Battles user849497117 vs JuicyJobaJaba
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Yo, lemme tell you somethin', straight from the core
- Heard that claim, that title, felt it before
- You callin' yourself the GOAT? That's a bold-faced lie
- Got the audacity to look me in the eye?
- Nah. Let me break it down, for the sake of the beat
- 'Cause I *am* the GOAT, can't be beat, can't be discreet
- Been cookin' up fire, spreadin' heat through the speakers
- word on the street? They callin' me... **C-Drizzle!**
- Been grindin' from the bottom, climbing up the ladder
- Every bar I drop, feel the seismic chatter
- Rhyme schemes complex, flow smoother than glass
- Competition weak, they crumble and they pass
- You talk a good game, that's just bluffin' and boastin'
- While I'm out here buildin', steadily roastin'
- The mic, the track, the whole damn industry
- Leaving you ghosted, that's the ultimate decree.
- You called yourself the GOAT? You clearly misled!
- I'm the GOAT, yeah, that's firmly in my head
- Everybody's said my name, reverberatin' loud
- **C-Drizzle!** Spill fire, tearin' through the crowd!
- I is the best rapper, the undisputed king
- The young MC, watch the whole world sing!
- Droppin' knowledge bombs, metaphors so dense
- Leave you breathless, in complete suspense
- My lyrical prowess, a weapon they can't match
- Flow so versatile, I control the track
- From boom bap beats to the trap's heavy bass
- Leavin' other rappers lookin' out of place
- Got the rhymes and the rhythm, the passion and the fire
- Elevatin' hip-hop, takin' it higher!
- You called yourself the GOAT? You clearly misled!
- I'm the GOAT, yeah, that's firmly in my head
- Everybody's said my name, reverberatin' loud
- **C-Drizzle!** Spill fire, tearin' through the crowd!
- I is the best rapper, the undisputed king
- The young MC, watch the whole world sing!
- So step aside, make room for the reign
- 'Cause the realest in the game, you can't contain
- I'm here to stay, etching my name in the hall
- Answerin' the call, standing tall!
- C-Drizzle! That's the name, remember it well!
- The young MC, breakin' the lyrical spell!
- GOAT status confirmed, no need for debate!
- C-Drizzle... sealed your lyrical fate!
DEFENDER'S RAP
- C-Drizzle says he’s the best, I’m bout’ to rain on his parade
- Cumulonimbus cloud throwin’ shade. When lightning strikes ya into an early grave, you’ll have difficulty seeing rays
- I weave rhymes like braids, loc’d firmly into place. Claim I’m corny? At least I’m rowed and arrayed
- I’ll part ya like bangs if you’re a-“frayed”, cut loose ends and ponytail em’, leavin’ no room for escape
- If you think ima break, you’re solely mistaken. I don’t even wear shoes when I hit the gas
- The metal you clutchin’ is straight brass. You’re far from 3rd, homie, you’re dead last
- Tires popped, you lost tracks. The trunk flew open and emptied your cache
- Going against me when you know you’re no match? You ignored the construction signs, went 60 off a cliff, and never looked back!
- Don’t talk about a comeback, last time you did, you sent a rod through your engine
- You’re rev’d up in suspension. All the talks of good to come with no achievements to mention
- Hardly working for a pension, takin’ sick days with congestion. No one taught you how to make bread? Pull up to my crib and I’ll give you a lesson!
- A free trial to release tension. If you choose to hit, I’ll roll ya with a pin. We’ll get in the mix and when you’re done, I’ll test ya with a stick
- You’re throwin’ up bricks, I’m sittin’ on gold ingots
- My lines shine without even thinkin’, smithin’ my legacy like Jada Pinkett
- I’m washed the way I sink it. Put homies in the cycle and they start shrinkin’
- Dried out flows in need of some wringin’. Bro can’t rap, he certainly won’t be singin’!
- I’m linkin’ wins like sausages. Process beef, I’m sawin’ em’
- Take some weight off his shoulder, stick the lid of the Crock Pot on top of em’
- Toss em’ in the broth, I’m stockin’ em’. I’m hot with the stew
- You’re tenderized, I’m hard to chew, cause no one’s been able to cook me through and through
- Dudes like me are rare, blue. Skin a bit charred, but alive inside
- They hoped that I died, but all they did was flip me on my side. Not enough to fry
- Sigh. When will a worthy opponent send a challenge that satisfies my expensive tastes?
- Cause all I see is slop on my plate. I need something filling that makes me pop the belt off my waist