I saw a rap battle debate here and I missed it! Does anyone want to try it?

I saw a rap battle debate offered up by someone who wanted to practice their battle skills. I do not rap, however i thought it would be fun to try it. Does anyone agree? I don't care what the topic will be about, we could just go back and forth.

I gracefully accept your challenge think we should go back and forth like you proposed I will make my claim and you shall rebuttal my claim and go from there very well,good luck and may the best person win

So I am an M.C
I'm held to higher degree
it's not you it's me
I'm on a higher level that what you can perceive
me and my team will have you on your Knees
and kill you off faster than heart disease
infect your capillaries and arteries

and have you seeing visions that you won't believe
see the difference is I'm steak your scraps of meat
I'm strong while you meek
I have higher competion standards that you just can't meet
I'm Muhammad Ali
yes I float like butterfly and sting like a bee
but to the sense that my verbal pretense is ever so deadly
with precise accuracy come on girl bring on the artillery
the Calvary the army or the navy
give me your best cause here stands your enemy
if I was you I'd just shut up and concede
I have higher competion standards that you can meet
see Girl I'm

see what, i'm sorry?
You lack the skills
to make me even feel wary,
And I what I concede
is that i can see
that if we had a head-to-head,
they'd give the crown to me!

Now I don't know what mommy
has been telling you
and really I'm sorry,
If this reality hurts you,
But in this little fight here
I laugh and and look around like,
"When will the challenger appear?"

See I am made of lyrics,
they make songs of me,
I jumpstart, kick hard,
And everyone agrees,
I am the champion
of every game I play
I haunt the enemy in their nightmares,
and till this very day,
they stay clear of the queen,
Cuz I make them a-a-afraid,
and you're next.

Thank you for your response and now mine

WOW what a horrible thing that is complacency
did you pull those rhymes from the children's dictionary
they were sorta of ordinary
there d.o.a so send them to the cemetery
to give a crown to you will be the one at burger king
while your crying and throwing up in the sink
girl I just want you to think
before I reach my brink
and unleash my missing link

So now you must choose
to win or lose
but since your a snooze
I guess that isn't that big of news
look I'll make it short and sweet for you
I'm the pied piper and your rebuttal is due

so you deserve the crown

Complacency is a problem of yours, not mine,
you say you're the Greatest,
Yeah, maybe if the stars align,
and if the universe saddened,
and had some pity for you,
but for what I'm seeing,
Apparently you're what it eschews,
as for me, I am
the very definition of imperial,
People stop me in the streets, like
Look at her, look at the ethereal girl,
I am above and beyond
you're imagination
I can condense my thoughts
in a short translation,
I give a piece of my mind,
In a few quick jabs,
While you threaten and go on
about good you are,
boy, please, it's like you've forgone
your education, any and all,
Mr. Pied Piper, well,
you certainly represent catastrophe
what with your blustering lyrics,
It's almost as bad as blasphemy,
Now pay attention, cuz I'm only gonna say it once more,
I am the queen bee,
and you're a wasp without a thorn.

I've taken everything you have
Now you've made me mad
No more jab just hulk smash
Because it isn't rad to end up in a body bag
And get taken from you everything you've ever had�

Now in round three
Thought you'd �be begging for mercy
But instead released controversy���
When you compared yourself to a queen bee
And I the doomed wasp
Your argument I toss
This debate consider it a loss
Because you know it's not me
To the contrary
At the risk of heresy
Your more like Jonah in the whales belly
You're imperial than I'm machiavelli�
Again consider me your verbal enemy
In whatever form you seem to be
If your mortaly injured then seek out the remedy

Now the stars ARE align
To prove myself not only fine
But divine like 300 in hell we must both dine
Not once have you gotten out of line
And prove worthy of confine
I'm giving too much for free consider yourself fined
You remind me of a racehorse coming from behind
But didn't have enough time
Lost cried and whined
Went home without a dime
If you're wondering what happen sit back and rewind
And again witness your demise

