Rap Battle, Baby
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For a rap battle, baby, and to that I say"
Bitches and hoes, get ready to throw down
Because my rap skillz finna be the talk of the town
I ain't comin' from Compton, as Taj might suggest
But y'all see it don't matter cause my rhymes are the best
So good"New Crusaders fight for me, not you, since your raps are just flawed
That's why you don't mess with me: I am the Rap God.
Don't be shy of my big a** dong
You call yourself the rap god
F*ck that you're just sod
I walk on you all day and night
Because my rapping is out of sight
I ain't got time for sh*t like this
Little noobs like you are full of p*ss
You have an ocassional good rhyme, miss
But at least it isn't archie's a** I kiss
I got a list of the best rappers I know
And lady you ain't on it so you better go
Whereas when you want p*ssy, you got nowhere to go
You say you ain't got time, yet regarding beating me, you're persistent
I think it's cause you need to build up your ego (which is pathetically nonexistent)
The effort is valiant, but not enough to take it
Maybe I'll take pity and let you win for once--I'll fake it.
But that won't happen, for I win in both maturity and craft
Since I don't need to resort to calling people noobs--that's daft.
So I'm not on your best rapper list: but n*gga, you know why?
This rap bitch is on God level, flying first class in the sky.
You should think why your mother ever gave birth
Is your life meaningful?
F*ck no you have no purpose
Anybody that as difference is full of bull
You can try to insult my sex life and ego
I drown in a pyramid of p*ssy so
My ego is just fine, woman
I bet your beau is your next of kin
Maybe you should go back and do some math
It's the only way you can avoid my wrath
This is it for the round
Sorry for taking you on a verbal ground and pound
In the words of your future husband
Lady, quit your b*tchin
Now get back in the kitchen
Since it's so small I would need a microscope
A pyramid of p*ssy, you say? In what country, Tajikistan?
That's a country as insignificant as you, man
Let's face the facts: I got a boy, you got your right hand
So I urge all you voters to take a final stand
And vote for me, to Make America Great Again
We can't win with this guy in this country--his stupidity's so illegal, he makes us hate again.
So Billie--If you can't stand the heat, get out of my kitchen, dawg
Or I'll sear you harder than Asians will cook your dog
Thank you very much--I've done my calculations---and the answer is clear:
I am the only winner out of the two of us here.
This rap battle is analogous to real life--
I had the last say: I finished. You didn't. By the way, good luck getting a wife.
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Vote Placed by tajshar2k 3 months ago
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Reasons for voting decision: I think BJC had a strong first 2 rounds, but Lori mentioned me in the rap, and she destroyed him in the dog joke, which makes me give her the win. However, I will give BJC 2 points for a strong opening round.
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