No max.
No Feeding
Original lyrics only
Raskit accepts and posts, Makairo responds
If you're that damn amazing, then prove it here.
If you don't need a ghost writer, prove it here.
If you deserve to be viewed as the best, prove it here.
EDIT: The Second Round has been un-cancelled! The battle continues!
Crew members can vote, given that they provide a valid reason for their choice.
Raskit
Makairo, marooned on an island surrounded by a deep blue sea of me
No tranquility constant vunerability my sea is hectic and unpredictably,
Washing fools away with limited ability and lack of credibility*
Simply, I'm the best - got invunerability winning me's plain impossibility
When push comes to shove, I destroy you with my lyrical style
Your racist ramblings** ain't enough, you're just not versataille
It'll take a while for you to reply yeah I'll wait for you to compile
Your greatest punches from past lyrics AKA - "The RH Trash Pile"
See me at the top of the blacklist, Mak got jealous of my status
Attempted to dethrone me with bullshit as his only apparatus
Disc Jackers kill LH, like Speakerboxxx kill Love Haters
The missing peice of your crew is skill, I guess it's gone hiatus,***
This fool thinks I'm racist because I posted a lyric
About how it wasn't him who had to go out and cotton pick
Yeah I feel the hate and the pain that my forefathers let rip
But that doesn't mean I'll apologize for something I never did****
I'm sick of your racist crap, cos that's all it is
"The Black Race Is Taking Over" - to him equality don't mean s**t
Na, he just doesn't care that MLK lost his life for his
He wants to destroy the last 50 years work***** like he's ******** it he don't care that dogs got set on protestors in Alabama******
Or that people fought for what they believed in even if it did mean the slammer*******
When innocent people got sentenced beneath the wooden hammer
He's saying "******** all those people, it's with myself that I'm enamoured"
This guy prefers to live in a dreamworld where Ras hates minorities
Where people like him are supressed by the authorities
And one race is better than another cos it's a different colour that's inequalities
This guys priorities make no sense, for him serious matters are frivolity
His logic is a joke, just like whatever he's about to spit
I've seen what he sumbits as lyrics and you have to admit
He'll never be as good as this, yeah this s**t is legit
This b***h'll quit so quick it'll be like I have a permit to rip
And at last we come to the end so you can contrast
The unsurpassed vast genius that resides within Ras
Now go back to your hideout, ******** Vicious in the a**
"Wishful Thinking"? Na you simply got destroyed by Kas.
*You know, Mak, Vicious, the usual bitches.
**
***Hiatus means something that's gone away, or is missing.
****Why should I take responsibility for something that someone of the same skin colour as me did 400 years ago?
*****I'm talking about the last 50 years that civil rights protestors around the world
spent getting equal rights for black people. They succeeded in gaining equality,
but Mak seems to think one race is better than another due to skin colour.
******1963 - peaceful protestors in Birmingham Alabama where set upon by
Police dogs for no reason. High pressure hoses where also used.
