Battles  wasp vs monclear

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

wasp won this battle!

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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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • you chrysalis clowns, never butterflies, just maggots in human disguise
  • i entomology y'all, species weak, genus trash, phylum deceased
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • XZ, house centipede, hundred legs but nowhere to run
  • you scurry from light, hypocrite sun, your shadow longer than your weak punchline stun
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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
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  • 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

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