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Started: 8/19/2014 Category: Music
Updated: 3 years ago Status: Post Voting Period
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LET'S GET READY TO RUUUUUUUUUUMBLE!This will be a videorap battle. That's right folks, each debater will be required to upload 3 videos of themselves rapping. You can either rap a whole song, or part of a song (just make sure you record enough to judge!) and judging will be based on which debater displayed superior technical rapping skill.Rules1. Only 1 rap video per round, for a total of 3 videos2. It can be your own piece, or a cover3. Con must accept the full BoP4. Voting will be based on which rapper the voter feels displayed the best technical rapping skill overall (hence the utilization of the 7-point winner take all voting option)5. Keep it under 3 minutes6. Apply for this debate in the comment's section 7. First round is for acceptance


I accept the debate! May the gods of lil Wayne inspire thee!
Debate Round No. 1


Here's round #1!

I...Adamantly attack the alphabet
with an anecdotal algorithm made of Adamantium
I'm like an Adderrall addicted anaconda
or an alcoholic or an a*shole,
An A-Rod, no anabolics,
But I, brutally and beautifully butcher the banging beat
brushin' bubbly allover your booby and booty beef
cause I'm a carpenter, I come carvin' your carcass
leaving all these carp fish crushed on the carpet
crumbling chroni' Colorado with my Cal cronies
I'm cramming it full of condiments like it's a Calzone
delicious! I didn't drive and drink
whether diamonds or dimes man I'm diving deep
like an electric eel, I'm elegantly eloquent
and every cent I ever earned just entered me in the election
I got eleven brains like an enormously educated Einstein
with Elephantitis of the erection a freak!
I'm fighting with a flatfooted felon five falcons just flew to a fountain, and fell in
Googling googly-eyed girls to get inside
golly gee from GlasGow to Guatemela's gentrified
a hippopotamus is high on heroin he heckles me and hires Haitian Hank to hand his hoe a hysterectomy
in hateful hieroglyph I hurl-out hyperbolic hubris
and hang with Hipster Helen that's the hooker with huge hips
I'm ill. I'm Icarus. I ignite idiots in idioms and issues
jumpy jargon I joust like Jacare jivin Japanese Judo and Jiujitsu
killin em like a kid.. got a Kilogram of Ketamine for Kwanza
knitted Kimono made out of Komodo Dragon skin
I'm richer than a Klingon kickin it at the Kremlin
but I kick through your door, kall me Kramer Kardashian
Lethal. Literally litter a little limerick that be littler than a Leprechaun
a menace that'll manifest the melancholy mayhem
makin a metamorphosis until mechanized like Megotron
Nick Nolte: a nerdy native of Nebraska needs a neon ninja and a nectarine from NASA
Ominously, I mean it's obvious you see a: orthodontist oozing out oodles of onomatopoeia
Oswalt: Patton pickin a pocket pluckin a patent
I pickle purple poop in Patron for pure passion
got a question, gotta quiz ya
lets step on the gas and go a quicker!
really getting ready for the revolution
reeled a rotten rhythm ring around a Russia Ronda Rousey resort
serve a simple sentiment a simile that's smokin like a sheet of Sudafed
i'm swiftly swimming like a seahorse
only walking where women is gettin xenophobic at the Xanadu
XoXo Yippy-ki-yay,! Yours Truly, Ryuu YES YO!!!



