<div align="center"><font size=""3"">AznxBaller vs. CPaulDWade#3</font></div> The battle will require 3 verses from each competitor or it will last 48 hours (whichever happens first). Verses will have a maximum length of roughly 24 lines. At the end of the battle, the 4 judges and a popular vote will determine who advances into the 2nd round. Good Luck.
Here i am, starting this ish when i shoot, i score, here that swish? Ready or not? Because here i come. You cant hide, and you cant run CPaulDWade, bringing the pain. just like fat joe, i "make it rain". Killin like the terminator, your rhymes are weak, Im like the rapids, and your just a creek. Asian, from Guangzhou, the bottom of China Where youll be at the end of this battle, no one will find ya. So,in your profile you say your 'shaun prince? ill dunk on your head, remember Vince? Afraid now?thats what i thought, you dont have the guts Your Fred Weis, and im VC giving you a taste of my nuts. You were born in 1990, thats the year of the Horse, And when your dead in '06, parents will be filled with remorse. On your grave itll say "Killed in a rap battle, showed up then got herded like cattle, Branded and burned, till he gave up, now all thats left of him would fit in a little cup." After all this, there isnt a way you can win, Gonna crumble, like that one wall in Berlin.
Damn, check out this clown, what's he doin? You're in over your head bro, because the worst won't be just losin. I'll be the one murderin you, leavin a bloodbath of humiliation and despair, My rhymes they're like knives, so I'll be cuttin through you with just no care. By the end of this round, you're going to be left in bits. Chopped up, sorry but you'll be the first to take my vicious hits. Here I'm the master, the professor, while you're just a goddamn protege. I'll be the Iverson, fine, go ahead, be C. Paul and D. Wade. Unlike you, for me there'll be no other. All the while there will only be followers. You really want to be Vince? From what I remember, he missed that stuff. Unable to convert, the same will happen to you with all this weak fluff. But I guess like Vince, you just can't throw it down strong. I'm unfazed, stop messin, and put some real disses on. Don't you worry, because by the end you'll be but one in a million, Of those butchered by my killer rhymes left numb and without feelin.
Damn, check out this clown, what's he doin? You're in over your head bro, because the worst won't be just losin. I'll be the one murderin you, leavin a bloodbath of tears and despair, My rhymes they're like knives, so I'll be cuttin through you with just no care. By the end of this round, you're going to be left in bits. Chopped up, sorry but you'll be the first to take my vicious hits. Here I'm the master, the professor, while you're just a goddamn protege. I'll be the Iverson, fine, go ahead, be C. Paul and D. Wade. Unlike you, for me there'll be no other. All the while there will only be followers. You really want to be Vince? From what I remember, he missed that stuff. Unable to convert, the same will happen to you with all this weak fluff. But I guess like Vince, you just can't throw it down strong. I'm unfazed, stop messin, and put some real disses on. Comparing yourself to rapids? Sure, well I'm the Loch Ness. Be aware, the lyrical monster will tear you apart, I confess. I'll rip you to shreds, you won't even get another chance. Forget it, nothing will be left, you'll be devoured and I'll be the one to advance. But don't you worry, by the end you'll be but one in a million, Of those butchered by my killer rhymes left numb and without feelin.
Left dazed and confused in my lyrical sandstorm, Might be too late, but its you i must inform, Youre done, your finished, all thats left is the bones, Drive fast in your car, like your the Flintstones. Blood bath of tears and despair? sounds like you when im finished, Yeah,ill be standing strong while your laying *diminished Already forcing rhymes like protege, wade, other an follower, Youre chewed up and spit out, ran over by a lawn mower. Fallin apart like the sixers chance at the playoffs, only way theyll win, is if they give the other team a payoff. Same is with you and me, your chances are shot, Your rhymes are trash and mine are smokin hot. **Bad at finishing?i can tell from your last verse Pulled up so weak, thought u got rolled off by a hearse. Got JBB thinkin "it couldnt get any worse" when you showed up and got so burned u needed a nurse Sure, be AI, the teamless star past his prime, Hear that? Yeah its the final chime. Its over, finished, the fat lady sang and its done, After the smoke clears you can easily see that i won. Be the lochness, that damn monster is never found, Take a lesson from him and when this is over, dont be around. Save the embarassement of another verse or two, Stop trying, im hotter then the sun and this is only my debut. (*adjective: made to seem smaller or less (especially in worth) ) (**http://www.justbball.com/forums/member.php?u=5947)
The monster's been unleashed, this rap battle is over. One look at your rhymes, and man, I know you can't get lower. Your lyrics don't make sense, it just looks like you're digging your grave. But its okay, the professor's here to school you, so you better behave. You said I drive fast like the Flintstones, well I plead guilty. My lyrics burn rubber, while my ancient knowledge only lifts me. You see, I transcend, I fly, I soar over your grade school rhymes. All the while you come back speechless and boxed in like a mime. My rhymes, my rhythm, my flow, they all emanate from the bones. If thats all thats left, you know you're going to be left another JBB unknown. I must have forgot to mention, because like Nessie I'm elusive and evasive. I will dodge all your attacks, while having a million more shots to give. Why are you knocking on the Sixers and AI? You can't take anything away, because I've got heart, passion, and pride. A future hall of famer, MVP I am, and one of the greatest of all time. You must be delusional though, is thirty one and seven past his prime? And like AI, I still shine, and I still stand tall. Why are you talking about Berlin? When I'm really the Great Wall. You keep saying I'm dead, but how's my corpse keep coming back for your head? Infected with the T-Virus*, I'm back to assist in making your deathbed. Its because my style's sick and ill, you can even say I'm just plain deranged. This bracket sealed your fate, it was actually your death it arranged. *T-Virus
