Battles NJKG vs DreadfulMenace
RULES
Bars. No recordings. 48 lines
Max of 48 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- from the start I’ll laser etch
- a sacred death in phrases stretched through ravens necks
- colder than a glacial breath
- in Satans steps with bayonet scripts
- my cadence bends
- like pagan winds through data grids
- N ancient texts, which paints regret
- with razors wet from slayin’ threats
- in jade Tibet, which makes my soul
- a forge of omen scripts
- coded glyphs & loaded clips
- for your info in a warships pit
- where lores encrypted
- over crypts explosive wit & my focus rips through lotus myths & solar shifts that controls the pitch
- of oceans' hymns and open rifts
- through soldiers limbs is where
- I wrote this diss, forcing me
- to mold existence… stitch the sky
- with plasma yarn & battle scars
- N makes my chants
- alarm The Wrath of Gods
- who scatter stars in shattered jars
- the path is dark, tracks thru marsh
- with dragons carved in acid-tar
- which masks my heart in blackened art from planets carved in casket bars
- it helps me breathe
- in frequencies that feast on
- weakened types preach to creeps beneath the streets where reapers keep disease in pipes
- especially if your thesis’s bleak
- or U choose to speak to me of beef
- as I peel your screams from fetal beams with demon lights
- that heat regimes
- with speech that seethes and bites
- I’ll breach your dreams
- which makes it clear
- B4 you ever breach my weakest lines
- you'd need to dine with Jesus twice then deep-sea dive beneath the reef
- to reach the beast with eagle eyes
- because I speak in steeples
- seethin’ rites where demons
- teach thru fevered rites
- and like Caesars knife, my ink
- bleeds thru legal binds
- with lethal strikes.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I stalk the cipher silent, with a tyrant's intent
- Define violence in rhyme, every line's a lament
- I design cataclysms when the syllables spark
- Split dimensions with the diction, leave you crippled in dark
- Your flow timid - mine's wicked, like a ritual chant
- I engrave hieroglyphics where the spirits still dance
- Manifesting Armageddon in a sentence or two
- You spit riddles for children, I spit omens for doom
- I'm the furnace in the flesh, the inferno that speaks
- Every sermon that I bless leaves your churches in grief
- Architect of destruction, when the bars interlock
- Every measure's a weapon, every verse is a Glock
- I don't spar with pretenders, I dismantle their frame
- Turn cadavers to cadences, then brandish the name
- You collapse in the ashes of the havoc I weave
- My pen drips plagues on the papyrus I bleed
- Your squad's comic relief, fragile parody kings
- While my lyrics split atoms, spark calamity's wings
- I'm the omen unspoken, the dirge of the lost
- Every rhyme I unload leaves your sermons embossed
- See the dreadful in the menace when I summon the void
- I deploy paranoid joy, watch your psyche destroyed
- Cataclysmic with the rhythm, every cadence combusts
- I resurrect fallen empires, reduce idols to dust
- No illusions in the scripture, no redemption to claim
- I'm the echo of extinction, the erasure of fame
- Every punchline a landslide, tectonic and raw
- Your entire catalog's a pamphlet, mine's apocalypse law
- Hear the silence collapse when the storm reappears
- Every bar engineers revelations of fear
- So remember the essence when the sentence is said
- I'm DreadfulMenace incarnate - your future is dead