When you said it was over you shot right through my heart
Why you let these h0es tear what we had right apart
Ooh, I was so mad; I could've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart

Praying to a sky all black
Looking at the stars like they finna talk back (whoa)
Looking at my phone like she finna call back (whoa)
But last night I feel like probably ended all that
Cause by now she would've sent a text in all caps
Then another one tryna take it all back
Saying fvck you, I miss you or I hate you so much
Cause girls only say "hate you" to the guys that they love
I know, I know, I know the highs, the lows
It comes and goes; you say "be real" I try, I don't
Cause you take anything and just make it everything
Kept my phone on silent ever since you got a ring (funny right?)
And I never cheated (I mean, maybe once, twice)
But one time don't change everything
She ask why I don't feel the same, I'm still the same
She's still insane and now she's saying

When you said it was over you shot right through my heart
Why you let these h0es tear what we had right apart
Ooh, I was so mad; I could've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart

Okay, skeet, smoke, sleep, call
Miss, text, woke, spoke
Lie, feel, Lisa, ill (ewww)
Time, kill, months, still
I got somebody baby mama calling me daddy (got me)
I drank too much, please call me a cabby (swerve)
Penthouse after party hoes want that addy (swerve)
Fvck they can ride with us, crawl in a Caddy
Third row is when you call, I hit cancel
Really? I hit answer, fvck I hate when that happens
Phone in my pocket for the whole night
And you heard b1tches screamin' til my phone died
Then she text me like "why you still talk to my mama?"
How the fvck you run around with condoms?
Why you make me get this tattoo? Man, fvck this tattoo
You the reason I wasn't single in college
What, all because I had you? N1gga I don't even have you
How am I supposed to get past you?
And she called the next guy spillin' some real sh1t
Now they problems he got to deal with

When you said it was over you shot right through my heart
Why you let these h0es tear what we had right apart
Ooh, I was so mad; I could've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart

Girl, don't believe them hoes
Cause they don't wanna see us together
And you already know you're too fly
But baby, don't get your hair caught in the propellers
I be tryna tell her these h0es is jealous
You know they never like it when you never say never
Long hair, red bone, but her pvssy is hairless
Muah, I french kiss it like we in Paris
I be screaming out, "Ain't no woman like the one I got!"
But she be always worryin' about the one I fvcked
She said it's gonna be me, myself and I
Damn, that would make me a one-eyed fvck
Schh, I was so mad
Damn, you used to ride a n1gga like a moped
Schh, but players fvck up, my bad
And just to keep from crying, I laughed

When you said it was over you shot right through my heart
Why you let these h0es tear what we had right apart
Ooh, I was so mad; I could've seen this coming right from the start
You should beware, beware, beware of a woman with a broken heart
Debate Round No. 2


At the request of my lil' bro, I give you Eminem's RAP GOD (the fast part)

Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber
So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm never stating, more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherf---in' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know the haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'd be celebrating
Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
Oh he's too mainstream
Well that'd what they do
They get jelous and confuse it"


Bandz a Make her dance (Lil Wayne's Solo) IE The best part of the song.

Uh, pop that pvssy for a real n1gga
Pull out my black card, that's my lil' n1gga
Make a movie with your b1tch, Steven Spiel-n1gga
Smokin' on Keysha, Cole give me chills n1gga
What's your real name, and not your stripper name
I make it rain on ya, like a windowpane
Bands a make her dance, Tunechi make her cvm
Hit it from the side like a motherfvckin' bass drum
Two h0es on one fvckin' pole
Two h0es on my fvckin' pole
I don't tip, I pay bills
B1tches call me Buffalo
Her stomach in, her @ss out
I'm flyer than the ones they pass out
If money grow on trees, I branched out
I'm just waitin' for my b1tch to cash out!
Debate Round No. 3


Final round! I'd like to thank my opponent for joining me in this video rap battle.

This video is a pancake-making tutorial, so now no-one can say this debate wasn't educational.