This is double overtime, and ive just come back with 53*, While your in a drought, you cant even hang with me. If my rhymes are grade school, then yours are elementary, To top it off, yours are all messed up, its like you have lyrical dysentery. All that comes out, is runny and doesnt make sense, I dont get it, this battle was supposed to be intense. So far all that youve done is nailed your own coffin shut, Trying to survive all my lyrical punches to the gut. Saying you have a fictional virus, yeah thats real smart, Along with telling JustBBall how "You got passion and heart" How the hell will that help you, what you need is a good rhyme, too bad for you that that takes too much of your time. It took you 2 verses to write a simple rebuttal, for my berlin wall stab, yeah that aint so subtle Must be because your brain went on vacation, Dont worry, because this verse is your salvation, Its over and done, sit back and watch with admiration, While the judges converse, and i stand and watch the celebration. This is all over, your on an elevator down while im rising faster then a hot-air-balloon, Dont even try, nothing will help you as you steadily decay, and i say "bring on Junoon". As I advance, you stay back and clean up your own debris, Meanwhile I got all of JBB calling for an Encore, like Im Jay-Z, After this verse i think youll be forced too agree, That the only good rapper in this battle is me. (* Lakers VS Rockets, Last Night, Lakers down then came back when Kobe scored 53)
This is the final assault, its time for the lyrics to wreck havoc. I'm going to light this place up, leavin a blaze and all of JBB awestruck. My words, I've loaded them up, and I'm ready to trigger. I'll be taking my shots at you with a barrage of tongue twisters. You? You're just twisting the facts, while gettin the rhymes straight. Me? I'm here to enlighten, but I must say, you won't be able to graduate. First off learn to read, because Kobe really dropped fifty three. He couldn't make half his shots, just like yours at me. However I must admit, I do suffer from lyrical dysentery. I just can't avoid flowin, when will it stop? At you my rhymes keep attackin, while yours always end in flops. In fact, your rhymes I just can't stop pissin and shittin all over. My rhymes are simple? Well I'm sorry but I just beg to differ. Only desperate amateurs would be comparin to balloons. They fly a speed of one mph, but oh sh!t, here comes the Asian Typhoon! I blew you out of this battle, and crushed your dreams of ownage from Junoon. The hurricane I am, I came in and utterly wrecked your rhymes. Deep down you know you had no chance, since my lines are just divine. They're like a gift from God, but too bad this was your cruel destiny, To be humiliated and doomed to hip hop forum obscurity.
Good battle, and good luck,even though it did take you 3 and a half hours to respond, what were you doing all that time?And why do you highlite all those words in your rhymes?JUDGES COME VOTE
Oh ****, my bad, I just changed some stuff... This is the final assault, its time for the lyrics to wreck havoc. I'm going to light this place up, leavin a blaze and all of JBB awestruck. My words, I've loaded them up, and I'm ready to trigger. I'll be taking my shots at you with a barrage of tongue twisters. You? You're just twisting the facts, while gettin the rhymes straight. Me? I'm here to enlighten, but I must say, you won't be able to graduate. First off learn to read, because Kobe really dropped fifty three. He couldn't make half his shots, just like yours at me. However I must admit, I do suffer from lyrical dysentery. I just can't avoid flowin, when will it stop? At you my rhymes keep attackin, while yours always end in flops. In fact, your rhymes I just can't stop pissin and shittin all over. My rhymes are simple? Well I'm sorry but I just beg to differ. Only desperate amateurs would be comparin to balloons. They fly a speed of one mph, but oh sh!t, here comes the Asian Typhoon! I blew you out of this battle, and crushed your dreams of ownage by Junoon. The hurricane I am, I came in and utterly wrecked your rhymes. Deep down you know you had no chance, since my lines are just divine. I'm gettin props from masters like Smitty, Swish, and his Air Freshness. On the other hand, your encore is just a concert of crickets. In this battle its like you were up against God, but too bad this was your cruel destiny, To be humiliated and doomed to hip hop forum obscurity.
Vote up people, and good job to CpaulDWade. Yeah, my bad on the 3 hours thing... I got distracted and decided to watch some football and the Knicks fight in between.
WTF? why didnt you edit instead of reposting? And yeah suuuure you were watching football, aka thinking of rhymes? And all judges get over here and vote, i just want to get this over with
I figured it would suck if I didn't edit it in time and people started to read it. It would just be confusing. Yeah, and I'm also pissed the Cowbows won... I wanted the Eagles to get that spot.
I can see deleted posts CPaul, and trust me he didn't change much. There's nothing to complain about. Time for the judges to vote.
<div class="quote_poster">Chutney Wrote</div><div class="quote_post">I can see deleted posts CPaul, and trust me he didn't change much. There's nothing to complain about. Time for the judges to vote.</div> No, i know, he just changed the part about Smitty AF and whoever else, i wasnt complaining
The AZN won this. CPaul, there were FAR too many fillers and it seemed like you were too busy trying to up yourself rather than demean your opponent. You need more substance in your rhymes brah. I also gotta say that some lines were far too generic and possesed no creativity at all. AZN's keystyle, was decent, but needs a bit of improvement, especially if/when you face an unpper-tier battler. Your flow was also off at some points of the rhyme, but it wasn't bad, just really inconsistent. AznxBaller wins this. Gotta admit though, it wasn't that grea of a battle, both should improve through time though.
I thought Aznx was the better performer. He had better wordplay, better punchlines and creativity, although I have to agree with authentiq in that your flow was off at times. Great first battles for both of you, though. My vote: Anzx
Vote: AznxBaller Just had a better use of wordplay, better punches, flow etc. Sorry I'm not too indepth today, I'm not feeling too good.