*******Slang for prison.
No tranquility constant vunerability my sea is hectic and unpredictably,
Washing fools away with limited ability and lack of credibility*
Simply, I'm the best - got invunerability winning me's plain impossibility
When push comes to shove, I destroy you with my lyrical style
Your racist ramblings** ain't enough, you're just not versataille
It'll take a while for you to reply yeah I'll wait for you to compile
Your greatest punches from past lyrics AKA - "The RH Trash Pile"
See me at the top of the blacklist, Mak got jealous of my status
Attempted to dethrone me with bullshit as his only apparatus
Disc Jackers kill LH, like Speakerboxxx kill Love Haters
The missing peice of your crew is skill, I guess it's gone hiatus,***
This fool thinks I'm racist because I posted a lyric
About how it wasn't him who had to go out and cotton pick
Yeah I feel the hate and the pain that my forefathers let rip
But that doesn't mean I'll apologize for something I never did****
I'm sick of your racist crap, cos that's all it is
"The Black Race Is Taking Over" - to him equality don't mean s**t
Na, he just doesn't care that MLK lost his life for his
He wants to destroy the last 50 years work***** like he's ******** it he don't care that dogs got set on protestors in Alabama******
Or that people fought for what they believed in even if it did mean the slammer*******
When innocent people got sentenced beneath the wooden hammer
He's saying "******** all those people, it's with myself that I'm enamoured"
This guy prefers to live in a dreamworld where Ras hates minorities
Where people like him are supressed by the authorities
And one race is better than another cos it's a different colour that's inequalities
This guys priorities make no sense, for him serious matters are frivolity
His logic is a joke, just like whatever he's about to spit
I've seen what he sumbits as lyrics and you have to admit
He'll never be as good as this, yeah this s**t is legit
This b***h'll quit so quick it'll be like I have a permit to rip
And at last we come to the end so you can contrast
The unsurpassed vast genius that resides within Ras
Now go back to your hideout, ******** Vicious in the a**
"Wishful Thinking"? Na you simply got destroyed by Kas.
*You know, Mak, Vicious, the usual bitches.
**
Act 1 Scene 3
And I intend to attack you the same exact way, only this time much more vehemently, racist and offending to not only you, but your casserole devouring people.
***Hiatus means something that's gone away, or is missing.
****Why should I take responsibility for something that someone of the same skin colour as me did 400 years ago?
*****I'm talking about the last 50 years that civil rights protestors around the world
spent getting equal rights for black people. They succeeded in gaining equality,
but Mak seems to think one race is better than another due to skin colour.
******1963 - peaceful protestors in Birmingham Alabama where set upon by
Police dogs for no reason. High pressure hoses where also used.
*******Slang for prison.
Act 1 Scene 3
No more waiting..here's an easy one.
One month passed by
Time gone along with talent,
A haven left with no emcee, skill or challenge,
Past stepping stones from the lyrically prone
suddenly rose to claim a false sense of greatness
and inherit a digital throne,
A mentally irregular home of testosterone,
Accusations of simple victories and no memory of defeat,
The bitter assault administered unanswered
therefore this act of regicide will prove to be sweet
Ignorant man standing and insulting
Still confused as to why his peope are revolting
His condition is bliss therefore this calls to diss
culture and ****** music he clearly uses,
The beats and lyrics he abuses
Artists and people he downloads and chooses
over the rock steady roll over of minutes like a cell phone,
Graves and headstones broken and bled bone
dry, like the people of the past
Am I being insulted or is that verse meant to justify
all the times you disregarded my people, proving what you live by
Scan over wikipedia, a quick google search
Hoping to provide some evidence of any good white folks did first,
Fancy words he looked up, thesaurus and dictionaries
Stop trying to bore us, come with a diss already,
You got respect? You got skill? You can put in magical work?
Then why does by verse look so tragical
as I dispurse your hype and strangle your position,
Wrestle you from the top spot to kneeling before me - mouth agape, Oral tradition,
Spit on the mic, white - my d**k,
Follow me, SideKick, send messages to some more of your cauc (c**k) kids,
For help, "Vote for me"
That's why our last battle ended in shame and misery
Not for me, for you, who lied
And tried again and again, up until C Teezy began to write
for you, but this time around you're alone
So I know that my smallest effort will destroy you,
While you're giving a history lesson - I'll happily soil you
Shivvering and shaking after your mind's been locked
Just like your profile, "Crime Scene - Do Not Cross"
Block locked off, your body scooped up
Seizures and s**t caught from staring at the monitor for too long,
Step outside, f*****t, go enjoy some fresh air
You got mad internet cred? Raskberry, who cares?
I ain't s**t on here, but I'm a somebody out there
You don't amount to more than a pile of s**t anywhere,
You know what's really funny?
