Rap debate challenge.
All stages have been completed. The voting points distribution and the result are presented below.
Spelling and grammar points
With 1 vote and 1 point ahead, the winner is ...
- Publication date
- Last update date
- Time for argument
- Three days
- Voting system
- Open voting
- Voting period
- One month
- Point system
- Four points
- Rating mode
- Characters per argument
~ 10 / 5,000
Theme tune for this Round of rap: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NyIDhfzKbAc
Who th'fuck you think you are to quit on me on me like that?
Lil bitch forfeiting like a flee from Mad,
Scared because you dared to debate the fact...
that I'm the best rap battler this site'll ever have,
I'm as ill as anthrax when I hit these tracks,
Spit so vicious like an abusive dad with a bat,
Bars leave marks like that dad in prison when he's caught; blue and black, (https://abcnews.go.com/US/prison-living-hell-pedophiles/story?id=90004)
Master o' rap a disasterful lad I'm the damn bad madman bout to beat your white-belt-self flat on th'mat, (http://www.carlsongraciebjj.co.nz/grading-and-the-belt-system/)
Go run to mom, scream"WAA, WAA RATIONAL'S BACK!"
"Back? What you mean" she says while feeling real hungry for a snack,
"I'M JESUS AND HE'S HERE TO CLAIM HIS RIGHTFUL PLACE AS MY DAD!"
AYOO AYOO IT'S TRUE IT'S TRUE,
Best in the game one-two fuck you,
Black hooded reaper to your Ku Klux Krew,
Pass through the barrier you stuck behind; make up your mind seven levels above whatever you're up to,
Push soft on the pedal barely tryin' with my gears
Spit a gentle sprinkle and next thing you're sheddin' tears,
Everyone can stand before me, but none on this site dare ignore me,
Fuck with me, shit's gon' get gory; Supervillain in this story,
Your pussy ass gon' dance to the sound of the unified traits of 'whack' and 'boring',
Cryptic mysteries in my head your empty mind aint gon' be solvin',
Biscuit eater; mouth be dry, you're chokin' on what your throat aint storin'.
Are you alive or did my bars bury you?
2-3-4-5 beneath me I'm 1 it's true.
Madman ill as hell yeah you Lil Rebel if you fuck with me twice, my advice don't sin and tell,
'Cause I'm here to stay I'm safe but I know how to play it risky as well,
I got ties in low places, high places run far when I ring my bell,
This that Sicilian-villain-type, this that G IRL,
This that pussy you want but can't get so you swell, you bulge down there wanting oh you wannabe fella I love you but boy I got plenty of lovers who hate me because I'm too cunning 'n' clever.
Oh yeah my lovers they hate me, and so my haters they worship me,
I'm that god in human flesh the type who thrives with adversity,
I'm that non-silent no sirens up on my ride as I arrest these scum mercif'lly,
I'm here to arrest and do what I so best so purposef'lly,
So you go do your best to aces tests and survive university,
I'll be building a business, you'll be my son so enjoy my paternity.