BUILDING BLUEPRINT
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Compilation of Rap Battle Verses
- You ain't even in my line of vision,
- this pigeon thinks he's worth a listen,
- my rhythm ain't sending you to prison,
- nor will it put you in the Christian fiction,
- I'll send you to the kitchen with the women.
- I didn't give you permission to audition,
- but here's a ribbon for your opinion.
- I've risen, lit up the ignition, haven't even written.
- You don't realize your position,
- Millions of ammunition destroying the mic like nuclear fission.
- Bitch I'm limited edition,
- The very definition,
- of the perfect opposition,
- getting recognition,
- in the dictionary TRADE EDITIONS.
- This faggot still continuing,
- His top 5 has Hotline Bling.
- This fuckin' dude would reject a suing,
- if he was raped and felt a connection brewing.
- I'll backstab you like Robert Dewey.
- You'd be clueless if a chick named Lucy,
- were flaunting her booty and said DO ME.
- The dude would claim she had cooties.
- His mind's a total fucking catastrophe.
- Couldn't survive in Juvee,
- throw him a sweater and he'll be able to sew these.
- I'm the fuckin' devil,
- don't need a pencil,
- 'cuz I can kill you with an instrumental.
- You tremble like a kettle,
- when you realize you ain't special,
- 'cuz I'm above you by several levels.
- This momentum's essential,
- so here's an incentive 'fore you go temperamental.
- I'll be gentle and won't be judgmental.
- Turn mental, I'll fuck you up ventrally like I was Gregor Mendel.
- My credentials ain't confidential,
- I'm as influential as the Bay of BENGAL.
- This boy thinks he can handle me, please,
- your name's probably Kendall.
- Those are the fundamentals,
- 'fore I fire straight in yo' goddamn temple.
- Disrespectful bitch, feelin' resentful,
- in this uneventful battle where he didn't assemble,
- his group of fuckin' Florence fennel rebels.
- My strong suit was always vocabulary,
- you thought this was some half assed Hail Mary?
- I'll share some commentary,
- you couldn't be arbitrarily drafted,
- into the military on Labor Day.
- I'm a legendary mercenary,
- who caught you unwary,
- shot you in a capillary in the beginning of January,
- and dumped your remains in a nearby estuary.
- Your lack of literacy skills must be hereditary.
- Fuckin' hang your obituary,
- right outside this public library,
- temporarily 'fore it gets replaced,
- with a culinary arts mulberry next February.
- Or the usual Huckleberry Finn or Tom and Jerry.
- You out here concentrating to sell lemonade,
- I'm always in the fast lane with my valet on sick days.
- I'm here to motivate and maintain these estates,
- like it was the campaign of the decade.
- It ain't a fuckin' debate,
- I don't gotta exclaim you're a fuckin' disgrace,
- an insane mistake, a fuckin' delayed castaway,
- to exaggerate is somethin' I have to restrain.
- So let me paraphrase,
- against me it's Doomsday,
- can't behave with a roommate on Christmas Day,
- always in melee,
- swordplay any time of the day.
- Rhymes in exponential decay,
- like the situation in Uruguay,
- mine just lit up the Milky Way,
- your heresy causes tooth decay,
- merely ricochets at your dismay while being led astray.
- You come off fuckin' short like a Gamma Ray.
- Your usage with syllables is fuckin' miserable,
- how you made your Google account is a goddamn miracle.
- The unlyrical, typical Aboriginal,
- kept his fire predictable like a fuckin' imbecile.
- Your lines must be biblical,
- 'cuz this shit is all fictional,
- Dropping pivotal principles,
- you invisible to the syllabus.
- I'm the fucking reciprocal to this criminal,
- ending up in the hospital is only traditional.
- This is pivotal, faggotry ain't permissable,
- Your bars ain't fixable, shame they're only provisional.
- Using gorilla names for rhymes,
- must be fuckin' desperate,
- You're not here to embarass,
- just a template for the helpless,
- did you think you were impressive,
- is my patience tested?
