knows you beyond the screen
- It's obscene how unseen you are outside of the site, you see?
- Or are you blind, wondering how I wrote these like Stevie?
- Even my cheap shots and completely free shots sink for three
- Everybody knows you really have no money
- Cap all you want, I'll pee on your head like the Phillies
- Bitch, please, I'm the bee's knees, the elbows and feet
- You're not shit or piss, you're diarrhea, cheetah how fast I murder thee
- I'm a renegade on this beat, penetrate pop culture like Jay-Z
- I'll leave what you see hazy, I'm crazy like Shady
- Eat up these bullets like Jim Brady
- Lately, you seem like a lady, hey, G, you sound like a baby
- Twists in your panties, knotted up like the rope I shoot in your mommy
- I'm cocky like Versace, you copy me, Pac to your B.I.G
- He might be lying when he says he's hot shit
- I'll pop ye, your props be false, see
- Retreat before you reap what you sow, you're so-so
- A homo, girlier than that twinkie JoJo Siwa
- You see what I mean, T? When I say that you suck peens?
- I murder G's, I'm from the streets, I do crazy things behind the scenes
- Most you do is sag your jeans and cop a plea
- Sing about Seraphine, afraid to say many things, I talk about anything
- I could go all week, you just go all weak
- I seek out your weaknesses and speak about them audibly
- You're awfully quiet on the M-I-C
- In your boots, you're quaking, shaking, I'm blazing
- You're mumbling, stumbling because of all the lean
- The promethazime got you thinking you're king, but no queens
- No maidens, hoes, bitches, you got no females
- On a grander scale, I'm in jail and need bail for killing the beat