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[Event] Best Rapper Alive
There can only be one.
Rules
Make a rap at least 20 lines long, about anything. It cannot be stolen, it must be made just for this purpose.
If it doesn't make sense, it has no chance of winning.
Only one winner will be chosen.
You can only submit one rap.
Judges
Mwah
assassin8r
Varkenoss
Prizes
A random item and 10k and a gangsta head
Ends
July 3rd
Be the best, or go down like the rest.
Good luck
Last edited by mWah; Jul 1, 2010 at 09:23 PM.
teeth marks on my goosebumps, the chains frostbit me.
my entry:
-Blind-
livin' here with half closed eyes
caught in eternal reprise
trapped in lies
and we can't see our own demise
all the cries
hidden deep behind
the walls that bind
our minds
to think like we are on the rise
all the shoutin'
soldiers cloutin'
the ground, once untouched
what we can't see don't seem like much
but its what's causin' all the pain
messin' with your brain
gettin' all our fighters slain
someone tear us from the rain
all of this yet here we lay
pushing all the black away
wipe your eyes
it's not a dream
ream the seam
and you will find
behind bullets in your mind
lies the truth
we're just blind
=[]
Originally Posted by EtherealDemise
I got one more response, then Im calling it quits,
One more try to leave you in spasming fits,
You do know the definition of rhythm, right?
Its the bread and butter of every single rap fight,
Thats why i said all bark no bite,
I was trying to be concise,
Hitting you up with a rhythm that was nice
But I guess short and sweet just didn't do it for you,
You had to go and use winnie-the-pooh,
What the fuck is this, a kid's contest?
I guess I should bring my blankie, let it do the rest,
Then you go on and say Im not too bright,
You DO know what my name means, right?
Bet you just had to look at my sig,
Am I speakin a language you can dig?
Your lexicon is small,
Mine could challenge em all,
You ain't no sesquipedallion,
Lookin at them words like theyre alien,
So next time,
Before you spin another rhyme,
Just remember EtherealDemise,
Words so big they'll destroy your eyes.
Dear E.D
why dont you just shut up instead/
but no you have to talk about butter and bread/
ED take the beers, drink'em 'n' ascend/
duty calls, i have to fuck your girlfriend/
your life got a very bad start/
like a fat man in a go-kart/
call your text a diss would i barely do/
sorry, no time to write, im just passing thru/
(srsly, gotta go)
"I've seen enough rule number 34 to burn down a large catholic school" - Bish
Finished my rap; It's on page 3 if anyone wants to read it.
I'm back and stuff, it's probably temporary.
