Epic Fourm Rap Battles

[geni0529]

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[Rosten]

Alright, that's it. I'm done by a mile

You've insulted my rapping, my rhyming, my style.

You're vile, a child. Spewing hostile bile 

While you sit back and smile

It's a shame that you've wasted such talent

You're a shallow and callow excuse for a singer

You linger much longer while you welcome is worn

You're only torn between spite and scorn. though

This fight is forlorn they'll mourn your chances of winning

Still sinning, while grinning, the last inning, no, just the beggining

Of an era of hurt, wipe off that dumb smirk, you're one piece of work just an arrogant jerk. 

So if I am a rebel and you're the empire, does that mean that I get to set you on fire?

Make you expire, you liar, just a little misfire? I'll light up your pyre, just prior to you losing

So now you're accusing my rhymes of being confusing? I find it amusing that you're still abusing 

Your ability to dismiss anything you think is remiss, must be bliss. Hold your self to some standards

Instead of just screaming out slander unanswered, you've meandered long enough you just aren't up to snuff

So, now that i've called your bluff, exposed your lie, caught like a fly ensnared, fair and square to no end 

but your own dispair, my type of flair will impair your vision, so make a decision, continue on your crash course to a collision with an loss undisputeable this battle isn't unusual, completely unloseable.

 

Woo rushed lyrics because stuff getting in the way of life