<div align="center"><font size=""3"">Iggy vs. Swish15</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.
Guess I'll be the first contestant to post their verse. I kicked your ass once, I flat out blew you away // So what did you do? Took out your anger on J_Ray Did he boost your confidence? Make you feel like a winner? // Well now we?re back to square one so your just the beginner Florida and Canada, goin at it again // Call me the Worldwide Leader like ESPN You think your one of JBB?s best, but nobody?s impressed // My personals sting so bad I?m like a lyrical wasp?s nest A couple bars in and already closing in on the win // My punch lines hit hard like an uppercut to your chin Posting my verse first, but the best is yet to come // My rebuttals will chew you up and spit you out like bubblegum I was ready to kill GameFace but you?ll have to do // Either way I was gonna win and advance to Round Two It?s ok Iggy, I know you?re having a rough week // First your team falls apart and now you?re matched up against me You thought you got lucky when Chutney changed up the standings // But now we both know I?ll be the last one standing Well I?m back with a vengeance and I?m flying to #1 // Young Swish will have you crying like your boy Iverson
you were probably ecstatic at my absence, but now that im here i bet you feeling all tense // i'll left you in such suspense, but now im bout to take shots at your confidence swish, you're on a whole different level in rap, down there with umair // your what us rappers like to call 'the lyrically impaired' this is some tragic sh!t for you, i'm about to blow florida off the maps // cause even with the magic on your side, you couldn't stop the wrath of my raps (raptors beat the magic on wednesday; play on words) you got a quote from john cena in your title? next thing you know it'll be sayin 'you cant see me' // but im the one like ali in your old avy cause i flow like a butterfly and sting like a bee espn? common man, you's just a desperate wannabe // the only reason your broadcasting worldwide was the world came to see me my rhymes pierce through your verse, my verbs come right through // i'm like a mad dog in a garden the way im rippin' herbs like you im the one with a wasps-nest sting, its best that i dont be bothered // swish, if you really want beef, ill treat you like a cow and leave you lyrically slaughtered see your creative juices have evaporated, cause its my time to prevail // and your train of thought, is soon about to be derailed and what you saw against j_ray was just a preview of what's still to come // but now you've seen just a little more you musta wished you hadn't asked for some so i've spit you the truth, and thats honesty at its best // but you on the other hand, are about as real was pamela anderson's chest
I just read your verse and I'm trying hard not to laugh // Is it possible to get worse since the last time I whooped your ass? Quit talking about Umair, he ain't a part of this tournement // Pay attention to ME and maybe you'll learn some **** Don't diss the Magic when your Raps can't compete in the East // In the worst division ever yet your wins never increase Your bars are one run on sentence after another // It's impossible to read when all you do is st-st-stutter Look judges, this fool just called me an herb! // That has to be the weakest **** I've ever heard Every other line you explain what your trying to say // Leave the parentheses for your next rebound match vs. J_Ray You say what you did to him was just a preview // Yet several days before that match I easily destroyed you Come on man, don't act like you don't remember // Remember the K-Fed sig that made you JBB's most embarrassed member? One verse from Iggy and he thinks he's automatic // Don't diss FLA when you live in the U.S.A's attic You're first verse was a mess, time for me to impress // When you take shots from AK you've taken your last breathe
you havn't taken any shots at me, your shooting out bricks // have you struggling more than white men tryna handle chop sticks your verse was less than i expected, right now your shots about to get rejected // your rhymes about to be forgotten and neglected while im the one here thats praised and respected you aint sick, your immune, but swish im ill and infected // your like dial-up cause when i spit on the line, your sh!t gets disconnected every single word i spit is toxic, every text is bacterial // you be spittin some baby rhymes while i be spittin some complex material and yeah, i explain my rhymes thoroughly for those like you, who can't understand // unlike your soft punchlines, where you desperately need to expand your magic have dropped 2 in a row, and ya say the raps are lacking power // we didn't even have bosh playing that night, where the hell was dwight howard? run on sentence or not, i'll leave you face-down in the gutter // and after my lyrical cuts slit your throat you'll be the ones left to stutter so, verse two is almost over.. might as well bring me who's next // cause my verse have your hands chokin on the keyboard, like your fingers had necks and i'll call you a herb, a b!tch, a homo or whatever i want to // cause in the end my flow will disturb, and my rhymes will haunt you you was stupid as hell to step to me, your heads just messed up // and when i tell you my lines are gonna take you out, it dont mean for you to get dressed up