Also, blatant use of sex-appeal is blatant.


yellow cheese eggs, white pancake batterrrr,
put a little bit up on the skillet when it starts to bubble flip it over with your spachla
...yeah yeah, that sh*t look like my breakfast
i gotta remember to flip the motherf*cker over after cookin it for 30 seconds
ladies love me, i got my OJ!,
everybody said to do another fast rap to this beat so i said OK
but imma speed it up real real fast til the whole damn bottle is gone
and im challenging busta, watsky and twista, ANY of you rap kids FOLLOW ALONG
chris brown broke up with rihanna so he lookin for another silly idiotic hoe he can beat up
i wish that he was man enough to get inside the octagon with me i'd knock him out like im lyoto machida
front kick to the face just by throwin my feet up
wink at rihanna, baby show me your d-cups
im givin it to the man, the cakes are stickin right to the pan
your fate is imminent imma diminish it anyways so if you smoke then reup
Lets go!
Gotta butter up another one and put it on the skillet couple minus til its done done
aint no body f*ckin with this kid, so tell jerry sandusky im gonna kill him with a stun gun
come come get a get a crumb, hit a spitta with a fit of venom when i split a drum
take another visit in a minute where the menaces to society in inda gada davida-vida
you're danny devito when i belittle literally itll better you
battling anybody with a better view ahead of you
like bitter batter batter imma hit you with an auto mo' battery
bada bing bada bada boom
im the king better get a clue get offended when im sentimental and i spit at you
im thinkin about my rhythm it's DOPE and much BETTA
these rappers think their animals. nope. it's CHUCK TESTA.
I gotta get up the economy's
a little brutal to me the dichotomy
ain't suitable I gotta go to Pluto
for a little bit of comedy or
something beautiful, there's nothing beautiful that's in this world.
gonna pucker up my lips ta barf
gonna choke a f*ckin rapper in his hipster scarf
im never gonna put another piece of music out deliberately if it isn't genuine and grips the heart


Wake up
Grab beer
Grab rear
Shave beard
Put on some scene gear
Gotta get drunk before my mom wakes up
Break-up with my girlfriend so I can bang slvts
I'm undead, unfed
Been sleeping on bunk beds
Since ten
So if I don't booze it, I'm gonna lose it
Everybody get to it, do it, get ruined

Let's get this party started
Let's keep them 40's poppin
So just get buzzed and stay fvcked up
We'll keep them panties droppin

When I start drinking
My d1ck does all my thinking
Hoes want to be scene with me
And I like their big thick t1tties
D-Cups with extra filling
Take it out let me lick it quickly
Calm down it's just a hickie
I'll blame it on this whisky sipping gets me tipsy
Drink fast and enjoy your buzz
Take back streets to avoid the fuzz
I wanna take you home but your friends won't let ya'
I got a 40 in my Ford Fiesta
Buy beer
Or pay the rent
My signing bonus was quickly spent
So I'll beat my meat like I'm a fvckin' butcher
And I'll punk the pvssy like I'm Ashton Kutcher!

[Chorus x2]

Let's get this party jumpin'
Let's see some 40 chuggin'
I wanna see your booty rubbing against my d1ck when I start buzzin'
Come on girls I wanna see you drinkin'
I wanna see your brain start shrinkin'
Make a move I saw you winkin'
Drunken pvssies what I'm thinkin'
I don't give a fvck if you're drunk or not
Turn it up loud feel the ambiance
Grab 2 h0's and do some body shots
I wanna party all night until they call the cops
Fvck a wristband lets all do a keg stand
I'm like Cheech with out the Chong
Hittin up the beer bong
When the cops show up
Their gonna get the finger
And i don't give a fvck
Cuz I'm the designated drinker!

[Chorus x4]

Everywhere I Go, B1tches always know
That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show (b1tch)
Everywhere I Go, B1tches always know
That Charlie Scene has got a weenie that he loves to show
Debate Round No. 4
31 comments have been posted on this debate. Showing 1 through 10 records.
Posted by Masterful 5 months ago
So where are the videos then?
Posted by bladerunner060 3 years ago

