Battles  JuicyJobaJaba vs The_115

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JuicyJobaJaba won this battle!

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Battle on July 23 2023

CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • My rhymes are versatile and wild, like berry flavored skittles
  • These rappers speak yippie ki yay, yippie ki yo (io) like a buch of scribbles
  • Drops of sweat fall everywhere when I move the ball in small dribbles
  • Forcing opposers to go to war with me, cause they can’t act civil
  • This ain’t a diss track, but it’s straight belligerent
  • The way rappers think their tracks contain cool substances and aren’t even refrigerant
  • I’m goin’ easy on em’, I consider myself considerate
  • But my pen game’s still the sickest, not talkin’ “ill”literate
  • Plaguing strains of phrases in their brains till’ they contract influenza
  • I knew my accomplishments would stand for something even before the day I got inducted into Mensa
  • Nursin’ words as soon as they’re written is how you know I’m no “pre”tender
  • But those less successful wanna diss and bend themselves out of shape like a fender
  • I’ve been told my flows are ancient, but that’s code for symbolic, like the Egyptian Sphinx
  • Makin’ connections like an icy cold snow leopard, I don’t gotta wear Cuban links (lynx)
  • Like other rappers wear to hide the life they made runnin’ from precincts
  • They appear to be livin’ until life comes full circle and hits em’ like a poké ball, Jinx!
  • Autumn is falling upon us, like a Jack-o-lantern on the Headless Horseman
  • For Halloween I’ll dress up as a viking like my high school mascot, a temporary Norseman
  • If you wanna put your two sense in and say I got none, you’re highly mistaken
  • There’s four pennies in my pocket, which means I got four, I’m bringin’ in the bacon

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Light-it up, smoke it all, welcoming little-by-little the gray black-death among your last-breath-bed, prayin and daring you lightin an other cause I'm dying to see you die-in.
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  • I'd stick to your lungs until I'd sprung-out the life out your lungs because if you ever tried me you'll never get retired of me. (why are-you dissing your only living body? Why aren't you listening me?)
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  • Making it like a chain&ball to breath and live, wrecking your body like a canonball.
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  • Coloring blackening keeping losing everything until you dancing on a string, hanging your throat with mucus and secretions, choking your vitality away cause I know you're needing me even if you never did needed me. (hahahaha!!!!)

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