Battles  Kampf vs Selence

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

Selence won this battle!

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Battle on October 25 2025

CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • Woke up to the weight, same gray in the sky,
  • Mind full of static, can’t tell lie from truth.
  • Smile for the world, but inside I’m cracked,
  • Heartbeat on loop like a song I can’t relax.
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  • It’s heavy, yeah — thoughts like storms in my chest,
  • Tryna stay afloat but I’m sinking, no rest.
  • See the joy pass by, like cars down the street,
  • I wave, but they don’t stop — don’t know how to meet.
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  • I’m tired of pretending I’m fine, just “in my head,”
  • When every damn morning feels like rising from dead.
  • The silence screams loud, and the dark’s got a name,
  • It whispers I’m worthless,
  • livin without purpose
  • wishin i could be someone who's worth it
  • playing this game, but i can never win it
  • every time i try i always vomit
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  • maybe i just wish i can be someone great
  • be someone my dad will appreciate
  • got the weight on my shoulders that wont go away
  • tryin be strong, trynna make it
  • tired of carrying it so i just let it. crush
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  • No fight left, no spark, no plan,
  • Just a ghost in my skin, barely a man.
  • I trace the cracks where the light used to get in,
  • Now the dark’s all I know, all I’ve ever been.
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  • I don’t scream, I don’t cry, I just fade to gray,
  • Like shadows at dusk, slowly pulled away.
  • This ain’t a war — I already lost,
  • Just countin’ the hours, waitin’ for the cost.
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  • So if I’m gone, don’t beg me to stay,
  • I’ve already left — just forgot to walk away.
  • The silence? That’s peace. The end? It’s a friend.
  • Guess this is where the pain finally ends.

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Don’t worry, I don’t use AI — I just write to ignite,
  • You swing and miss every time you try to fight.
  • Your rap’s so low, might as well toss it out the window,
  • You’re all bark, no bite — soft like a pillow.
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  • Your dad never proud? Yeah, that’s kinda sad,
  • Don’t get mad — I’m just facts on a pad.
  • You think you’re rad? Please, I’m takin’ it easy,
  • ‘Cause if I went lazy, you’d start actin’ crazy.
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  • Don’t be hazy — maybe you’d win? Nah, witch,
  • You a snitch, get stitches, nose crooked like a glitch.
  • Matter fact, I should go harder, just a little bit,
  • Cookin’ heat so strong, your mic might quit.
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  • You say you don’t cry? Man, that’s a lie,
  • You try to flex tough, but I see that sigh.
  • You wanted a battle — now it’s about to rattle,
  • Your rhymes sound sad, more therapy than battle.
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  • You spit pain and depression, I get it — that’s deep,
  • But this ain’t a diary, it’s bars you keep.
  • You wrote your trauma, I wrote your defeat,
  • You pour your soul, I bring the heat.
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  • You said “gray skies,” “weight,” “no spark left,”
  • Sounds like your whole life’s just pure regret.
  • I respect the struggle, but this is a test —
  • You bringin’ poems, I bringin’ death.
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  • See, I’m the storm that breaks through your rain,
  • You fade to gray, I carve my name.
  • So keep that silence, I’ll take the stage,
  • You fade away, I’m center page.
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