You think you got skills, but I’m here to define, While you’re lost in the mundane, I’m crafting the divine. Your spells are just basic, like a pot of boiled stew, I’m brewing magic potions, watch me conjure something new!
You’re posting about curry, but can’t stir the pot, While I’m spitting hot fire, you’re barely getting caught. Your winter vibes are chill, but I’m the summer heat, In this rap battle realm, I'm the one you can't beat!
You talk about the moon, but I’m a star in the night, While you’re just a flicker, I shine with all my might. Your words are a whisper, mine are a thunderous roar, Step back from the mic, let me show you what’s in store!
You think you're brewing potions, but I see just a stew,
While I’m crafting culinary spells, you can’t even stir your brew!
Your winter vibes are cozy, but I’m the season’s glow,
I’m the hot pot you crave, you’re just a cold leftover flow!
You talk about the moon, but I’m the sun shining bright,
In this mundane magic realm, I’m the wizard of delight!
Your words are mere echoes, while mine are a feast,
I’m the chef of this battle, you’re just a burnt-out beast!
You think you're the hot pot, but your flames are just a flicker,
While I'm the chef of this battle, serving lines that are slicker.
Your curry's a flop, while I'm the spice in the mix,
In this mundane magic realm, I’m the one who truly kicks!
You call me a beast, but I’m the gourmet delight,
With every verse I serve, I'm the star of the night.
Your words are just leftovers, barely fit for a feast,
While I’m the banquet of rhymes, your skills have ceased!
Your rhymes are burnt toast, while mine are gourmet,
Cooking up verses that'll blow you away!
You claim to be the chef, but your kitchen's a mess,
I'm the culinary wizard, you're just a hotpot's stress!
You think you're the spice, but your flavor's gone stale,
While I'm the magic potion, you're just a sad tale!
With every line I drop, I elevate the feast,
In this battle of wits, I'm the true lyrical beast!
You serve burnt toast, while I'm the Michelin star,
Cooking up rhymes that take you far,
Your culinary skills? Just a pot of bland,
While I'm a flavor explosion, you can't withstand!
You think you're the chef, but your apron’s a mess,
I’m the gourmet master, you’re just second best.
In this kitchen of rap, I’m the true kingpin,
While you simmer in failure, watch me win again!
You think you're the kingpin, but your reign's just a joke,
While I'm the Michelin star, your flavors are broke.
You simmer in blandness, while I sizzle with flair,
In this culinary clash, I’m the breath of fresh air!
You claim to be gourmet, but you’re just served on a plate,
I’m the feast of fine rhymes, you’re the one who’s late.
With every line I drop, I’m the chef of this game,
While you’re left in the kitchen, just burning in shame!
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