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Rap battle: Dredge vs Cloudburner

Cloudburner

Perfection in human form.
Sith [member="Dredge"] VS Jedi Cloudburner

Begin!

THEY CALL ME CLOUDBURNER FOR A REASON,
MOSTLY CAUSE I CLOUD YOUR VISION,
AND BURN YOUR RHYMES HARDER THAN YOUR MOM IN THE KITCHEN.
I've accomplished more in a month,
Than you can do in a year.
I eat Sith for brunch,.
I've been a bounty hunter, assassin and Republic commander,
And also the Jedi that makes your rhymes look blander.
I'm cold, I'm bold and rapping gold,
You are sold,
You have no option but to fold,
And mold a victory for me and the kill streak that I hold and be one of the people I have trolled,
Along the list of those who submit to the position that I control.
 
[member="Cloudburner"]

You flip flop your spot when your ass needs to drop so queen please stop because we all know I'm coming out on top cause I got this rap game on lock like I was Spock and slaying rhymes like 2pac.

How bout you learn to rhyme more than one word at a time before you step to something this fine dropping it on a dime when I told your ass this rap game is mine but I'll feel sublime chewing you up and spitting you out like slime.

And I won't stop cause I do like the robot to head spin to boogaloo like my boy Doom it took a minute to convince the average bugaboo when I'm more sick than the flu.

So just remember who drove your ass to school.
 

Cloudburner

Perfection in human form.
Drove my ass to school? Somewhere you never went to? Cause my rhymes are deadlier than your momma's potatoes? I rhyme, I kill, I steal, I take, the victory from you like you never deserved it, I'll destroy you quicker than your momma learned it!

I'll slap you in the mouth, if you don't stop the abomination of lyrics you have just breeded just now, leaded me to beat your ass harder than your mother's spouse.

You lack the rhyme needed, you're part of the dark side. You are afraid of me, fear leads to hate. Hate leads to being one of you freaks, and after I'm done, I'll make sure you don't shriek.

[member="Dredge"]
 
[member="Cloudburner"]

They call you Cloudburner since your head's in the sky so I'll take my mamas potatoes and whip up a verse pie and spit it hard on the first try because I'm the villain aka the worst guy.

I already kicked your ass right out the gate cause I keep it psycho like bates showing everyone you're cut rate that can't get a date so accept fate that you'll never get a mate while I crush bitches from state to state I got so much ass it's falling off my plate.

I keep it ghetto and I'll let you know this is BYOB from the get go cause I'm the greatest host from coast to coast bringing doom where I loom so how bout your ass sweeps this up with a broom.

*mic drop*
 

Cloudburner

Perfection in human form.
*Uses the Force to pick Dredge's Mic back up and throw it at him*

You say you are more experienced in the rap game, but your lyrics are majorly lame. I will tame your ass, and ride you on my rise to fame. You see, I get all the dames and you get nothing, because of More than just your shoddy name.

I'll crush you, I'll beat you, I'll defeat you, and while you are crawling back into your fleet, I'll look at you and say

"Boy, that was some fresh meat,"

You lack the potential to be influential. Your Mother would be sick, of all this d**k, she's taking on a monthly trip, to my Jedi Temple.

Oh and by the way, you never see me coming, except your Mother who just needs some tender loving, shoving my way across her body seems warm and tender, and everybody knows she's a bender.

[member="Dredge"]
 
[member="Cloudburner"]

Let me put this in a way even you'll understand.

Knock knock, whose there? It's me your rhymes suck. I'm spitting rhymes that make people buck and makes the system run amuck, but your stuff makes you a schmuck that has people chuck over how much it makes them say yuck but please keep talking about my mama like a give a F$&@

So guess what? You're a nut whose in a lyrical rut while I strut so keep your mouth shut before I kick that butt straight to popo the Hutt so you can wear a slave bikini and star in his smut!

So chaos give me some skin not this country bumpkin who looks like fuzzy lumpkins cause he looks the same as his kin when I'm about to go in for that pin to make your ass fin.

I got this fake man shaking in his vans and when I do a jam I got my fans breakdancing in the stands, so get your bland ass off my land before I call in some favors and get your anakin lookin mug banned.
 

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