Practice Rap Battles: 2

Continued where the last left off, running rap battle with a friend

Jason: You talking about ire being raised fires like st Elmo's your your bars are about to be raised like cities under conquest in the ancient Roman empire. Your rhymes are elementary like sesame Street Elmo is the only level you'll reach. So listen up as I preach I'll breach your walla tear em down brick by brick you say my rhymes are past easy? That makes me queasy boy I'll destroy you for days I'll vomit up bars you can't even fathom like I just vomited at a bar in tandem. So try and understand em this may random but man done equals good rapping man but Iam gonna pop some more beers and say cheers but to me your just more cattle I'll be in a battle in this land north of Seattle.

Noah: Grow some skill set / If you got ills to get off your chest / Roman Conquest themed rap / Is the Beast wheezing on its feet / IOW: the crest of collapse / Internally can’t last / Like rap without breath control / Like battling without depth to your soul / Like facing death without a single real moment to roll / I’m on it every spoke / Every stroke / Invoking what’s essential from cold mind / For me it’s always old times / Test my beast and grind / Sesame Street rhymes? / I’ll fill blocks / With children’s building blocks / Wrap around to a ziggurat / Straight off the top / Bevelled like paintings by Georges Seurat / So levels maintain my endless gain / You extend some stomach pain? / Ire and shit and unseemly wit? / Fuck man, I’m the original bulimic phoenix / Firespit clean / Paced keen / Higher quips placed between / Beats that rain / My booted feet to your thick brain / It’s not a hang-over / But for you I’ll bang these bars out slower / Mercenary minstrel, not a soldier / Shit is soooo simple / The bars you vomit? / Honest, you got no style / Throw up stomach bile / It’s just miles of slandering / I got guile and handling / A pile of randoms? / Get defiled in tandem! / A pair of Orcs / Spare me, sport / You can’t afford to prattle / Fall flat off your feet / In West, East, South or North Seattle

Jason: Grow some skill set? It appears you think my match is met? But it's like a catch maybe a 22 that done blew no matter what say or what you do you're through! You the say the beast wheezing perhaps with a history of asthma in years past. But Iam about to rattle to your plasma iam gonna give you all you can have sir. And the rasp in my voice that will bite like a asp  will leave you wondering on your choice to battle me my vocabulary and words are vast as Iam put to this task of straight whoopin your ass in this. Simple with with spits poisonous like a viper watch me as I get more and more hyper, theres gonna be no need for a damn cypher! You're right Georges Seurat was a skilled painter but compared to what Iam about unfold on to you. Believe me when I say this it's tried and true his masterpieces will seem like chicken scratches I said it before in other ways your no match as flip the latches and smashes you with hatchets you're done.  You will feel the wrath I exact it will be a symphony of perfect destruction you won't even be able to function because the dishes of words, verbs and adverbs will be like an all you can eat luncheon. You'll explode metaphorically because this battle will leave you destroyed historically. It'll  leave you shooken like you get hit a hurricane class five categorically. You say you're the original bulimic Phoenix . To me your just  like a little punk kid screaming threats in skinny jeans who didn't mean it. I'll beat you, eat you and take you to the edge cuz iam an extremist there's no length I won't go to overthrow you  and smash you with this verbal sledge. So what's next man what is it that will be said?

Noah: Be as extreme as a mad dog / Just another rabid ideologue / I outlap all that havoc out of habit / Your greatest lengths / Latest strengths / Like your licks / Worth about sixpence / You’re thick as in dense / I’ll hurdle your creds / Whatever verbal sledges you mewl / Learn to edit what you drool / I play it to outrule / You’re an everyday fool / I slay clever / Played it crazy, sexy cool / Since before TLC dropped jewels / So many tools to collect / Never require a threat / Just reaping it mindfully / Keeping it gully / Sometimes prophecy comes in a knitted skully / Laughed at every bully / So hurricanes don’t bug me / Or hurry my reign / Nothing above me / Discern without restraint / It only rains love on me / Steel hand, velvet glove / Felt the breath of humanity / And no historical retell / Will orally gel / With any metaphorical hell / When every piece lore serves / The core of emergence / Any store of adverbs switched for punching / Any war of words mangled / Cannibal’s luncheon / Will fall flat and tight / Into my stunning prose / Like Appetite for Destruction / By Guns N’ Roses / You’re missing the closer / I go bolder /Tag “Simply nothing.” / Over the marquee for your “Symphony of Destruction” / Then eat dark meat, kicking back / Spark cleats off your chicken scratch / Keep each of your hatchets / After class you can have them back / Never fucking tap / Buckets of venom splash / Get hyper and backlash? / Vipers get trapped / By mongooses and straw baskets / Word is bond, lucid outlasts shit / Polymath auto-didact on that Next Path / Do the math lil asp / That rasp is you being a sap / You wanna flow and gab / On some showy vocab? / Wake me from a nap.I’ll have Webster lapped / Untethered, never gasp / Unfair when I blast. / Track my whims / Back at our same gym? / Check this fact: / I run stairs, while I rap / Undo what’s there behind attacks / Jiu jitsu on or off the mat / Escape from the worst traps / To a hoodrat? / Catch-22 is halfway between easy as catching the flu and A, E, I, O, U / Daily I’ll flow through you

Jason: Your words sound pretty with a nice supply of witty but youre pushing me to far Iam about to get gritty. You're nothing man, a lie iam sitting asking why start something you can't finish? Iam like Popeye who ate his spinach I'll fights to finish. Just face it you can win it like like bills did from 91-94 you're simply a bore 4 in a row is unprecedented. But that's  nothing to the loss youre about feel. Face me whether the storm, take it, say I got no cred and Iam and Iam dense that's doesn't make any sense Iam hell bent to give you my recompense. I'd think you wanna placate my rage but youre simply poking me son. You might wanna vacate the stage because I told you I already won and you done lost like you got shot in the head with a gun. Because whether fighting or spitting i got you backing up in a defensive position. This is the makings of an ass kicking anthem heavy weight or bantam Iam holding camps ransom Iam the microphone phantom. I advance some quick let's refer back to that brick Iam simply hard to beat. Add some mortar forget about it out of the mortar I shoot it, BOOM! Let your gloom set in as you cry alone in your room . You ain't gonna get that win you you'll come up shorter like The New World Order vs Goldberg and just speared right through you. This rap is geared to cause fear to you so open up your ears and hear what's up Iam 6,3 and youre 5 nothing how can I lose to someone who done nothing but bluffing I'll eat you like an English muffin. You mean nothing to me you're a joke you're rhymes are weak ass and broken. I'll admit some of the words spoken are fancy and full of thought but it's all disillusioned and for naught. You need to be taught skill is and the ability to win is something you got and cannot be bought. Iam not sorry if that's a little harsh but I won't stop bringing the truth. I hope you can handle the wrath I just raught.