Practice Rap Battles: 3

Continued from the last thread

Noah: So maybe you already did win just now. Cause I just held all of your rhymes in my mind / Crunched and held the whoooole page / Then I punched myself in the fucking face / Gracefully abrasive / The makings of a feckless ace / You should check your haste / Hurdle your own waste / The curdled shit you spray / I run circles around the jests you say / Unrehearsed murder and I call it play / Everyday men caw / No clever jaw / I’m better by far / Past words pretty, witty / This nerd laughs at blokes passing gritty / Such a pity they can’t evolve / Came up in the city / So I spit the patois of the raw / Vernacular spar? / Popeye’s your par? / Enjoy some spinach and spit green saliva / Episodes fall in 20 minutes / I stay live-r infinite, and maul / Call your own finish / Kick off your bad shit / Like Joseph Conrad in the Cold War / Walls to me? / Don’t represent limits / Fuck a bunch of precedents / Just a blurry hurry-up-and-wait list / I’m beyond dimensions like jury nullification / Shaking what’s starting / Breaking tradition / Like the Megan Markle reveal / Only run with the hardest of the smartest / Gnarliest art spiels / Sparking feels / I’ll carve your heart out as you squeal / Larks revealed / Too smart to stop / Since I was a tot / A yearning seed / I learned to read / So I could pay any cost / To never eat a loss / That came with evolving / Sums of volumes / Of burning options / Overturning chops / Triple optic forum / I sit atop the calm eye of the storm / Fly without form / Born and bred to reform cred / Flip the tension thread / Threats of shots to the head? / Don’t scare me / I breathe singularity / I’m everywhere conscious / Revolving anomaly / Calling non-duality / Animality preened / Every human stream leads to the ocean / Zoom in on most of ‘em / Opening with faults / Gestalt becomes my default / Result: / Never crumble / Strength runs, in 1:1 with humble / Hence roll, run with the tumble / Handle the angling, over to under / No wonder I take over almost any stage / Feed on rivals rage / Get suicidal or act your age / This nerd’s arrival IS the word Lotto / Fold and chop what you got like tacos / Not so slow / Not to notice where pickpockets go / When everyone stands for anthem / Unless that’s Anthem Ayn Rand / Nation held for ransom / So I scan whole waves when I advance / Sunrays to Nosferatu is me to you, man / Stand in your own drying mortar / For your heavy footed thudding rhymes / I was born ready / Ahead of your lame war / Crying shame of disorder / Your pen stain pours forward / Horribly muddled waste of bombs / You’re just befuddled enough to play on / Thought bubbles written in crayon / Lyricism goes past indigence /not just spiels of belligerence / Wake up and bear witness / This is cerebral fitness

Jason: I'll give credit where credit is do nice words to you but you might wanna stop and not persue, dude your rap is gonna get disected and laughed at too like some fool who reviewed Reddit. But back to credit Iam your collector. Time to pay up but can't let's be honest you come up short like I said Iam six three your five nothing your nothin and you ain't gonna finish cuz I'll say again Iam gonna win it. Your shit stinks like a moldy taint with blue waffle. Iam about drive the paint like Jordan in his prime beneath lights oh so lime, with lines, words so sublime that will baffle a fool and leave you listless because I dribbled right through you the only thing you dribbled is drool I just dunked on ya punk, chump, speed bump however you wanna take it. Your bars I'll break it! Iam ironbound so I know I can take it whatever you got I'll stand strong on the spot because I got chops maybe you do to but yours a dry unlike my eyes because your rhymes put tears in my eyes so laughable you vs me with be bloodbath able. They wouldnt even wanna televise it because no lies straight talk it'd be over in seconds I reckon. But you beckon me back with more bars. What else can be said much so let me continue with this mitas touch because everything I touch and spit turns to gold. Like your rhymes are old and played out no doubt you spitting words like a clogged faucet with no spout. At the very best a slow drip a minor irritation like a red abrasion thatll leave your balls dried up like raisins. Iam an apperation I'll creep through your soul phantasmic the end of this will be tragic. The tools I possess far outweigh even inspector gadget. You told me once to keep my hatchet, axes and ratchets until after class but Iam just gonna keep coming back to whoop your ass, lyrically you are a challenge but your rhymes are transparent like glass I eat right through em you spaz. Why do you think I just keep whooping your ass. Like I said iterated before I'll keep back until your hobbled. Again I may be occasionally wobbled but like weevils Iam right back up to stand tough and keep spitting until you tell me you had enough.

Noah: Shouldn’t have started son / You’re a Hip Hop charlatan / I tracked your whole map like Garmin / Far from my par / I’m a raw divine cypher with action plans / Your rhymes sound like they happened by chance / Trip to your ego / But flip me in flow? / Not half a chance / Nothing blows when nothing lands / Just fan your need to bleed / Your 6’3” ain’t shit to me / Not when I see / Cardboard artform stacked in the shape of a man / From where I stand? / Overscan the Infinity Lesson: / Instantly put yourself in your own heaven / So my 5’7” cosmically dwelling / Can get close / To clip a note / Straight to your throat / Stapled by my wit / Rapier flick / Zorro’s signature switch / You haven’t figured shit / I get twisted like the figure 8 sideways / Any direction sentence medicine sprays / E’ry day e’ry day leading through disarray / Eating up fakes / And rhyming pretenders / Slimy contenders / Whiny up-enders / Yo, did you seriously design your sentences for dentures? / ‘Cause there’s no bite to anything you say / I try not to hate on writers except Hemmingway / So for now I’ll stick to torture for play / More of the same / Chops sweated to catch up to my lane? / Simon said “Forget it, lame! / This is Loki’s game. / No one’s the same!”

Jason: Charlatan? At least I ain't a bitch a harlequin. You're far from a win. You've commited a major sin biblicaly unequivocally like really you think you can win i don't even know where to win. So you mine as well sit back and take in it on the chin. Garmin? Thats a company founded in Switzerlin yes I know thats spelled wrong but Iam getting tired of your rhymes I need a take a acetominophen you're kinda whiny like Eminem those rhymes they're like rusty chimes that grind on my mind. You say your a divine cypher hold up don't get hyper I need some windshield wipers for my eyes Iam crying dying sighing youre funny. But again raps stink like you need a diaper. Speaking of that you ever heard the expression Iam gonna take a grumpy it means take a shit because that's what you just did you're rhymes are a starter kit. They're colder than a witches tit and you to me are acting like a little bitch a small kid on twitch bragging about how got rich playing fortnite but it's theoretical not right let's keep it contrite your fake I've had almost all I can take let's pump the breaks just like rhymes you gotta ride with training wheels before tot go full speed seems you got too much greed need to win you a chumpy. Like Humpty Dumpty you had a great fall because iam the G in which no one can harder ball