Practice Rap Battles: 1

Text with the friend who first convinced me to try battle on stage

Noah: hey I just thought of this

You think you’re Hip Hop? I’ll meet you at the top, drop chops to flow-jack your whole rap career like “Dude, hold my beer.”

Jason: haha nice

Dude say hold my beer let me make this point clear Iam several ahead of ya. Teach your place you meddler cuz my metal is stronger you can't jack shit yo flows weak like a faucet that can't spit

Noah: whooa

hold on

Here's an offer that show you I'm sonning / Your best girl? Her mouth never stop running / That you really aint nothing / Stop bluffin / Your metal is rusting / Cause I spit like a firehose / 50,000 psi prose / Blowing fire / Nobody's higher / Best believe /Even if you were that dragon Shiva / I'd take several of your heads / Prop em on spires / Just to get real Metalheads inspired

Jason: lol

Not sure what my girls got to with it? But I stand and thick like brick you can't kick as in beat. Your rhymes are are cheap the clocks tickin your about take a lickin your confused if you think if you can win your stuck in a thicket and here's your ticket to loss. My flows are boss and you're right Iam a dragon breathing fire but here's my desire to beat you son no braggin you'll feel my ire your just mistaken I've already won.

Noah: If your flows are boss? / Yo right now you're flashing red on and off / So your catching a loss / Is between tick and tock / Fire-water-steam picks apart / Your art and chops from bottom to top / Sick sixteens strip away your pride / Like the melancholy "Ticket to ride" / What you spit and pass for sick? / Tickles me inside / But not like St Elmo's Fire / Overwhelm me with flow? / Raise my ire? / How's about trying to early retire / This shit's past easy / If you're a brick building? / I'll blast you with graffiti / Until the sky looks down on you / And only sees me / A-head of many son / Then the match will be / One