Board 8 RAP BATTLE: tha LEAGUE 3 Week 5

The Fifth Week of the Board 8 RAP BATTLE: tha LEAGUE 3 Tournament.

Battle 1: Ed Bellis vs Rusty
~The Score~

EdBellis: 3

Rusty: 6

~The Raps~

Ed

Howdy y'all, time for a show, grab your dinner and your crockery

Here comes the king, he's 4 and oh, gainst RustyMrMokka-ree

Gon' flood this fight, so don't complain; they call me Overflow

Rusty's born free but now he's chained by the lyrical Rousseau

Too late for you to make amends, the rent's too high in Bellis City

Want to appeal, just ask your friends – the gays and queens committee

Such a pity to get caught in this, but I'm actually quite nonplussed

As I iron out your awfulness you'll really become Rust

It's victory or bust for you – and boy, my nickname's Buster

You really haven't got a Clue – you're yellow, Colonel Mustah

That's also cuz you're set aflame, but you're not without your gains

I'd stick by you if zombies came, cause boy you've got no BRAAAINNNS.

Rusty

tha guys at yer asylum dig my lyrical dope

but when they read yer verse they be lookin for tha literal rope

and since i'm striking hard you've get minimal hope

cuz my raps bend you bend n **** ya up with tha figurative shope

cokes you gotta be insane if you think this match is fair

critics eat up my **** up like girls do to my butt hair

they be reading yer raps but they don't even care

since you lost yer last life to my bear calvary tear

my surgery made me stronger which gave me smarts tha you lack

you gettin eaten by zombies after this kick to yer nut sack

ed gonna lose to the messiah since this verse made the crazies less wack

with the overkill upon you after this upcoming undead attack

Ed

You're right about the asylum – only crazies dig your cut

In a taxonomic phylum it's Acoelomorpha, lacking gut

Please tell me that those actions weren't the best you could procure

If this battle were 'bout fashions you'd be simply 'naute couture'

'Messiah''s what you prattle, added emphasis on 'mess'

If you actually won this battle I would prob'ly convalesce

I must confess you are correct in saying this ain't fair

Cokes must have simply mixed you up with spam that's half-aware

Rusty's pres'dent of Nigeria and I've exiled him en masse

I'll serve you like a cafeteria with mystery meat: your ass

Alas! You're second billing, the Fitch to my Abercrombie

This is a mercy killing because Rusty, YOU'RE the zombie.

Rusty

are ya sayin' my ass gets more men than i admitted gay man

who cares about clothes companies when you are lando to my han

solo is how i roll, i'm no joke entry like a certain someone named dan

okay he's too good for you time to switch to the backup plan to the backup plan

this one will be sure to work since it shall attack with a great white shark

schooling you like the good ol' days just like it's the playground park

it's time for bed ellis get under the covers since i strike when it's dark

rhymez so tight it light ups the stadium with the ultimate lyrical spark

just call me electro boy since you can guess my superpower

hope you asleep boy you might miss power hour

actually just watch me since i'm just as good as jack bauer

i may just be a zombie since you just got devoured