- I'm fuckin' aggressive,
- you're merely a beta temperate.
- Boy's a fuckin' riot,
- you ain't a rap god, you a pirate,
- with a fucking pussy for privates.
- Maybe it's the climate,
- or it could be I'm psychic,
- But quiet, the tyrant hears sirens,
- pilots in cop hybrids,
- failure's as vibrant as a fire hydrant,
- comin' to exterminate this virus,
- gone viral like a free spirit migrant,
- like you stole an item in KARATS.
- You know that ain't the highest merit,
- I don't gotta put it to pyrus for your irises,
- it's a shame I'm quitting this diet,
- 'cuz I gotta consume this final meal as a LION.
- Comin' at you with multi syllables,
- you ain't even able to sue a hoe.
- Why you acting like your simple rhymes are so brutal though?
- Your raps overrated like commercials during the Super Bowl.
- Getting false rep boosting your ego like usual.
- Mama looked you in the face while you was still in the cubicle.
- And refused to call your removable ass beautiful.
- So juvenile, my bars are musical, yours ain't even usable.
- Mine are the type of shit you would put in a studio,
- yours are for Kidz Bop two year olds.
- My flows confuse you like Roman Numerals.
- Yours are inexcusably chewable.
- You're delusional if you think you stand a chance,
- on any latitudinal or longitudinal value viewable.
- I'll throw you into the fuckin' pharmaceutical,
- branch prescribing you with hella Difusinal.
- I'll behead you like that nigga Epic.
- There wouldn't be an energetic skeptic.
- Turn you to a paraplegic relic.
- A fuckin' decrepit epileptic.
- Prophetic, your ego's a pandemic.
- Ain't sympathetic, no anesthetic.
- Searching your wording for bars like a nigga forcing me to read cursive.
- You're lurking, jerking, I'm learning you were in herding less than the average person.
- Stain the curtains, I'm purging and burning you vermin markin' ya'll with urine.
- Ablaze, churning and bursting with you merging with this ashes serving.
- 'Bout as observant as handing a pound sterlin' to Arthurian Merlin.
- Squirming with hurting like Brazil against the Germans.
- You're determined, I'll leave you sparling,
- the cops alerting,
- the situation you got yourself into, concerning.
- Your victory's out of sight, shit's as clear as black and white.
- This is a bullfight, hitting you with speeds faster than light.
- Every ligament being hit with sticks of dynamite.
- I'll smack yo' ass with the force of a fucking meteorite.
- Causes you to ignite like a parasite got hit with a flashlight.
- I know I'm leaving you awestruck dawg,
- but put down that fuckin' purse and converse with me,
- before I make this worse for the whole universe.
- Sit the fuck down and plea,
- might as well fetch me an iced tea while turning you,
- into an amputee with this fucking machete.
- You the nominee?
- Boy, you spit like a child that wasn't cradled.
- Should've known coming into this was fatal.
- Evident, furthering your existence as an impediment.
- Negligent to provide the evidence you were relevant.
- By my estimates it's evident you'll lose 6 ligaments.
- Don't think I ain't hesitant to lose sentiment,
- and take you to Methodist as a resident.
- You'll be in a predicament worse than the Federalist in Arrested Development.
- Practice the regiment, show some etiquette,
- be the delicate celibate with a detriment,
- to the settlement in the Old Testament.
- Have you hit you with a sedative, so fuckin' petulant.
- And excuse my prejudice,
- I must be a pessimist to emigrants,
- who want to benefit at a definite deficit.
- You underestimate the pre requisites and intelligence,
- to battle an Egyptian American perfectionist,
- with the memory of an elephant born and raised in Connecticut.
- This feminine pedestrian named Benjamin,
- from Lebanon thinks he's a genuine specimen,
- with his estrogen levels rising with his adrenaline.
- This Bedouin gentleman,
- boutta shatter your exoskeleton,
- with ten megatons,
- after these messages with one TESTICLE.
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