You say you're the best and you can't be beat
But you wouldn't even make the requested call out to me,
And ontop of all that you constantly beef with MC(M. Chaos)
But once possibility of a battle comes along you're empty
You don't want it with Fujin or Chaos,
I braved it, and I made, I bucked with the best,
You didn't ******** 'til the important people left,
See for you, that's all you get, but that's not enough
I put a loss on everybody's record
You ran for the goal when we sat back, by battling scrubs.
One month passed by
Time gone along with talent,
A haven left with no emcee, skill or challenge,
Past stepping stones from the lyrically prone
suddenly rose to claim a false sense of greatness
and inherit a digital throne,
A mentally irregular home of testosterone,
Accusations of simple victories and no memory of defeat,
The bitter assault administered unanswered
therefore this act of regicide will prove to be sweet
Ignorant man standing and insulting
Still confused as to why his peope are revolting
His condition is bliss therefore this calls to diss
culture and ****** music he clearly uses,
The beats and lyrics he abuses
Artists and people he downloads and chooses
over the rock steady roll over of minutes like a cell phone,
Graves and headstones broken and bled bone
dry, like the people of the past
Am I being insulted or is that verse meant to justify
all the times you disregarded my people, proving what you live by
Scan over wikipedia, a quick google search
Hoping to provide some evidence of any good white folks did first,
Fancy words he looked up, thesaurus and dictionaries
Stop trying to bore us, come with a diss already,
You got respect? You got skill? You can put in magical work?
Then why does by verse look so tragical
as I dispurse your hype and strangle your position,
Wrestle you from the top spot to kneeling before me - mouth agape, Oral tradition,
Spit on the mic, white - my d**k,
Follow me, SideKick, send messages to some more of your cauc (c**k) kids,
For help, "Vote for me"
That's why our last battle ended in shame and misery
Not for me, for you, who lied
And tried again and again, up until C Teezy began to write
for you, but this time around you're alone
So I know that my smallest effort will destroy you,
While you're giving a history lesson - I'll happily soil you
Shivvering and shaking after your mind's been locked
Just like your profile, "Crime Scene - Do Not Cross"
Block locked off, your body scooped up
Seizures and s**t caught from staring at the monitor for too long,
Step outside, f*****t, go enjoy some fresh air
You got mad internet cred? Raskberry, who cares?
I ain't s**t on here, but I'm a somebody out there
You don't amount to more than a pile of s**t anywhere,
You know what's really funny?
You say you're the best and you can't be beat
But you wouldn't even make the requested call out to me,
And ontop of all that you constantly beef with MC(M. Chaos)
But once possibility of a battle comes along you're empty
You don't want it with Fujin or Chaos,
I braved it, and I made, I bucked with the best,
You didn't ******** 'til the important people left,
See for you, that's all you get, but that's not enough
I put a loss on everybody's record
You ran for the goal when we sat back, by battling scrubs.
Raskit
Here it is...
My style is cold like New Years, or Christmas Day
Make it snow when I spit, lyrics different like each snowflake*
Like I said I'm hot and cold at the same time
Heaven or Hell, neither - simply, perfected rhymes
Like God I move you from my path with a sway of my hand
Knocking you down like waves destroy castles made of sand**
Trying to make me racist with his hate campaign
But people getting bored with your lyrics, they're all the same
Like, "RAS IS VERY RACIST AND HE HATES BLACKS
I START A CREW AGAINST HIM" - Shame it's ******** whack.
I can't remember the last good lyrics that you posted
Or maybe it was the last lyric that didnt get roasted
Ether way I'm about to get all the votes, may aswell be rigged
Like the 2001 elections, you're Al Gore about to get killed***
Skills like the South, West, North and Midwest combined
"Ras Kas Rapper of The Month and Number One" Co-Sign!
Seriously though what was the point in this whole challenge?
