Battle Rap 12
 

“I eat, eat, eat, eat, mc’s” - you’re just a herbivore.
I treat rhyming like a fervent cause,
Possess more power than a multipurpose core with a surge strong enough burn the cords connected to your circuit board.
Bringing you these words galore. My literary terms enthrall,
As classic as a work of lore describing epic journeys and otherworldly wars.
My skill level builds - urban sprawl.
Your skill level is no more - curtain call.
Defeating you is such a tiresome burden, an unworthy chore,
I’d rather leave your verse ignored, but let’s first explore the way you leave observers appalled.
You nervously stall as all your false assertions fall,
While I prosecute opponents – Attorney-at-law when I serve the court.
I make it seem easy but the degree of difficulty is absurdly tall and the margin for error is inversely small -
The Hungarian, French and Japanese judges all gave me a perfect score.
Leave your jaw on the surface of the curb on the floor.
Furthermore, my superior material is delivered in sidereal time,
I redefine my design then redesign paradigms. You’re merely decent with rhymes, you can’t keep up with mine.
Your half-hearted attempt will be your demise.
Battling me will make your life insurance premium rise -
Consent to dangerous terms is reasonably implied by the nature of the words within each of my lines.
You’re defeated. Resign. Exit with some dignity left, or continue to battle and get ripped into shreds,
I’m skilfully deft, consistently the best and brilliantly blessed, the top 1% on every single ability test.
Hit twice with the right then switch to the left, you’re a bitch and chivalry’s dead.
Your inefficient attempt at an imminent threat was quickly addressed.
A statement stating you’re good can be simply expressed as a statement that just isn’t correct.
My given intent is to destroy aspiring rivals,
Your style is hardly vital - mine is archetypal with an archive titled: “GOD’S ARRIVAL.”
My lines are like a karmic cycle – repetitive yet differently formed. Make you tremble and pause.
If you threaten me harm you’re getting disarmed by the president’s guard.
I’ll pressure your squad until it’s only one on one like a penalty shot.
I let my weapon discharge before a second has gone. You’ll get severed apart before you can even attempt to respond.
And when you arrive in hell you can send my regards.
I’m exceptionally calm, my presence is large and causes hectic alarm.
A chemical professional with no ethical qualms.
You don’t understand where you went wrong.
Did it ever occur that I’m simply better with words? Destroy your pathetic façade.
The punches you throw feel like a gentle massage.
Objectively, I’m as authoritative as case filled with precedent, facing me is willfully negligent -
Someone else said you’re the best? That’s inadmissible evidence.
You question my temperament? I’m a written perfectionist, an artificial intelligence performing skilful experiments.
My style is vicious and eloquent with a singular emphasis on simple aggressiveness.
Challenging me? You’ll need rehabilitation specialists like physiotherapists.
Your position is tenuous. It resembles drinking while pregnant the way I kill your development.
What I deliver is effortless. What you delivers’ irrelevant.
I make you do a spit take. Battling me? You’ll find that it’s mistake.
My food for thought is twice your daily dietary intake -
My style’s a five course meal, your style resembles vegetable soup.
You against me is like sending recruits against professional troops.
I’m better than you. Every time we battle you’re predestined to lose stuck in a repetitive loop.
If you claim you’re superior you’re not telling the truth.

ohmyFUCK!

this was better than the last one, and that one was SICK.
seriously soooooo many quotables that theres no point picking them out. pretty much every line i was like OHH shit!!!

the flow is awesome and the content even better. non stop sick punches galore. outstanding. VERY impressive. i remember not liking u at first on the old nc's cause u would just post open mics and the number of them "battle rap 6" was the amount of posts (6)u had lol. i was like fuck u for not feeding and never read shit. then one day i read one and was like hollllly fuck, then i went back and read the next 1-12 or whatever it was in a row, start to finish and havent stopped reading and loving these ever since, hahaha

Your skills are Impressive, Consistent enough to keep readers interested. What I don't understand is why you have so many losses in your record. Better than the last indeed, you are an inspiration to many.

this is cool man, i like when you use quotes for emphasis on things. dope!

some sick stuff was tossed around in this one. nice one zy

“I eat, eat, eat, eat, mc’s” - you’re just a herbivore.
I treat rhyming like a fervent cause,
Possess more power than a multipurpose core with a surge strong enough *to* burn the cords connected to your circuit board.

^^Niceness.

I make it seem easy but the degree of difficulty is absurdly tall and the margin for error is inversely small -
The Hungarian, French and Japanese judges all gave me a perfect score.

^^Lol...Dope.

I’ll pressure your squad until it’s only one on one like a penalty shot.
I let my weapon discharge before a second has gone. You’ll get severed apart before you can even attempt to respond.
And when you arrive in hell you can send my regards.
I’m exceptionally calm, my presence is large and causes hectic alarm.
A chemical professional with no ethical qualms.
You don’t understand where you went wrong.
Did it ever occur that I’m simply better with words? Destroy your pathetic façade.
The punches you throw feel like a gentle massage.

^^Raw.

Could quote alot but those I liked most.

I've peeped a few of these, don't think I got at the last one...but this is tight.Your flow is surprisingly slick with it given the fact your lines are pretty lengthy...I've no problem with stretched lines in text especially when readin' them shit's all butter like, which is the case here...your meta's & wordplay mixed with humorous content makes this another sick piece to add to your ever growin' catalog of flames Zyg.

Stay uppity.

This was my favorite from all the "battle rap (number)" verses I read - only one I've felt compelled to respond to. Rhyming was on point and added a lot to the sense of swagger. Content wise there was a lot of "ha!" moments - I'll quote below. You should consider throwing your hat in the ring for swag and flow battling - think you'd do well. Very minor things for me to critisice - I didn't like the placement of "you question my temperament?" so close to "someone else said you're the best?" - two unrelated question-led lines so close together... and the use of two separate law-based punchline sections was unappealing - may have been better if it was all together as a continuing theme for part of the verse, rather than something you circled back to. As I said though, these are minor flaws. Overall this was really, really good.

Best lines:


Possess more power than a multipurpose core with a surge strong enough burn the cords connected to your circuit board.
The Hungarian, French and Japanese judges all gave me a perfect score.

Battling me will make your life insurance premium rise -
Consent to dangerous terms is reasonably implied

I’m skilfully deft, consistently the best and brilliantly blessed, the top 1% on every single ability test.
Hit twice with the right then switch to the left, you’re a bitch and chivalry’s dead. (LMAO! Best line)
A statement stating you’re good can be simply expressed as a statement that just isn’t correct.

Your style is hardly vital - mine is archetypal with an archive titled: “GOD’S ARRIVAL.”

I’ll pressure your squad until it’s only one on one like a penalty shot.
The punches you throw feel like a gentle massage.


My style is vicious and eloquent with a singular emphasis on simple aggressiveness.
Your position is tenuous. It resembles drinking while pregnant the way I kill your development.


My food for thought is twice your daily dietary intake -



Thanks for the read!

Impressive technology of wording.

The opening was an example, the metaphors were of antiquity. Needs ground breaking concepts to be worthy of your word technology.