Round three, oh really?
well that's real good,
You should probably thank me,
for putting more rounds than i should,
See i thought you might be needing
a few more times to prove yourself,
but in the end i don't think
you could ever beat myself,
because honestly your words maybe larger than four letters,
but they don't mean much, do they
theyre almost like fetters
to your poetry, in a way,
i can make sense of it, but to me you feel
like you're holding back, as if what you say,
weren't really yours, restricted,
as if you aren't really being real,
as if this is straining you, constricted,
Well maybe that's the case, right?
maybe it's just you,
but for me the words fly out of my mouth,
right out of the blue,
and i don't really mind if you don't believe it,
because i know it to be true,
and if this is something you can't handle,
then you could quit, i wouldn't blame you,
cuz i could go at this all day,
all week if you wanted,
truth is there isn't enough words in the dictionary,
to keep up with me, so if you feel daunted,
which you probably do,
don't be, we'll be finished as soon as
you are through,
because i could climb Everest,
and swim the Atlantic,
talk with the cleverest,
and fight with the frantic,
and I'd still be on top of my game,
so whether you pick up or go home,
to me, it's all the same.

In your raps I see glimmers of success
But I digress,I don't really speak the Nametaken dialect
I find it incomprehensible,and missing rhetoric
I am not going to sit here and pretend
To rap for I know the means to the end
When you have a good rap just push send
and ill be more than happy to invest
like F.A Hayek time and interest
ill stimulate the mind like Obama's package
to me what your raps represent
is softness and the word delicate
I guess messing with an amateur that's what you get
not worthy of notoriety
my words check the variety
us bad boys move silently
and react and respond violently
ill leave you in poverty
in my urgency
you looking for the welfare agency
you hit me with a left hook
I counter with an uppercut
now,baby girl do tell to a brother what is up?

Glimmers, to us here on earth,
are really stars in heaven,
is this not so?
Am I not a leaven,
to words, to the syllables,
listen to how they transform,
from letters to lyrics, with me
this is truly an art form,
I am not belligerent, no,
just a wielder of truth,
and with some the blade is too sharp,
and it seems it has cut you,
so if your "bad boy" self,
has been stung by my rhymes,
how could he ever again go out,
and commit his little "bad-boy" crimes?

if a brother can't take these hits,
i suggest he lay low,
cuz while he just got real,
i got it long time ago,
and while he plays around,
I am the anticipated show,
and i believe even he
knows it, so,
little viper,
Mr. M.C.,
Mr. Pied Piper,
Mr. Muhammad Ali,
Wherever you go,
I think you'll remember,
this one alias from years ago,
that one debate-thing member,
the girl who just about ran you out of town,
who picked up your lyrics,
and put a new set down,
who in simplicity told,
but in sophistication felt,
who in an arctic cold,
could make you melt,
made you think of raps all day long,
that chick who in you would awaken,
a fear, lifelong, as you were shaken
by the one who's name
was always taken.

thanks so much, this was really fun :)

First and foremost I would like to extend my thanks.As well as my gratitude for my opponents participation in this rap battle.And in the following sequence I shall make my case for your respective vote.

Seems I have the last word
Yours deserve to remain unheard
Frozen and preserved
Like Alexander the great I
Sought and conquered
My entire empire
Seems to be moving forward
With no opposition toward
Me,Muhhamad Ali,
The man I'm so convinced to be
See,looks like the bee
Has stung and finished and diminished
You off entirely
You look in worst shape than the economy
Right now and in the year 1930
Have I shown my teeth hardly
I have beat you to the extend Obama's
Gonna beat Romney
This is it
So please sit
With a bucket of popcorn on your hip
Watch this girl get lit
With my lyrics ooh right in her lip
To describe your rhymes it rhymes with the word hit
Congratulations on your understanding of English lit.
Literature that is
From which I am a whiz
Oh no knocked out already I can see you can't persist
To seal it all up I'll seal it with a kiss
So you can reminisce
On the verbal bliss
From a gentleman to I'm sure a very lovely and beautiful miss