Rap Battle 5!

I am back after months away from Debate.org, and the first thing I want to do is get into another rap battle and tear someone up.

Rules:

1. 2 rap rounds, first debate round is acceptance.
2.No plagiarism/ copy paste
3.Rap hard

The only thing gettin torn up is ur bum hole
let's go

I have yet to see the lyrics of Masterful
But I already know they'll be disaster-full
You use your fat mom as a h0e,
And your cheap rhymes make your round a placid go

You think your tough with that katana sword?
I'll fvck you up even though I already gotta wh0re
I'll put you in a big @ss volcano and let the lava pour
Watch as your face melts and yell "Ha ha, score!"

I checked your bio, you seemed ashamed
Not sayin a thing, you're not even acclaimed.
I'm a prodigy of Slim, you're a copy of Wayne
I fought people like you, you're all the same

Easy shjt, you need to quit when I see you spit
you make me queasy, prjck, my speed is lit
your meat is bit by your peeps with shjt
Had your lyrics once and I peed on it!

42-year old man of the Shinto religion
In other words, your in the shjt-hoe division
I'll snipe your with unbelievable precision
You can hit me with a knife and clear vision

Occupation- Self employed?
What you do, use your djck as a own-self toy?
I bet it's small, you're a little elf-boy
And all shriveled up like old-man Elroy

Relationship-Not saying?
Is your relationship with your hand decaying?
Have your own hand jobs been to much to be paying?
You could also count you and your mom in bed, laying.

So I guess that you're really not dating,
Who the hell would want some of that mating?
You're thinking "I can beat this guy maybe!"
No, you are up against notorious Jim Shady.

Just wanna mention, a bit about your sexuality,
I'm bringing attention, to your love for bestiality,
Cus you're a genetic, abnormality and have a pathetic, personality.

You're clearly a man slag slurping on some anus
You're queerly and man f.a.g burping after sum gayness.

We got people out there looking for the loch ness monster,
When little do they realise you're a cock less youngster .

Like a frog spawns tadpoles,
Your mum forms glory holes
But she the one shoving her dick through the hole so you can lick it,
And you're the one loving it thick and taking it whole so you can dipstick it.

How can a freak like you pretend to know how to rap?
Cus my technique is a godsend and all you do is c.r.a.p.

This right here is your demise,
Cus like a fan girl, I'm the one you'll idolize,

My lyrical originality will make you lose your mind,
My satirical brutality will abuse till you're blind.

Next round, Ding Ding! Out comes Rocky,
her to whip your @ss, gonna be a bloody flooging,
Your raps are slow paced, prone to clogging,
Must be that brain of yours that old thing's foggy.

The Contender keeps talking about my sex preferences
Sex with guys controls his mind, need an exorcist?
Think you even have a chance, bjtch I'm the best at this,
You'll lose so bad your more negative than a pessimist!

Asian guy right here, how can he read with those slants?
This is a rap battle, sophisticated, we don't do no rants,
And what are your doing, pull up yo pants,
You can get blow later, rap now, even with no chance

I'm an American, and this is WWII
I use a m1 garrand on japs and chinks, I warned you!
Riding my djck is your mom, I'm like "This wh0re's new!"
I'll grab her by the pvssy one time or two.

Weak mof, your rhyme make people start laughing at you.
Go to the first aid station for roast with ajisthetruth.

Read fast, if you're able

You're opposing an undefeated divinity and endeavouring to stride far above your level,
I'll be exposing your untreated virginity and severing your pride, I am the devil.

Your crack smoking mother is a fat swelled Whale,
It's a fact that like no other she's of unparalleled scale

She is eating too immensely; it's time for her to Diet,
When I'm beating her intensely she won't stay quiet.
I will blast her in her bucket back to whence she came,
She won't last when I fuc it, she will feel intense shame.

Your mums methane, will corrupt the atmosphere,
it'll sprain your brain and erupt your hemisphere.
With a stench of which, is comparable to none,
You know that wench of a bitch has a terrible son.

Why are you smoking on a blunt, is this showing your masculinity?
Why aren't you Poking up a c.u.n.t, Are you forgoing your virginity?

This is the sheer capability of my mind,
It brings a tear of gracility yet to be defined.

Each verse I have written has a rhyme combo of at least 3, where my opponent only has singular rhyme combos and in rare cases double combos. My very first verse is a 6x combo.