I don't think that's true--I just think that, all else being equal, doing something more difficult (i.e. in this case rhyming fast) is what gets one side the edge over another--and RFDs are going to talk about what caused the points award, so they're probably all going to mention that.
Posted by ShadowKingStudios 3 years ago
That shitt was unnecessary.
Posted by TUF 3 years ago
tl;dr these votes: Rapping fast is really all that mattesr in a rap battle. Gotcha, won't be doing these anymore...
Posted by Mikal 3 years ago
lol thought you would laugh, I still have to wait to listen to all the rounds. This was a reminder for a real rfd later lol xD
Posted by TUF 3 years ago
Nice rfd mikal, I am going to use the complaint generator on your rap debate
Posted by Mikal 3 years ago
What I offer here is an involved yet detached look at Prof. Ryu's words. Perhaps time, further study, and more reflection will either modify or enrich the analysis offered here, but Ryu invents problems in order to provide himself with an excuse for making a fuss. Let me make clear what is foremost on my mind and what the focus of this letter will be: the unalterable law of biology has a corollary that is generally overlooked. Specifically, the sun has never shone on a more frowsy and sadistic person than Ryu. To fully understand that, you need to realize that he follows a dual code of morality"one morality for his fellow mentally deficient sods and another for the rest of the world. This is why Ryu is a financial predator who preys on the elderly, the gullible, and the vulnerable. He seeks their assets to support his own lavish lifestyle. Keep that in mind while I state the following: It has long been obvious to attentive observers that Ryu's apothegms, while ideologically grounded in a rhetoric and practice of cronyism, are surrounded by a cloak of secrecy and "plausible denial". But did you know that nobody ever went broke underestimating his intelligence? He doesn't want you to know that because whenever he is blamed for conspiring to defile the air and water in the name of profit, he blames his dupes. Doing so reinforces their passivity and obedience and increases their guilt, shame, terror, and conformity, thereby making them far more willing to help Ryu suppress controversy and debate.

Ryu sometimes puts himself in charge of fostering debauchery. At other times, one of his helots is deputed for the job. In either case, Ryu wants nothing less than to use scapegoating as a foil to draw anger away from more accurate targets. His assistants then wonder, "What's wrong with that?" Well, there's not much to be done with besotted misfits who can't figure out what's wrong with that, but the rest of us can plainly see that Ryu seeks scapegoats for his own shortcomin
Posted by Mikal 3 years ago
When Ryu made his puppy-dog vassals wag their little tails by promising to let them convince self-indulgent individuals that there is absolutely nothing they can do to better their lot in life besides joining him, I realized for the first time that Ryu refuses to come to terms with reality. He prefers instead to live in a fantasy world of rationalization and hallucination. His ghastly compatriots in masochism like to shout, "Let's foster suspicion"if not hatred"of 'outsiders'. That'll be wonderful. Hooray, hooray!" But that won't be wonderful. Rather, it'll make a cause c"l"bre out of Ryu's campaign to effectuate the downfall of all that is decent and civilized.

Ryu asserts that the moon is made of green cheese. Most reasonable people, however, recognize such assertions as nothing more than baseless, if wishful, claims unsupported by concrete evidence. I apologize if what I'm saying sounds painfully obvious, painfully self-evident. However, it is so extremely important that I must sincerely say it. One might conclude that he is out of control and must be stopped. Alternatively, one might conclude that his brinkmanship and tin-rattling is aimed at prodding the government into sanctioning his attempts to etiolate his enemies. In either case, his contrivances can be subtle. They can be so subtle that many people never realize they're being influenced by them. That's why we must proactively notify humanity that if Ryu makes fun of me or insults me I hear it, and it hurts. But I take solace in the fact that I am still able to ensure that we survive and emerge triumphant out of the coming chaos and destruction.
Posted by Mikal 3 years ago
Ryu accuses me of being grumpy whenever I state that we're still a long way from being able to speak out against behavior and speech that is intended to conjure up dirt against his fellow human beings. All right, I'll admit that I have a sharp tongue and sometimes write with a bit of a poison pen, but the fact remains that when Ryu says that I and others who think he's a rancorous, ruthless energumen are secretly using etheric attachment cords to drain people's karmic energy, that's just a load of spucatum tauri. True, he cannot completely conceal his true animus and inspiration, but when he lies, it's consistent with his character, for Ryu is a liar and the father of lies. Another reason that many people consider it consistent is that some people have indicated that it's entirely reasonable at this point to conclude that I am fed up to the back teeth with Ryu's infantile ethics. I can neither confirm nor deny that statement, but I can say that we can divide Ryu's indiscretions into three categories: diversivolent, malign, and headstrong.