The only casualty is your ego getting damaged
These bitches know that bring the ultimate game
Deadly, I'm the embodiment of a loaded AK
All these fools like Vicious that you're ******** got a shock for these minions yeah, Mak Ain't King
Trying to bring me down, tryin' to be King Bee of the Hive
In the words of Kanye West "Jokes on you, I'm still alive"****
Point out every flaw in your game like a daily sports critic
But what's the point you do it yourself you hypocrite
Leave you breathless after you read this lyric it just gets better
Like your girlfriend breathless after my sex yeah she just gets wetter
Ever seen Battle Royale? I'm the guy who competes for fun*****
Chop off your head stick a grenade in your mouth, throw it and run
So how many Ghostwriters you got handing you s**t
Your style changes with each verse, you paying for them bit by bit?
Good God that's who you're praying to for a win against me
I dismantle you like Einstein that's intellectually
Why don't you try seeing past your ignorant eyes
Before you ego trip and rap about the races, "all superior to whites."
*No two snowflakes look the same, they have different patterns on them
**Track by Jimi Hendrix
***Lots of people said the 2001 elections where rigged after some major faults with voting in poorer areas, especially Democrat supporting ones.
****From "We Don't Care"
*****Battle Royale is a Japanese film about High School Kids who get put into a deathmatch. There's a guy who does it for fun.
My style is cold like New Years, or Christmas Day
Make it snow when I spit, lyrics different like each snowflake*
Like I said I'm hot and cold at the same time
Heaven or Hell, neither - simply, perfected rhymes
Like God I move you from my path with a sway of my hand
Knocking you down like waves destroy castles made of sand**
Trying to make me racist with his hate campaign
But people getting bored with your lyrics, they're all the same
Like, "RAS IS VERY RACIST AND HE HATES BLACKS
I START A CREW AGAINST HIM" - Shame it's ******** whack.
I can't remember the last good lyrics that you posted
Or maybe it was the last lyric that didnt get roasted
Ether way I'm about to get all the votes, may aswell be rigged
Like the 2001 elections, you're Al Gore about to get killed***
Skills like the South, West, North and Midwest combined
"Ras Kas Rapper of The Month and Number One" Co-Sign!
Seriously though what was the point in this whole challenge?
The only casualty is your ego getting damaged
These bitches know that bring the ultimate game
Deadly, I'm the embodiment of a loaded AK
All these fools like Vicious that you're ******** got a shock for these minions yeah, Mak Ain't King
Trying to bring me down, tryin' to be King Bee of the Hive
In the words of Kanye West "Jokes on you, I'm still alive"****
Point out every flaw in your game like a daily sports critic
But what's the point you do it yourself you hypocrite
Leave you breathless after you read this lyric it just gets better
Like your girlfriend breathless after my sex yeah she just gets wetter
Ever seen Battle Royale? I'm the guy who competes for fun*****
Chop off your head stick a grenade in your mouth, throw it and run
So how many Ghostwriters you got handing you s**t
Your style changes with each verse, you paying for them bit by bit?
Good God that's who you're praying to for a win against me
I dismantle you like Einstein that's intellectually
Why don't you try seeing past your ignorant eyes
Before you ego trip and rap about the races, "all superior to whites."
*No two snowflakes look the same, they have different patterns on them
**Track by Jimi Hendrix
***Lots of people said the 2001 elections where rigged after some major faults with voting in poorer areas, especially Democrat supporting ones.
****From "We Don't Care"
*****Battle Royale is a Japanese film about High School Kids who get put into a deathmatch. There's a guy who does it for fun.
