Instigator / Pro
20
1495
rating
47
debates
48.94%
won
Topic
#800

rap battle

Status
Finished

The debate is finished. The distribution of the voting points and the winner are presented below.

Winner & statistics
Better arguments
9
6
Better sources
6
6
Better legibility
2
3
Better conduct
3
3

After 5 votes and with 2 points ahead, the winner is...

Sparrow
Parameters
Publication date
Last updated date
Type
Standard
Number of rounds
3
Time for argument
Three days
Max argument characters
30,000
Voting period
One week
Point system
Multiple criterions
Voting system
Open
Contender / Con
18
1503
rating
26
debates
46.15%
won
Description

No information

Round 1
Pro
#1
your profile is blank like your mind, there's just nothin' to ya
you're like the "nini" argonian freak on a puff of skooma
what the fuck, dude, bruh
you tellin' me you never played Oblivion? you're such a loser
get ready, cause' I'm cuttin' through ya

I'm like a hot knife through butter
I ain't got nothin' crunchy for ya
no apples, no carrots, just a crazy mother fucker
flying an apache helicopter through the jungle to come their
and shoot a fucking missile at your straw hut, brother

cause' your style is primitive
you have limited
capacity, which rapidly diminishes
as soon as you rap with me, and realize my mastery with this shit
infinite casualties
happen be-cause when the beat starts, I start wreckin' the shit
recklessly, till' space/time bends and twists
and I'm endin' this
fuckin' universe with the sheer force of my penmanship


Con
#2
No you
Round 2
Pro
#3
Some brother you got
he's an insolent fucking twat
your mother must have had some shots of crack and scotch
when she was pregnant with you lot
and that's what produced you two low IQ fops

you ain't an intellectual bitch, you're the product of drugs
a bastard child from a whore who got drunk at the Club
and let some low-brow slug
of a man impregnate her with his ugly little stub

you're a pathetic sack of sub-human cow shit, son
A fucking failed abortion crack baby with down syndrome
I'll knock your fucking brothers teeth out his gums
and now it's done, cause' there's no turning around this one
I won

Con
#4
You say my mom is a druglord,
But I think you got the wrong person,
It's yours,
Get smarter dumba*s,
You don't even know how to eat, (yeah, I eat seabass)
You keep on slandering,
Don't even know how to describe it,
All of it's fake news,

You rely on your mom, (the freaking drug lord)
To keep you and your drug hoard,
Low IQ,
Look who's talking, 
Can't even make a decent rap,
Your just sitting on your momma's lap,

I won
Round 3
Pro
#5
I've never seen anybody rhymin' so terribly
this isn't even fair, you're clearly impaired between
the ears, you're just unbearably
bad, it's like a parody
 of a mumble rapping parrot free
styling at a circus full of embarrassed freaks

so first your brother responds with the "no you"
at least you tried to rap, but your response was your bro's too
cause' there was no true original disses, just a pitiful attempt at flippin' the flow used
to show you who's the true pro dude

I'm the groin severing penis ripper
the raps I write are genius scriptures
the scenes in it were
a depiction of gruesome evil pictures
with people laying dead, bones stripped bare
of flesh, their domes split, their blood sipped, so go prepare

cause' this is gunna be like the battle of winterfell
but theirs no Arya to save you this time, Tinkerbell

I'm the mother fucking Night King
a force you ain't fighting
you're no Azora Hai, you're a puny little ass-wipeling

Con
#6
Forfeited