Ryu will rewrite and reword much of humanity's formative works to favor propagandism because he possesses a hatred that defies all logic and understanding, that cannot be quantified or reasoned away, and that savagely possesses drugged-out cozeners with brazen and uncontrollable rage. In its annual report on garrulous incidents, the government concluded that his stories about emotionalism are particularly ridden with errors and distortions, even leaving aside the concept's initial implausibility. If Ryu feels ridiculed by all the attention my letters are bringing him, then that's just too darn bad. His arrogance has brought this upon himself. Whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to extend the compass of democracy to shameless cavilers. One of the cocky sciolists in his employ has penned an extensive treatise whose thesis is that Ryu would never even consider obfuscating the issue so that one can't see what ought
Posted by Mikal 3 years ago
However deep one delves into the citations and footnotes of Ryu's subliminal psywar campaigns and however poised and "mainstream" his trucklers appear once challenged, there is no way to forget that he is addicted to the feeling of power, to the idea of controlling people. Sadly, he has no real concern for the welfare or the destiny of the people he desires to lead. Ryu's public virtue is dwarfed by his private vice. Here, too, the exception proves the rule: Ryu should have been placed long ago in a locked psychiatric unit. I, not being one of the many feral chowderheads of this world, would have committed him to such a facility under the justification that he writes a lot of long statements that mean practically nothing. What's sneaky is that Ryu constructs those statements in such a way that it never occurs to his readers to analyze them. Analysis would almost certainly indicate that Ryu is a being who invents nothing, originates nothing, and improves nothing. All he does is detach individuals from traditional sources of strength and identity"family, class, private associations.
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Vote Placed by dynamicduodebaters 3 years ago
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Reasons for voting decision: So faaaaast dangit. WOW
Vote Placed by 9spaceking 3 years ago
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Reasons for voting decision: Pro rapped so fast, it had a lot of really good rhythm and offensive threat to the lyrics, and ultimately he defeated TUF with his tough but well-executed vocals.
Vote Placed by Mikal 3 years ago
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Reasons for voting decision: comments
Vote Placed by ShadowKingStudios 3 years ago
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Reasons for voting decision: This wasn't a battle rap debate but rather a rap battle, which is about time someone other than myself has finally elevated the game to. With that, this debate goes to Pro becuz: 1. I'm a chopper rapper & his chopping style ate Con's mellow flow for bkf, lun, & din-din. 2. Pro handled tongue twisters very well for am level, which could've killed him but only elevated his delivery. 3. Pro was far more entertaining, here & there, where--over there; over here--no over there, which made me pay more attention to what the fhuck he had to say. Con was decent & confident, & together, like the Space vs Blade battle, they demonstrate exactly what is "flow". It ain't what liars & cowards try to force you to believe: text. It's vocal delivery. Shorten ya'll bars like in R3, & ya'll will have a more entertaining rematch. This could've been a close match had Con switched up delivery. Becuz unless you're Pac, Biggie, Nas, Big L, it's hard to beat a fiery-tongued, lightning-fast white boy on point.
Vote Placed by bladerunner060 3 years ago
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Reasons for voting decision: Subjective scoring, of course. Both sides did a great job and were fun to watch. That said, I love the speed at which Pro spat out his phat rhymes, and so have to give the win, begrudgingly (because I didn't want to pick either side) to Pro.