Tis a shame, and yeah, as lawastooshort told me, he let a pizza go cold making his, so he'd like it posted. I share the same sentiments, I put SOME thought into mine, so I'd rather it not go to waste. Still think I got beat, but I think I gave a good run for the money this time, and against the co-judge, I'd be satisfied ish with that
Time to give a beatin’.
Jab, jab, uppercut. SMASH!
Hey, you pansy! Stop greetin’!
Don’t you dare talk trash!
You fight back, I leave you sore!
You think you can take it, I got more.
I’ll give you a lesson in rapping lore.
One that’ll leave you shaken to the core.
Hey, Shorty! Did you hear?
Size DOES matter, it’s true!
That’s what she told you, oh dear.
Not much left for me to do.
I actually pity you. It’s sad.
I’ve never seen someone this bad.
Who let you fight me? They’re mad!
Round 2’s next, better give up lad.
I’m Mike Tyson, you’re a punching bag.
Beating you leaves me nothing to brag.
You just suck, in metaphor and literally.
Now scram before I beat you physically.
Why’s he at that grave?
Oh, shh, he’s about to speak!
''Tomb for two, Dave?
I’m IWasTooWeak.''
One note:
the word greetin' in the first verse is being used as Scottish slang, where it means crying.
I like the coincidence that we both referred to boxing (his being throwing the towel in) and the single syllable rhyming comment of his hurt so bad. I had a couple in mine that weren't single syllable, but yeah
Oh, also:
WHO WON?
WHO'S NEXT?
YOU DECIDE!
EPIC RAP BATTLE OF BAYTWEEEEEEEELVE!
Couldn't resist.