Battles ZFour vs ARYEH
RULES
M.A.D Battle Tournament Round 1
Max of 61 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- The key is to listen, loud and clear,
- Can't end up in prison, and cloud your fear,
- Listen to whats written, dont be proud, wipe that tear,
- Careful, I shoot with precision, hear the crowd cheer,
- My specialty are battles, with rhyme and flow,
- You end up in shackles, after time and after my blow,
- You rapping is like running in sandals, but mine are pro,
- So run with your fellow rascals, let me define this show,
- Fuck, you suck, run and hide like a rabbit,
- Damn your luck, my gun shoots out of habit,
- Can't you see you dont stand a chance?
- Rant and plead, but you won't advance,
- But please shut up, your squeaking is annoying,
- You lost a nut, your speaking is what im avoiding,
- So shut the fuck up, ARYEH, I know this is fun,
- Time to finish your screeching, are yeh done?
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Verse
- You shoot the gift with your camera, Great stamina/Green like Danica,But your nails ain’t the hammer
- You go berserk, insane, but not with my caliber/You weigh the game on my banister
- How could you not see the diamonds that I'm standin' in?/The bright lights blind your pupils when I’m enterin'
- Your mind ain't bending like mental telepathy/Your light shimmer, it fades into ebony
- You ain't the most splendid with word assembly/You still on Earth, I bring you back to gravity
- You soft like cavities, I’m hard like amethyst/I light you up like a strand of sticks
- You on your Spider-Man like Stan and Steve/My fast hands could blaze you
- I shake you like a gang of Zulus/Gettin' tutored by the way that I spew, it’s so profuse
- They call me Kintsugi with the super glue/For how I hold the pieces of my mind together, known to screw
- I’ve been an architect of dialects, far as you recollect/I’ve been ’bout that respect, it ain’t no difference from then and now
- I stand out like my flow was perpendicular to the sound/What I’m sayin’ is, you got me bent
- It’s gettin' too intense, I'm too immense, I'm too advanced/I too the best, I just do the best
- Got a fever?, don’t know what’s gotten into you/You run a fever like the summer heat, you swelterin’
- You took my style, that sound was gentrified/Then you tell me that you made it cool
- It’s hard to believe, when I saw it, it was mine/It was me that you idolize
- But when you got that paper, I was not invited/When it was on paper, it was not my name that you inscribed
- It was not my name that you had written on the dotted line/You’s a fly
- You drop albums out the trunks of hearses/Your hype men grab the mic before the second verse hits
- You tense in the seats, like a live birth/You soft, stay in your lane and play your position
- You twitchin' from these sharp lyrics, overdose conditions/You fiendin’ for this, this the illest that's ever existed
- You act like you don't love it, but I’m still gon’ give it to you/Like someone unsure the kid was theirs, you get it?
- You're like, “Whoa, his bars are mad cold”/Like if he hit you with some words you didn’t know what they meant
- You still a MC/I’m the heir apparent