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Best rap. Just rap about anything, feelings, drugs, emotions. Flow, meaning, and rhymes win. NO DISSING.
Inner thoughts and such.
All this shit blows me away, working, trying, but when I say something, they tell me to shut up.
Yeah you know sometimes I wonder if God even gave a damn when he created us.
Then why do I feel like life’s bullying me, it’s like a menace,
Rappers be talking shit about themselves like “You know what’s 13 inches?” My penis.
I feel like I’m on a mission, tryna spread vibes, spread awareness.
Well I feel if I’ve never even lived it, cause everyone I meet they calling other people a dunce.
Why has there gotta be so much hate? It hits everyone like a hunt,
People shooting themselves these days, what’s even the purpose of guns?
Disagree, it feels like everything is terrible, outdated.
If life was a ball, mine would be deflated,
If life was colorful, mine would be dark and faded.
Maybe that’s true, but to me, I would throw that phrase into a trashcan
It feels like everywhere I go to, I automatically get banned,
Even if you learn shit, you’re still a human man.
I know I’m living a better life, but sometimes I just feel confused,
Every inspirational thing to me just seems loose,
Reality feels like you’re clinging on to a cliff,
But every shot that you take, is another shot you miss,
There’s more hate than love, but it needs to be reversed,
Why do I think humans are cursed-
To be the ones to destroy the planet and rip it of his good nature,
And why do we do that just to live and suffer,
Everyone will die someday, but you mustn’t die without a legacy,
If you take a look at the world and see
That we can change this, it’s not completely fucked up,
Just because we’re in a shitty hellhole doesn’t me we can’t clean up
There still might be hope… just kidding I’m joking,
We, homosapiens, have torn our beauty apart, but we think we’re so cunning-
But we’re actually not, egos so high they can’t be brought down,
Not blaming it on one person but the entire crowd,
We focus our attention on people that base their lives on drama
We think they’re superior, just because they look better then our mamas,
People these days still believing myths that they’ll suddenly become the best
Improvement doesn’t come without work, life will put you through that test,
Who is the one to judge how good we are?
Why can’t people not be self conscious, with themselves they’re at war,
What is there to live for if you have no purpose?
For me, life’s as slow and depressing as a damn tortoise,
Even today, I was on Insta, and I saw too many damn comments,
Screaming hate at the world, tryna torment
Extroverts be cringing at the type of stuff these days that are online,
Too many people on phones texting away, too many people dying from wine,
Governments too focused on vaping they think cigarettes aren’t an issue,
420 thousand people losing their lives from it, but 6 from numero 2
Losing my emo shit, lemme switch the talk to rap,
Mumbles rappers shit, this is where the real stuff at,
6ix9ine be snitching, but I’m trying to keep my mouth shut,
Rumours be above my head, like shit calling other people sluts,
Fighting in the streets, shooting pistols, but i’m like Woah
I’m tryna make an impact, an asteroid, big finish, on the globe.