Battles  NickShady624 vs wasp

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Battle on April 23 2025

CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • Call yourself a wasp, but your words don't sting
  • You stink, I'll punch you out like Muhammad Ali
  • 'Cause I float like a butterfly, you drop dead like a bee
  • With no stinger, you rapper wannabe
  • You ain't half of a halfway crook's left nut
  • You're a bum, man, where the motherfuckin' guts?
  • I don't give two fucks, kiss my butt
  • You can act like it, but you ain't a thug
  • Keepin' it PG 'cause you're too much of a pussy to curse
  • Man, pack it up, go prepare him a hearse
  • 'Cause I'm killin' this fucktard on the verse
  • Man, put your mic right back in your purse
  • I could go on for motherfuckin' hours
  • You look like the last time you did push-ups, it was daisies and flowers
  • You coward, get devoured, feel my power
  • You're goin' down like the fuckin' Twin Towers
  • All your doubters and your downers, I can see their point
  • If I shit over a beat, it'd sound better than your voice
  • It's your choice, either you could respond back
  • Or you could stay silent and I'll know you're a fag
  • It may sound like I'm mad, but I just wanna prove myself
  • That just so happens to require you getting shelved
  • Won a few battles, but not this one
  • 'Cause when this white boy disses, you're done
  • Why don't you record your shit? Or do you just write?
  • C'mon, put down the pen and grab the mic
  • You little dyke, fuckin' transvestite
  • Am I pissin' you off like R Kelly? Let's fight
  • And you're scared, legit quakin' in ya boots
  • This isn't friendly competition, I wanna feud
  • And I'm crude, aww, you write raps? That's cute
  • Your skills are 60 seconds: they're minute
  • You thinkin' I'm done? I'm only halfway through
  • You better hop off like a fuckin' kangaroo
  • Get bludgeoned upside the head with a digeridoo
  • Thirty-six bars, can you even count that high, dude?
  • Most I've seen you write is two sentences
  • Half your exposure is from you gettin' dissed
  • Nobody wanna collab, you get no messages
  • All bark and no bite, but when I do, it's venomous
  • And we still got a ways to go to the finish line
  • How much? Oh, about fifteen more rhymes
  • And you're lucky I'm even givin' you the time
  • This your prime? Ain't even the beginning of mine
  • Still got twelve more lines to cook you
  • You've bit off a bit more than you could chew
  • It's dinnertime, so eat up, motherfucker
  • Spittin' these bars on your plate of supper
  • But I'm younger, and that gives me the hunger
  • Required to sound off on the mic, louder than thunder
  • I fucked your mother with no rubber
  • Skin smooth as butter, another one of my lovers
  • Got 4 more lines and no time to waste
  • I could do this shit all day
  • All's well that ends well, so I'll say
  • Let's end this with a fuck you and a have a nice day

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • reverse your words, you the halfway crook, more like full time circus act
  • left nut? Bet the right one shriveled from lack of impact
  • where the guts? Probably next to your missing stinger cause that diss was a sting no fear
  • PG? Nah, just Pussy Guidelines for fear of real niggas
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  • grave robber rhymes, digging up 2003 Eminem
  • but Marshall disowned you, Stan wrote a letter disowning you
  • i exorcise fakes, holy water mixed with bleach
  • your careers a haunted house, no ghost, just weak speech
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  • you call yourself Shady? More like "Sunny-D"
  • your punchlines got no pulp, just sugar, weak and bummy
  • "Float like a butterfly"? nah, you flop like a fish
  • ali would disown your bitch-made wishlist diss
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  • "No stinger"? bitch, my venom's neurotoxic
  • you swattin' at air while I’m rewritin’ 'prologics
  • PG? Nah, I just dont waste real curses
  • On fake thugs who cry when their moms read their verses
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  • you mention 9/11 like it’s clever? Tasteless
  • edgelord bars for clout, tragedy aint a punchline, basement-dweller
  • "shit sounds better than your voice" projecting hard,
  • your flows a diaper rash, itchy, raw, no ointment for that art
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  • "fag", "dyke", "transvestite" 2002 called,
  • it wants its weak insults back, homophobia’s played out, pal
  • you want a feud? Step up, but you still scribble in notebooks
  • I can murder mics live, you rehearse in the mirror, choking on your own hooks
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  • call yourself Muhammad? Boy, you float like a lead balloon
  • butterfly wrists,,your punches land like nursery tunes
  • im the wasp? Nah, im the whole damn hive
  • your bars are honey, sweet but meant for kids to consume
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  • you stingless? Agreed, just a buzzing irritant
  • i exterminate rappers who rhyme like adolescents
  • "punch you out"? you swing like Windows 98
  • loading... Error... System failure, rest in obsolete
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  • you shit over beats? Finally something honest
  • your voice is diarrhea, mines the prophet Jonahs
  • record your shit? you sound like a dying fax
  • pen or mic, you lose both ways, facts
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  • r. Kelly pissed? Nah, you just wet yourself
  • quaking in boots? More like soiling the shelf
  • kangaroo hop? You bounce like a nervous pogo
  • i hunt for sport, your just roadkill logo
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  • younger and hungrier"? More like spoiled and spoilin'
  • your "thunder" is a fart in a Starbucks toilet
  • "fucked my mom"? Oedipus wishes he nagged this shame
  • she laughed, said "Boy, you couldn’t spell your own name."
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  • "36 bars" of diarrhea syllables,
  • i flush one line, your whole career disappears
  • "count that high"? Math scares you, I get it
  • numbers hard when your IQs room temperature Celsius

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