Rematch: Truth_seeker vs. 9spaceking
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after 1 vote the winner is...
9spaceking
| Voting Style: | Open with Elo Restrictions | Point System: | 7 Point | ||
| Started: | 8/7/2014 | Category: | Music | ||
| Updated: | 7 years ago | Status: | Post Voting Period | ||
| Viewed: | 1,301 times | Debate No: | 60139 | ||
Debate Rounds (5)
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Con http://www.debate.org... Your voice sounds gayer than a moaning lesbian with a sex toy Your asian, but ironically, your whiter than the nerdiest white boy Your flow is trash, you sound like a dying bird We can't even comprehend crap, cuz your a terd Your camera quality is trash, everything looks blurred That's because music is something you never heard I'm schoolin' this dude, you haven't even hit puberty Your really a monkey, that's why this is animal cruelty The only reason i'm going easy is cuz you disgraced the family honor Not that it was worth much, cuz right now, your already a complete goner So when you spit next round, your committing suicide, your the Kamikaze Your better off doin' comedy, Bill Cosby or just lookin' as white as insane clown pose So when i drop the bombs, it'll be a repeat of Hiroshima and Nagasaki When your friends ask "who destroyed this form?" I'ma say "not me!" Cuz your flow sucks, you sound like a broken tape recorder Wherever the hell you came from needs a new world order When i watched Menace 2 society, your mom said "Hurry up and buy!" Now i'm repeatin' the same deathly process on you, hurry up and die! Your as light as rice, your style is not nice, your not a Samurai guy  Pro My opponent tries a different take He ain't so bad as a level-one earthquake He's as dumb as he is a jerk --Apparently my disguises work. I hide my real face behind a mask, In my glory do I bask Hidin' a grin and knife right behind your back Blood trickin' along with just one "whack" You're unaware of your demise Unbeknowst to the blindness of your eyes You're getting slowly overcome Your mind is already overrun My virus slowly digests your brain There are no words to describe the pain You lost already, my poor opponent All your verses crashed and are broken |
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Con its cuz you kept looking at your pc like you made alien contact you in real life and your pic online both take in cocaine You boost your ideas sniffin powder then you go insane every time you rap, you're even worse than vanilla ice stop listening to American Music, go spit in your bowl of rice You better off wrapping chicken broth with chopsticks Cuz all you do is get off from watching all them chick flicks Your scared that in this battle, you won't get protection So you'll go to the Debate section n get social connection You are a cartoon character, you look like goofy n snoopy Soft as a marshmallow, can't jump me if you had a groupie I'ma show the world you suck at freestylin n i'm racial profiling Cuz when it comes to Asians, imma be wildin andswinging I'm going soft on you this round, have yet unleashed pain like the mythological dragon you believe in, I'm the new flame Pro My opponent's power is weakenin' His tank of raps is really leakin' He really got nothin' left Can't harm me, I'm too heft You talk of me as a harmless cartoon But it's actually an advantageous boon I'm invincible, can't be harmed in the least Compared to you I'm a massive beast I can increase my size and shape Engulf you all over with tape You can neither talk nor move All your confidence is removed You can't defeat me, the powerful king You'd be K.O.'d in a boxin' ring Give up right now my "friend" I might go easy on you and give a quick end |
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Con Spaceking..what does space mean? Absolutely nothin! I ain't messin' with a person who stressin', i'm your only reality that'll expose you as an illusionary component Explodin' on impact, i be on it as you aren't even my opponent cuz light has no opposite, i'm a potent poet Claimin' that your heart is broken and proven it by the way i'm spoken, you can't rap like this at the moment so perfect your rhymes, findin' n' grindin' til you can find your own flow that will never reach God's perfection You lack creativity that's why you'll never have a passion for lashin' n' crashin' into the lyrical rap profession Like i said, i'm like the alien vs. predator movie, where i'm the death-bringer, the character you fear: executioner You didn't plan out your story to be like this, i'm the being who'll forever haunt you in your dreams, a sick metaphor You cannot compete with the stories that i created to tell of all my glories Bickerin' over belittled small quarries as i'm slicin' you up into categories Your brain dead, your mouth bled as soon as i smashed into you, your blood-red Get this into your brain dead head that you can never spit lyrics that'll cause bloodshed Your existence is full of emptiness n' solitariness just like your premise I'ma chemist that's in precise readiness, steadiness n' bring your bio-demise Pro Seeker's raps can't even be read out loud Does he do this on purpose, is he proud? Regardless of his thoughts, he stinks quite rotten I don't think his lack of effort is boughten He talks about blood like a cool vamp In reality he's a flea-bag tramp Beggin' for money on the streets Terrible trash and garbage he eats He got no weapons to beat me For I am the undead, you see I rise up and call my army of zombies You're totally surrounded, can't even flee Better go hide under the bed Otherwise I'll have your head Looks like I win this like last time I still got much better rhymes |
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Con that's you when you lost to blade cuz there wasn't a punch you gave how are you going to call zombies, if the zombies you? this battle and your picture testify, so we know it's true you are so asian,you polish your bong, disinfect your thong from Hong Kong you are so white,it'll look like that video, "partying white girls gone wrong " Boughton? your vocabulary sucks, it's from the gutter you need to go outside and go to the library not mutter stop living in an abandoned house take off the shutter you're a dodo, so open up your wings and flutter zombies does not rhyme with flea you need a drug test when you pee you already died in my killing spree let me quote this guy's words to show how wack he is: "oh looks like I win this like last time I still got much better rhymes " better Rhymes?! You never rhymed! rapping for you should be a crime! Pro My opponent gives his last breath It smells like he ate a lot of meth He slashes blindly in the air He didn't cut so much as a hair He got no money left in the bank His rap must be of such a low rank He burns himself up with his poor insults I laugh and grin, that's how I exult This dude was dead in round one He was shot by so many of my guns Fell for every trick in the book He's like a pawn and I'm like a rook Rushin' forward and kickin' him out Look at his face--is that a pout? No, it is the frown of defeat He knows I already have him beat |
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1 votes has been placed for this debate.
Vote Placed by Anonymous 7 years ago
| Truth_seeker | 9spaceking | Tied | ||
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| Agreed with after the debate: | - | - | | 0 points |
| Who had better conduct: | - | | - | 1 point |
| Had better spelling and grammar: | - | | - | 1 point |
| Made more convincing arguments: | - | | - | 3 points |
| Used the most reliable sources: | - | - | | 2 points |
| Total points awarded: | 0 | 5 |
Reasons for voting decision: Conduct to PRO because PRO's lyrical rhythm was more in keeping with the rap style than was his opponent. Spelling and grammar to PRO because in the making of this he didn't butcher the english language. Arguments to PRO because he was generally better.
On a side note, do you mind if I use that epic acceptance picture in the future, 9spaceking?