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People (except debaters) will post words in comments which they want debaters to use.
Voters will distribute points like this:
Made more sense and his lyrics are more intelligent. 3/7
More times used word from comments for first time. 2/7
Offended opponent less. 1/7
Sounded better when rapped/his words rhyme better. 1/7
Each forfeit is -2 points.
I'll let him keep Anglican status while he prays in the prison
I never meant to lock him there, he went as a volunteer
When I started to rhyme, he had no gut to stay here
My flow is banned, it's illegal, but I've never been busted
Three hours passed and my opponent is still flabbergasted
I don't need fossil fuel, I work on solar and blow steam
Even if Ray had a drone, he couldn't escape my regime
I am smarter then Einstein and stronger then Barbarian
I am like an all-powerful God, except I am humanitarian
I show mercy to every one of bitches that praise my cock
Which is bigger then the mountain and harder then any rock
I'll push you out of the way like I'm a piston,
my rhymes shine though me like a prism.
Your flow is outlawed because it's noise pollution.
Mix some lil Wayne with one D, you're the solution.
Think you stand out like a purple circle,
But you're done already, you never lasted.
And by the way, "busted" doesn't rhyme with flabbergasted!
My mind is intricate as my lines are infinite.
As for intricacy, I have no sympathy for my enemy,
You can try your best and act like a friend of me ,
You're definitely not a rapper, you just pretend to be.
You know me, I'm smooth as the trail of a zamboni.
You look like you live in a motorhome,
When it comes to weakness, you are an epitome.
You sound like a baby bird then fell from the nest
But you ain't that big, you are a small-sized pest
You are trying to rhyme two words standing together
Your flow is as fly as bird with not a single feather
My armor is from steel, and yours is from leather
You are not my friend, because I don't hang with scum
Get some balls, you are so soft, I linger you like a gum
It's okay - you can't rap, but you can't even make a girl cum
Throw all your rhymes on pile and make them burn
Before you can battle me, you have a lot to learn
I'll spare you for a while; Go on, your turn!
Unaware of what's going on around you,
it's only round 2, and failure surrounds you!
You're saying you're as fly as a bird with plate-male?
You're just gonna fall hard and end up with hate mail.
And yes motherfuckker, my rhymes collide side-by-side
Challenge my mind, after 5 lines, you'll commit suicide
You and I were meant to be enemies, who am I?
My name is Ray P. I'll make you hate me, cause you aint me!
you'll suffer greatly, you're 18, but rap like you're 8, geez.
And the only thing I let linger is when I toss up my middle finger,
Declare myself the winner and leave it pointing at every singer.
Including the guy who's rhymes I'm facing
Since he cant rap, look at all the time I'm wasting
I closed my eyes not to see your ugly face
You can't rap, but you keep pretending
So I am boarding you into the outer space
It is good that you told me your name
Because I have never heard of you before
You have no money, power or fame
I am the guy that all the beautiful girls adore
As for the fame, you even knew my age
I have money neither, I ain't gotta pay *hit
I am both absolute monarch and sage
Kingdoms I rule, and deepest wisdom I spit
What I feel for you is not hate, its pity
Give me ya finger and I'll bite of entire hand
You try hard, but your rhymes are *hitty
You take orders in your house, I rule entire land
Your bars were really lame
Sorry for burying you, but that's point of the game.
left you twisted up like a wind-up doll,
After I crack apart your spinal-cord
Til it ain't a straight line no more,
shitt stickin' out of your back like a dinosaur!
Listen, no one's a fan of a man in a bandana
who's styles been banned 'cause we all can't stand ya!
I demand that you stand, while I backhand ya.
You never planned to be as endangered as a panda!
You learned to rap, as soon as you read mine,
"The entire land"? b*tch, you still have a bed-time,
You can't rule shitt, 'cause nothing said rhymes!
This wasn't my flow, just an introduction.
You're not the first to taste my lyrical destruction.
Syllables react in my head like combustion,
Hard to battle you kid, when you need to be tucked in.
1 votes has been placed for this debate.
Vote Placed by ShadowKingStudios 2 years ago
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