Battles Maverick vs GK-TRILL
RULES
Written Battle Bars | No Beat | Good Luck
Max of 50 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Maverick won this battle!
16 ROUNDS
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Trill got opps so that heat he be packin', in The Sunshine State can't tell which beams got him tannin'
- 'Cause Trill said he was fearful of rappin', but his excuse? Leery of gettin' capped in the street by antagonists over some lyrics they were catchin'
- Damn isn't he such a G, I mean the G acronym'd in LGBT, a faggot
- And I don't mean to be crass when, I'm on their team, an ally just revealing this man said he wanted me to eat his ass, his cheeks to be snacked on
- Even DeSantis was reading his raps and quickly became eager to ban 'em;
- When he especially wrote these:
- "Telling the judge how they stretched ya homie. Texture of bologna" – PAUSE!!
- "Mav is the only one that can beat me" – PAUSE!!
- But I bet you read his verse like, probably thinking he's onto something
- I read his verse like, this dude is on something
- Aside from doing a pose on my dick, 'cause he meat rides;
- Trill got his nose to the bricks, like how he ends up in his street fights.
- No wordplay performin' in tricks,
- Like a shovel how snow the only thing he going to flip, for a "good price,"
- But you just doing what yo' scammer hoe is, even with the grass ya mowin'
- Buyers try to go the high-way with you, 'cause you said you traffic cones when,
- You're the one circumventin', like a bug exterminator 'cause you stay trappin' roaches.
- Can't afford a service van to foam it so it's makeshift boobies like ya girl usin' napkins and paddin' for her rack upholsterin'
- Packin' clothin', like when she leaves you abandoned at ya pad like the pen you wrote with.
- Which adds up notin', from 2 of your raps I'm quotin': "Nowadays, can’t speak to girls without payment" – That's why your dick is dry
- 'Cause... "I tried to work for two weeks, it's actually wack" – Talk about expensive dimes...
- And I don't just mean the way you write, when I say you have a really weird type
- See, bitch boy bachelor, I could single-out the sillies by doing mono's and no multi's,
- That's only to demonstrate that even drawing a basic template, I'll still out-line.
- 'Cause what in the entire fuck do I need to prove to someone I already bodied FIFTEEN TIMES?
- He ain't gon' reciprocate, the way I orchestrate, in operatin' the intri-cates
- He doesn't even create an information database, on who he'll face, yet will still proclaim, that all he does is "obliterate"
- A forensics intern that can't identify where a BODY is 'cause he's clueless on how to investigate.
- I never made an observate', seeing ya bars connect on any oppozish',
- Lobbin' fists so monstrous that hardly knick, on some David and Goliath shit
- 'Cause you're not punny you're PUNY with your ungodlike presence being the only thing you're trivializing me with
- Talk like ya Him, top of the best, "writers" here when, does not even check, for typos to get, refined along with,
- A comma put in, capitalize or ellips'... They'll follow the text, the way it's styled/expressed
- Not realizing that if, scrawling it messes parts of context, and the desired intent is probably missed...
- But to preposterously suggest that it even had a desired intent... (It's recycled dogshit.)
- Like what's an overused jab, when goin' at Mav? Say my verboseness is grand'iloquent, but I've HONED my vocab – The same category he lacks
- And, he said som' that he knows is inacc'urate, that it takes a month for me to compose an attack...
- Well, if we're throwing pedan'tics, then how come it took you over 4 years to slowly advance?
- Besides, between round 10 and 11 was an overnight span (not to mention BOTH you got smacked)
- Where I went from showcasing mast'ery in neatly woven wisecracks, THEN... to plainspoken rhyme-patt'erns, 'cause even my straightforwardness lands.
- Now what's a GOAT within stand'ards? Being able to get into a whole different bag, man, I don't see YOU switching approaches like THAT.
