Battles wasp vs monclear
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
wasp won this battle!
3 ROUNDS
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Battle on March 22 2025 and Battle on March 24 2025
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Step in the hive, get honeycombed, Monclear, you worker bee, mind your own
- buzzing 'round beef like a moth to flame, now your wings clipped, antennas gone
- You pupa-stage clowns play entomologist, till the bug-zapper turn you to phosphorescent dust
- i larvae laugh at your exoskeleton, one pesticide verse, you exo-skeleton crew
- morale? More like moral decay, Kendrick cosplay with zero soul to pay
- you To Pimp a Butterfly, but your caterpillar ain’t ever metamorphosed
- playin' God complex, till the plague drop now you Job with no response
- XZ? More like X-tra Zero, hypocrite spittin' lyricist with amnesia flow
- You mirror-faced, reflection lie, two-faced but your pen game got diarrhea though
- insecticide, fumigate the fake, exterminate the weak
- a colony collapse, when the DOOM rhyme acid leak
- you ants marchin', till the sole of my boot meet cephalothorax
- now arachnid the truth, web-slingers get stomped flat
- monclear, roach motel resident, check in, but you don’t check out
- your mandibles chatter, but the queen done doused the nest in self-doubt
- you dung beetle, pushin' other mans scraps, thinkin' you Hercules in bugged-out traps
- Morale, praying mantis posin' like divine, but your scripture full of typos
- you Psalm 23, till the valley got you sheep-dipped in lyrical chloroform
- XZ, housefly in the soup of his own logic, buzzin' 'bout complex when he simplistic
- you ouroboros, eatin' your own tail, claim lyricism but your punchlines got jaundice
- you chrysalis clowns, never butterflies, just maggots in human disguise
- i entomology y'all, species weak, genus trash, phylum deceased
- 3000 bars, like locusts darkenin' the skyline
- y’all grasshoppers, turned grass-stains under my Nike
- DOOM postmortem, y'all autopsy the flow, still cant ID the lyrical corpse though
- monclear, termite in the foundation, now the whole structure caved in
- morale, firefly with no light just smoke where your spirit been
- XZ, fruit fly in the wine, fermented in your own lies
- nsecticide, no survivors, just exoskeletons in poem graves
- y'all arthropod rappers, now part of the food chain I own, slave
- DOOM level, rest in peace, but the villainy still pesticides y'all legacy
- monclear, termite king with hollow crown, chewin' on beef you aint swallow down
- you infest the scene, but the Orkin man came with bars that exterminate towns
- you worker ant, till the queen decapitate the colony sound
- morale, butterfly knife with dull edge, fluttering like you monarch but you moth instead
- you cocoon your lies, silk over rot, metamorph into nothing when the heat drop
- XZ, house centipede, hundred legs but nowhere to run
- you scurry from light, hypocrite sun, your shadow longer than your weak punchline stun
- fumigate flows, DDT in the verse, y'all resistant? nah, worse
- monclear, earwig in the convo, pincers weak now you flattened on the concrete of disrespect
- morale, praying mantis with no faith, arms folded like you holy but you fake
- you Psalm 151, apocrypha bars, God aint answerin' your weak ass calls
- XZ, silverfish in the book of rap, eating glue 'cause you can’t stick to facts
- you highlight your own trash, glow in the dark weak, bioluminescent lack
- monclear, roach in the microwave, pop goes the weasel when the heat engage
- Morale, dragonfly with no fire, hover too long, now you stuck in the pyre
- XZ, bedbug in the mattress of hiphop, squashed when the real wake up
- monclear, fire ant with no flame, hill you built? a grave
- morale, cicada shell, hollow echo, no soul left to swell
- XZ, mayfly life, 24-hour hype then the toilet flush your type
DEFENDER'S RAP
- droppin' out the battle
- squabble up, box, scrap, this no rattle cradle rap
- stab ya '5 times, spinal cord, paralyzed
- steppin' out the shadows, time to face the facts
- your albums dropped, but they ain't makin' impacts
- six attempts, all missin' the mark
- your discographys a journey through the dark
- preachin' bout the streets, but you ain't from the block
- your tales are fairy tales, just tickin' the clock.
- claimin' to be kings, but your crown's made of rust
- hypocrisy drips, in your words we can't trust
- talk a big game but your lyrics can't chant,
- spinnin' wheels, but you ain't goin far, can't
- your journeys a circle, stuck in the car
- Im the GPS, takin' it to the stars
- albums flop harder than a fish outta sea
- critics laugh louder than your wannabe
- puppet on strings, controlled by the fame
- forgettin' your roots, forgettin' the name
- you claim to be rebels, but you're just conformists
- preachin bout freedom, but you're the warmists
- your lyrics lack substance, just empty chatter
- while my bars cut deep makin' your ego shatter
- you rode the wave, now your sinkin' the ship
- albums flop harder than a sinking grip
- your legacy tarnished just a faded dream
- while I'm buildin' up, you just a facade scheme
- you talk the talk, but can't walk the line
- your rhymes are weak, can't stand the test of time
- while I ascend you fade to black
- hey wasp, it's time to face the facts