I ain?t shooting bricks, when I shoot it?s always the same // Why else did you think Young Swish is my name? Like all other wack rappers, your **** is all generic // unlike my personals which will leave you hysteric You admit to run on sentences yet you preach about your sick flow // Which is it Iggy? Are you some kind of skitzo? If I?m an ?herb? then that makes you the grass beneath me // Cuz I?ve already kicked your ass and your skills are way underneath me Iggy thinks he?s gangsta cuz he can handle a utensil // I?m the real deal while your just wasted potential These arent baby rhymes bitch, theyre gonna be your demise // Leave you scramblin in the discussion thread beggin for replies Nobody cares about your verses cuz I?m the main event // You?ve no got chances to move on, I hold you down like cement This is my last verse of the battle, and I finished on a strong note // My lyrical fingerprints are the ones all over your throat You talk about bacteria and toxic, like someone?s in danger // I?m the real lethal rapper, call me the Calgary Strangler Try to take me out, and I?ll put you in your fucking place // I?ve got nothing to worry about when all I spit is mace
i never said i was gangsta, but i sure as hell can make you hurt // the only hood swish be reppin is on the back of his shirt see i came here to eat ya up, but you were far from a cuisine // and yeah i handle em chopsticks, cause your the one thats in between you bit off more that you can swallow, i must be taken in portions // you couldn't spit some nice phrases if you was playing wheel of fortune i have ya'll scared and running, like little kids at dental checks // but the outcome aint positive, my raps have a detrimental effects phundamentalz was lucky to have switched, cause im anything but gentle // but that don't mean i can't have phun rippin da hell out of <u>this</u> mental strangler and danger don't rhyme so you best stop running your mouth // you best get an education the way you're spitting down there in the south its like your raps are made of metal, the way my fluid's rustin your content // and you can call me a construction worker the way im bustin your cement i made the judges' jobs easy, my win should be anything butt controversial // and yes you spit baby rhymes, you sh!t's crappy enough to be aired on a huggies commercial when i spit and let it rain, i make ya scram like thunder makes you flee // so swish, just run away and save (w)rapping for under the tree
Battle Over. Judges please vote! And if you wouldn't mind, also include your favorite line/lines from each battler.
Flow: Swish15 Wordplay: Iggy Punchlines: Iggy Creativity: Iggy <u>Comments:</u> Swish15, I thought your flow was good, but overall, your lyrics were lacking somthing. You were good in patches, I'd read a couple of bars that had me like "ooh nice" then after that you'd follow them up with filler. Your punches were pretty good, but nothing that really blew me away, nothing that I thought would've hit Iggy too hard. Iggy, you're the opposite your flow was a bit over the place, but I liked your wordplay and your punchlines. You were more consistant than Swish, which is what I liked most about your verses. So I'd say your flow is where you need to improve most, if you can fix that up, then you should have no problems reaching the finals. <font size=""3""><u>Vote</u>: IGGY</font> <div class="quote_poster">Quoting Favourite Line: Iggy:</div><div class="quote_post">this is some tragic sh!t for you, i'm about to blow florida off the maps // cause even with the magic on your side, you couldn't stop the wrath of my raps</div>
Favorite Lines: Swish <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post">One verse from Iggy and he thinks he's automatic // Don't diss FLA when you live in the U.S.A's attic</div> Iggy <div class="quote_poster">Quote:</div><div class="quote_post"> its like your raps are made of metal, the way my fluid's rustin your content // and you can call me a construction worker the way im bustin your cement</div> Overall, Iggy's flow was off on quite a few times, but both you guys' verses seemed too long and didn't flow well overall. Iggy came on top due to his creativity and punchlines. A few of his lines just made you go "oh!", although Swish came to play as well. Unlucky for Swish though, because I think he'd have given anyone a challenge. My vote's going to :Iggy.
<div class="quote_poster">Swish15 Wrote</div><div class="quote_post">Which judges are left?</div> Locke and Thrilla.
<div class="quote_poster">Carter Wrote</div><div class="quote_post">Locke and Thrilla.</div> Locke already voted.
So if both 44Thrilla and authentiq vote for Swish15, we'll have the popular vote. But if I get a vote from either of them, I win right?
<div class="quote_poster">Iggy Wrote</div><div class="quote_post">So if both 44Thrilla and authentiq vote for Swish15, we'll have the popular vote. But if I get a vote from either of them, I win right?</div> Yeah, i think thats what Chutney said
I felt it was a pretty even battle. Azn_Iverson had some really good lines, but I think he ruined a lot of them with sporadic carelessness in terms of flow and organization. I thought MagicFan3's creativity, wordplay, and punchlines were pretty much on point with Azn_Iverson's, except he presented it better, and overall, I think he's a more polished internet MC. So yeah, Crossover3 gets my vote.
