Battles KO-Doomzday vs Tewsly
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Max of 63 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Tewsly won this battle!
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- //Intro//
- Nah bruh hop off em's meat where tf were u in 2002?? 🤣🤣
- Nah bruh this funny ah
- //Verse//
- So let me pinpoint how to make a mixtape
- Tryna hop on Em's meat 'cause you wanna know how his lips taste
- Don't even rhyme, how you gon' call yourself a god
- You like The Heart Part 6, you could've went instead of Auto
- People might shed a tear, not saying I wouldn't have before
- But now you're ruining your own career, not gonna explain to you rappin' lore
- 'Cause your profile is a picture of Silk Sonic, think you Smokin' Out The Window
- Too many lyrics you say? Too many disses
- You gettin' lucky with your warnings, know that Imma win this
- You gon' lose any business you got by your witness
- You ain't even rhyme you have the nerve to say you beginnin'
- Stop warning me, I want the battle Tewsly
- Mumbling mouth? That's when the X Factor sue me
- You ain't got nothin' on me, I'm a rapper, Tewsly
- Tryna draw Mav in? You think he you friend?
- We closer than you is, better think again
- You locked in at all sides, X Factor can't beat me
- Even if they all go against me, know KillersNoMercy use Chat GPT
- The fans turn on you the second you say you gon' defeat me
- 'Cause unlike you, I actually rhyme and relay 'em all on TV
- Ain't no mumblin' here, get Em's meat out yo mouth and respect rap
- Or else you ain't even a rapper, that's one check blacked
- Out on the list, of subliminal diss, throwin' a fit, your legs wrapped
- While I brutally lyrically seriously usin' these, destroy you
- You should be lyrically strapped after I deploy you
- Ain't need no blueprints to prove that I'm king
- Bloodbxth said it first, I know you ain't nothing
- Dismantle your whole career, but the "Dis" in it
- No "i" in Dos, so I'll put a diss in it
- Think I'mma need the chore if I'mma beat you in choruses
- The surface level don't even support you, while I'm pouring this
- You ain't even made an original rap in a long time
- Just diss, feature, production make your songs rhyme
- But they ain't actually, so let's uncover this secret
- How it took so long for you to even get frequent
- You "Dead Wrong" if you think you can see this
- Psst, I know he got two mouths, first for all his yappin'
- And two, 'cause you meatride two people, me and Eminem and maybe now Track King
- Ain't tryna namedrop, but Tewsly, you ain't even rappin'
- K-Glock and KNM the same person, why you runnin' laps and
- Who is John Anthony, a walkin' spy for me
- Seriously, I ain't know who he is, why you hidin' beats
- Stop lyin' and actually come to the surface, why you lie 'bout me
- Why can you not address something head-on, you gotta face it "face-first!"
- Only reason you made K.O. Part 2 was just to waste a verse
- Yeah, it's rebuttal, except I'm the one who laid it first
- Going on your own "beats" like it's haywire
- Stick to producin', then you'd make straight fire
- Had to stick to ChatGPT, 'cause he ain't have no dignity
- Have some pride in yourself before askin' for history
- Know I make this rhyme a lot, but how can you just make two lines and stop
- 'Cause twenty of those from your diss were by Eminem
- Better surround your mind and disses with a ten-by-ten
- Everybody against you, Symbiote is debatin'
- CSL, Bloodbxth, me and is you still in a daydream
- Better watch your mouth on how you diss us two
- Here's a copied line for good measure
- Don't tell no lie 'bout me, I won't tell no truth 'bout you
DEFENDER'S RAP
- R.I.P, K.O he was a real nigga, he sends some diss track and now look, he's in love with me
- I spit lyrical fire, straight gasoline, bitch you can't handle my intensity
- I'll hurt you so bad, your ego will deflate, like a popped balloon
- Busta Rhymes speed, Eminem flow, ain't no way in hell you can run from this rap typhoon
- You tried to step to me, now you're drowning in defeat, like a ship in a storm
- I run this rap game, you're just a lowly p-p-pawn
- You think you got bars, but your rhymes are weak, like a delicate thread
- I'll slice you up like a piece of bread, leave you lying there, bleeding red
- You can't touch my skill, I'm in a league of my own, far beyond your reach
- I'm spitting fire, while you're just blowing smoke, you ain't got no speech
- I'm the MVP of this rap battle, you're just a benchwarmer
- I'll crush you so hard, you'll wish you could rewind, like a broken transformer
- So listen up, K.O, I'm the rap monster, you're just a puny ant
- I'll decimate your ego, leave you shattered and scant
- You thought you could come for me, but now you're bowing down, paying respect
- I'm the rap god, you're just a peasant, I'll leave you wrecked
- Now who's next on the mumbling list? Bloodbxth? I just see you f-f-fumblin' the lead.
- Stutterin' flow got you trippin', y'all ain't ready for my ruthless creed.
- I'm spittin' fire with every verse, burnin' tracks like gas and heat,
- I'm the Alpha and Omega of this rap game, watch me take the fleet.
- You messin' with the wrong lyrical beast, better step back and retreat,
- My words slice through your weak lines like a sharp machete.
- Bloodbxth, you a novice, it's evident, you can't fuck with my pedigree,
- I dominate the scene with my poetic artillery.
- I make your words stumble and fall like a drunk fiend,
- You ain't even in my league, your lines soundin' like a bad dream.
- I'm the undisputed champ, the rap battle's royal fiend,
- I'll crush your spirit and leave your ego in a thousand streams.
- My flow's so sick, you'll need a goddamn vaccine,
- You mess with me, you mess with the lyrical high beam.
- Bloodbxth, you just a faded dream,
- I'm the rap god, you just a f-f-fumbling meme.
- C-C-Cock a doodle do bitch, wake up to the scene CSL,
- You just got body got lyrical folded, my clip is fully loaded
- I'm the verbal assassin, slicing rhymes with precision, making your stutter game look like a slip.
- Stuttaflow ramped up, got you messy like a tossed salad, every line so effin' solid,
- CSL you soft like putty, my words hit like a bullet, call me a lyrical prophet.
- I'm in my zone, spitting fire like a flamethrower, your weak game got left in the cabin.
- I'll flow so fast, make you wish you had wings, stutterin' and stammering.
- CSL, you a pretender, I'm the real contender, knock you down to the ground.
- You can't hang with the best, I leave you in distress, no coming back once you're drowned.
- I got bars for days, I'm on a lyrical rampage, leaving you crushed like a bitch who doesn't shush.
- Stutter to the rhythm all you want, can't touch this flow, a lyrical madman.
- CSL, you ain't even in my league, your rhymes so basic, you got no speed.
- You better take heed bruh, your lyrical outclassed, and out of touch.
- So watch your back, CSL, when I'm on the attack, my words cut deep like a dagger.
- Now he wants to get quick trigger to anger? Reacting like he got convitced like Trump.
- Stuttaflow unleashed, making you speechless, now watch your story unfold down to smithereens.
- CSL, you just got served, a taste of defeat, face it, you can't compete.
- So why are you here in the first place?
- This may hurt guys, I really don't care
- You can't pay the bills so why come for me?
- To anybody that wants the smoke, bring it fast
- I'll diss anybody, leave 'em in the past
- This may hurt guys, I really don't care
- You can't pay the bills so why come for me?
- Diss chorus to everybody, this may hurt
- Gonna light you up like fireworks, you'll get burnt