- My catalog's a gold compilation,
- Only things you switch between are subjects, tryna' avoid confrontation
- What I sow thrive's in greatness, the component's a common phrasin'
- Blood, sweat and tears; Sweat in overtime with patience, and full concentration
- Tears to pull on heart-strangs with, a story you all relate with
- But you are not bleating like me, to even be in the goat conversation.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Bro you might as well, run along like your sentences, cause there’s really no need for you to be so pretentious
- I’ll never concede, I just look at your past winnings, with the Atlas Shrugged like nothing more than Macklemore taking home the Grammy over Kendrick
- Oh and just to let you know, I’ve only ever complimented just to weaken your defenses
- If you think that im a fan of yours, then im Mark David Chapman and your ending will be like John Lennon
- You think you’re the Don, but your life’s in its dawn, every Hero eventually becomes the Villain
- Cause Tonight I’m turning your followers into Julius Cesar’s Senate.
- It’s like your standing in Hiroshima and the Nuclear Bomb drop is imminent
- I’m gonna leave your shadow on the cement with missing teeth and fingerprints
- Now Fuck Poetry, Real Rap is my only option, I’m only in this, to Rush to your death like Stockton
- The pressure from my pen will implode his body, there will be no need for a coffin
- I’ll break you like I did to Rappads algorithm, I’ll be number 1 even with twenty more losses.
- It’s easy to beat these Devils, just give me a Bible and like twenty sharpened crosses.
- Now everybody knows that Your name is lame and average, you don’t have fame and ain’t known to the masses
- Leave the acting to Tom Cruise, you lack action for battles, your just a good dude. But I’m the Top Gun
- And for that, I’ll wait until your mom brings a suit and ya good shoes, before I bury you.
- Any song that we was on together, anybody will tell you, that I carried you.
- I picked the beats like a farmer, I wrote the hooks and picked how the artwork looks
- All you did was try to not sound like a book. It’s mostly a word salad if you really take a look
- And I’m supposed to be shook? Never, I’ll hit you in the mouth and leave blood streaming like a Lil Wayne podcast
- Before I attempt to read your shit, I rather sit and watch an hour glass. Plus Ya flowers left in the grass.
- You’ve gotten a pass like barabbas in the past, this time the god king is snatching off the iron mask
- I’ll burn ya body in a pile next to the American Flag, your rap style is like Drag Queen story time
- You drag out stories, just to end it with a gay ass punchline, while I’m serving you dope, that when you overdose,I’m getting charged with Drug crimes
- This is what happens when yall let the scribe join the frontline, nigga writing fairy tale lines not paying attention and done stepped on one of my land mines
- Your Trans mind is proficient at pronouns, your Posse is full of Insane Clowns, my dawgs come up from Indian burials mounds
- This nigga is just an Archaeologist performing over delicate work on a Dead Site I’ll put ya head on ice after you crash out like Left Eye
- Can you Imagine if this nigga tried to spit that bullshit against me in BedStuy. It’ll be a white guy leaving with a Black Eye. I bet if you searched ya house long enough you can find a crack pipe
- Your the type of dude like Adam22 that’ll fall in love with Lena the Plug, a scrub who’ll try to attack me being a thug. Your sword used to be the sharpest now it’s just a hack, them names flips and song titles
- Have become predictable and wack, I’m here to shut that shit down like a PlayStation giveaway by Kai Cenat I think I heard a Tap, or was that your heart pounding on the Mat?
- I got Bragi on the way to Valhalla screaming like a Valkyrie, I addressed everything now address me as your majesty before you end up like Martin on that balcony. I’m whipping up bad alchemy
- Who wants the Corpse of a Norse God that I got rigged to the back of a Horse, his face has the stamp of my Black Air Force.
- There’s no more air I’m cutting off ya source, your lines been breached there’s nothing to reinforce
- You’re X’d out like Twitter, I got an eagle picking at my liver from the fire that I deliver
- I walk amongst the greats like Terrance Crawford you just had to deal with having a terrible father
- I just left ya Top clear like a Pringles lid, you remind me of The Bill Clinton kid. I got a gun so big!
- That’ll it’ll remove gravity from the head of Mavy the author of a perfectly edited fallacy, You tried Russian to war like Putin until you realized I’m not moving like Zelensky so let’s make history!