Battles Melancholy vs Da_negatior
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Max of 29 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Melancholy won this battle!
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Battle on February 10 2025 and Battle on August 8 2025
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Snap like a synapse, slick with a syntax,
- Slit with a six pack, flip like a gym mat,
- Whip with a pitch black wrist full of zigzags,
- Hit with a mishmash, sick with a chin slap,
- Broke outta nowhere like holes in a go bag,
- Flow so ferocious, i wrote it in blowback,
- Hop in a notepad, float in a prozac,
- Ghost in a vocab, cold like a snowcap,
- Wrote this in code, like a rogue in a closed lab,
- Dope with the prose and I pose with a toe tag,
- Cope with the lows by exposin a notepad,
- Roastin your soul like i toast it in gold wrap,
- Too many rhymes? Then rewind it and notice,
- I fold em like folders with motives ferocious,
- Explodin’ emotions in oceans of voltage,
- I’m holdin the flow like a poet whos soulless.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Uh yuh, huh uh, look
- I'm back on the beat full horror scene seen his head been in the bin
- I'm full steam ahead meet his beet, bees don't leave me be so I bend
- His stream cast full of heads, upon his neat meat ridin' he do I spin
- His shit, up on the flask I spit this shit in a flash, dine in or carry out
- I can send this shit out to-go, Toggin' all your joshin' right out of knoggin' n'
- I'm knockin' right through your dome, clockin' shit at light speed,
- Like I show speed, don't try my gangsta flow faster than so-nic,
- I don't slow down prick, lemme speed up I'm goin' kinda slow,
- Reppin 910, 99 problems, but you ain't a bitch so you gotta be a problem
- I man handle him, 99 problems 99 X factor ratin' I got your shit on Problemo
- Lameo, oh what, you wanna troll me, lmao, try my hitch and see what pitch
- You need to get a stitch, Stick to the sticks and stones scrum,
- You can never scrub my legacy away, I gave no courtesy
- I have no purpose to continue beatin' your jealousy away
- Stop feelin' like I'm not puttin' your life in jeopardy dummy
- Geo parted ways, if you put ten knifes in your rum, you will die young
- I don't give a flyin' fuck, I'm better than all of y'all in battlin'
- That's why I got the balls, fuck around n' find out, that's why you don't vote for me
- You like to see me fail, failure isn't an option, so let's opt in mother fucker