Instigator / Pro
7
1500
rating
15
debates
43.33%
won
Topic
#6020
Rap battle
Status
Voting
The participant that receives the most points from the voters is declared a winner.
Voting will end in:
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Parameters
- Publication date
- Last updated date
- Type
- Standard
- Number of rounds
- 5
- Time for argument
- One day
- Max argument characters
- 10,000
- Voting period
- One week
- Point system
- Multiple criterions
- Voting system
- Open
Contender / Con
4
1500
rating
0
debates
0.0%
won
Description
This battle will consist of rap lyrics dissing the opponent. The voters will decide who's lyrics were better.
Round 1
I'm a super rapper. When I rap, I am like a blaster, 'cause I'm faster than a master.
You're a napper, a lyric slacker, a real packer of hope that you're ever coming back here.
'Cause the fact for you to factor in is you're a track lacker, while I'm a raptor tractor.
You are left on the outskirts of the Packers, while I'm in the middle of the game for the victory.
So you see, I'm the lead of the team. I'm the king of the street, and a hunter of the mean.
'Cause I peak when I cease all the sleaze of the weak, and they fall to their knees and they plead for me to free them and be the one to make peace.
But they keep tryna beat all the feeble and steal all the meat, so I don't give 'em mercy, I just teach of the bleakness foreseen for their people.
You don't know how to do it, so you just came on stage and blew it.
My rapping is so fluid that all human standards are futile.
I don't make no excuses, I just get to it and get crew in. When I flew in, crowds were woowin', I light up like a lumen.
I stand up for myself like Trumen. I'll be chewing you up to an unparalleled magnitude and if you resist, you'll be doin' time in my prison.
You knew when you came close to me, you're screwed, since the day you called me stupid, play stupid games, win stupid prizes.
My song is the top of the log. I drop bombs on all calls for you. They watched me in awe and thought of you and saw they dodged a con.
The cause of your loss is you're all talk. I'll make y'all feel like you're falling. Gravity's gone when I'm on the mic with cheerleaders' pom-poms.
They're cheering me on, when I'm done, I'll have them wanting autographs, but only the tall with their double height will see above the small, who get mauled in the hall where I calmly appall the sprawl of claws, and I call upon the one who's on the floor to come to the mall.
I'm the best, gonna put you to the test
I've got more range, even can find a rhyme for orange
I am gonna win after all, I am here to watch you fall
I'm the boss, this is your loss
Round 2
You've taken a page out of the age range of a child, orange and range don't rhyme, it pains you but I reign supreme.
Your lyrical ability is killin' me, you really think the hill of defeat is for me?
Well then, it'll be a little bleak when your sickest beat is the biggest comedy of all the century, and you'll come home thinking of all the things you couldn't see 'cause you saw defeat.
You probably got ADHD, can't concentrate on a thing, the intensity is too much for even Aderal to repair, all you see is an attention retention redemption exception.
The election got you perpelxin', next in line is you, the hectic. If I even mention the best in the present, you'll get in the way to lessen the lesson, you're messin' with the wrong session.
This is my section, you're no best than a pest since the rest all tower over your behest. I've passed your test with a better sector in my letters than you'll ever dream of even from your mentor.
The fact is, you are an inferior rapper, I am a superior rapper, and your interior is emptier than a mirror in the dark, a series of hilariously terrible lyrics.
Forfeited
Round 3
You're so slow, you don't even know how to show up, so you choke. You're so low, you'd need a tow truck to go up.
I'm stoked to sew my flow in with all the dough that blows in my account, you're left with no home poking at wild artichoke repelling like a scarecrow.
You chose to pose as the one who knows how it goes, but you're just gross like your clothes, you need some soap, you're loathed.
You're a no show, your post is like a dog in a cone, I go coast-to-coast across the globe.
It's time you find out you'll never have a prime, all you can do is whine about your lack of rhymes, this is your sign to retire from crying and try to align with my fine lines, or say goodbye, 'cause this show is mine.
Your pain is my gain, your main train is plain, you've been slain by my flame, you lost the game, you're so tame that even an empty frame puts more on display than your tray.
You're fast, but you'll surely be last
I'm having a blast, I'm not stuck in the past
I'm new at this, but I am not easy to diss
My last was a fail, but I won't bail
My win will make me grin
But I won't be cross about a loss
I'm having a blast, I'm not stuck in the past
I'm new at this, but I am not easy to diss
My last was a fail, but I won't bail
My win will make me grin
But I won't be cross about a loss
Round 4
Actually, you're very easy to diss. You can kiss that win goodbye and accept it, or you can sit there and spit so few bars that it's negative.
You only get by through assist, your lyrics are a mist, you're a cyst, you fell like a bottomless pit, I have you pinned, your lyrics are so bad it's a sin.
You're just a run of the mill shill who still can't grill a good kill 'till a pill aids your will to pay the bills.
I'm the king of the hill, all you can do is chill on your window sill, your only companions are your fish with their gills.
You're like a dog who can't even jog in the fog if so much as a log were to hog your path to the cog.
This isn't a surprise, I rise above your guys, he dies, when I emphasize my highs above your lies, you get minimized, throwing your pies at my buys would be unwise.
Though I have a forfeit, I'm not gonna quite
This debate might no longer count, but I'm not down-for-the-count
'Cause quitting is lame, trying brings fame
You've think you've won, you think your number one
But I won't give up, even though I have already slipped up
Round 5
Your grammar is errant, you're incoherent, I'm searin' you up with my lyrics, I bought you out like a parent company and now I'm in charge of your blarin'.
You're a Karen carin' about my McLaren tearin' you up for an errand. Your lyrics are a barren wasteland airin' nothing but what I've been sparin'.
You seem less victorious being this teary mess beholding as I be the best at defeating the less and proceeding the rest.
You're just a little boy with a little toy, lost like Troy, no joy left, can't even handle the word moist, can't point with any joint.
The fact is, your tactics are bad since I clapped it out of existence, so that if you tap in, you'll get backed in a corner 'till you stop rappin' nonsense. It happens.
My Ford roars more than your horse, you're a cord, can't even do your chores before you tore your hoard of candy for your boredom, you're an empty board.
Forfeited
Only 55 minutes left.
Where I come from, the "ange" in orange is pronounced like the "inge" in hinge.
Where I come from, the "ange" in orange is pronounced like the "inge" in hinge.
But I'm not upset, I am deeply fascinated. I didn't kmow part of my accent was considered strange or unusual, to the point of someone saying that no one pronounces something the way everyone I know does. When I find weird things like that it interests me
To explain more specifically, in the accent of where I gre up, both range and orange are pronounced with the same "a"sound as change or fangs or bane.
I guess it's just my accent maybe, but I and people I know say those the exact same. So, incorrect, there are people that pronounce those the same and thus it rhymes where I come from, I actually didn't know until you said that that there are people that dont say it like that. Also, sorry for missing, had a thing happening today
I know, "more range" doesn't rhyme with "orange." No one says "orAInge."
Note, though it doesnt matter, but the orange rhyme was to words, it wasn't range and orange, it was more tange and orange. But, the fact that I have to explain it is probably a sign that I failed
Sorry, timer crept up so I was only able to make one verse