Eternal Artiste
Scared, cracked and shaken
Nervous, focus is rattled and breaking
First response through and this battle is set,
His concentration's been tattered and skill has fallen deep
and slept through this clash
of a Titan and what is no more than a being
hardly a man,
Departed from a damned land, suburbs
Herbs not included, grasses mowed,
Hip-Hop is a stereotype for you
not a microphone
or expression,
Raskit fails to correctly answer requested questions,
You the best? Your style is perfect? I think not,
I've buried stylers and rhymers and writers,
Biters of the greatest status and darted right through
their defenses, therefore I have no doubt I can smite you,
I know the music means nothing to you
But respect on Gaia does,
No need to call me a liar
'cuz only liars b***h, moan and fuss,
I'm giving a verse like you wanted
You don't need to ask me twice,
I had to post a dozen verses just to make you consider accepting the fight,
You ain't the type for it, no spirit and no guts,
They've already been eaten out - I'm the Zombie
Your mouth is gone, useless, sewn shut,
Bombs dropping, body blown up
Torn apart and retarded like the lyrics you post that rarely show up,
When is the last time you did anything resourceful at all?
I fail to see your name posted on any walls,
No images, no face, he's hiding from me
You can see me on the last page
*****, your "peace" is coming,
You jumped at the chance for a second round
'cuz you and I both know that the first set would've stamped the delivery of your crown,
You do anything you possibly can to get yourself out of s**t,
Either trying not to make your ancestors look racist or posting, ghosted, cowardly, d**k
riding rhymes and verses with words fueled by a worthless desire
to not educate yourself lyrically but only to gain this artificial esteem and fire,
We've grown tired of your old repeated garbage,
You the king of this s**t? Then why your vassals left starving?
Give us some real words to live with - to read over,
But you don't know real life, living without burdens, your ********' free shoulders,
You don't know the culture, the people or the places
You can't possibly post racialyl biased comments and expect to embrace us,
Raskit, when it comes down to it you're not wise enough, you make random changes to ignorant claims,
Like Nas, you're just an average flip flop*
You can't make up your mind, and clearly you have no understanding of Hip-Hop.
*Nas new album: Hip Hop is Dead
He is working with related projects called Hip Hop is Alive
Nervous, focus is rattled and breaking
First response through and this battle is set,
His concentration's been tattered and skill has fallen deep
and slept through this clash
of a Titan and what is no more than a being
hardly a man,
Departed from a damned land, suburbs
Herbs not included, grasses mowed,
Hip-Hop is a stereotype for you
not a microphone
or expression,
Raskit fails to correctly answer requested questions,
You the best? Your style is perfect? I think not,
I've buried stylers and rhymers and writers,
Biters of the greatest status and darted right through
their defenses, therefore I have no doubt I can smite you,
I know the music means nothing to you
But respect on Gaia does,
No need to call me a liar
'cuz only liars b***h, moan and fuss,
I'm giving a verse like you wanted
You don't need to ask me twice,
I had to post a dozen verses just to make you consider accepting the fight,
You ain't the type for it, no spirit and no guts,
They've already been eaten out - I'm the Zombie
Your mouth is gone, useless, sewn shut,
Bombs dropping, body blown up
Torn apart and retarded like the lyrics you post that rarely show up,
When is the last time you did anything resourceful at all?
I fail to see your name posted on any walls,
No images, no face, he's hiding from me
You can see me on the last page
*****, your "peace" is coming,
You jumped at the chance for a second round
'cuz you and I both know that the first set would've stamped the delivery of your crown,
You do anything you possibly can to get yourself out of s**t,
Either trying not to make your ancestors look racist or posting, ghosted, cowardly, d**k
riding rhymes and verses with words fueled by a worthless desire
to not educate yourself lyrically but only to gain this artificial esteem and fire,
We've grown tired of your old repeated garbage,
You the king of this s**t? Then why your vassals left starving?
Give us some real words to live with - to read over,
But you don't know real life, living without burdens, your ********' free shoulders,
You don't know the culture, the people or the places
You can't possibly post racialyl biased comments and expect to embrace us,
Raskit, when it comes down to it you're not wise enough, you make random changes to ignorant claims,
Like Nas, you're just an average flip flop*
You can't make up your mind, and clearly you have no understanding of Hip-Hop.
*Nas new album: Hip Hop is Dead
He is working with related projects called Hip Hop is Alive