WK 3: Meth(1-0) Vs Bayou(2-0) - Bayou wins

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@Meth @Bayou

[Meth]

My man. 16 ish.

[Blue Bayou]

Gluck man

[Blue Bayou]

Ready when you are.

[Meth]

18



Crack his head open n stomp on nerds face, mouth or his teeth
You can Watch me kick Blue ribbon til first place is out of his reach
My smith n wesson givin lessons put a x on ya lid
Let it bust until "ur heads somewhere else" like sex w ya bitch
I dump bodies in the sea to clear commotion
Run up on u w a shotty, open shells at ur ear n ask "can you hear the ocean?"
come thru to ya crib or ya land, u wont live where ya stand
Im the trash man. Get left on the street, ya lids hangin when i pick up the can
Ya careers been a downfall. Pull the string n my boys make it messy
A Parachuters make ya jet, blue. Get dropped from a plane if u dare to test me
Ppl be like...
"blues wps are so slick and fresh" im sick to death, eat lead maggot
Yo blue why dont u help me with a slick fresh way to tell ur mother ur DEAD, FAGGOT
Ur swimmin w sharks. Ill drown u in ya blood, get laid up at night
Arms get raised n hes gaspin for air like he needs a flotation device
Funeral music bc ya future is useless. Goat? Sure, liar.
If he get funny or baritone with me Its *CLAP* ALL BLACK; church choir
Grab the hamma, this aint a game, i have to mangle
Pull the piece out and knock ya block off, Im bad at Jenga

[Blue Bayou]

i spit flames & sear opponents, that's why im known as legend..
if this guy's lookin to Siri’s gunna have to start askin his Apple phone some questions
ur fucking trash dawg. any bar penned by ur hand'll be wack..
far as ur Style goes we do more Mocking then NC'ers preparing for the Fantasy draft
whole squad'll get slayed & die mangled, left to decay as five angels..
the ‘Sticks bangin w/ a bunch of Metal makin noise’.. & faggot i dont play the Triangle
ur girl left u cuz i'm fireee w/ the dick. calls me a sire as i lick..
your ‘Ex Ass Paraded’ around my room . . then told you she was Tired of your shit
then i'll lethally inject the bitch to prove that i'm prone to violence..
i'll straight Methadoner… then kill you right after & donate your organs to science
i asked RB who here's got talent & who's the man in bouts..
& not ONE person ‘said your name’... that's proof u've never even had Announce
forget War-hol ass is what he should do before the handle shoots..
Arms-Extended ‘Andy's staring at Cans’.. have his brains lookin like Campbell's Soup
Beretta longer then Clout's torso so he knows it's real partners..
gun to his temple - leave this Manhatten Shambles worse than the Cloverfield Monster
not a Credit Card in sight since ur nothing but a bum & a scrub..
but u DO have Plastic on you... i'm trying REAL hard not to get ur blood on the rug


18.

[Celph Taut]

V/ Meth


Enjoyed his concepts more and found the executions of his punches to be more smooth.

quotes

i asked RB who here's got talent & who's the man in bouts..
& not ONE person ‘said your name’... that's proof u've never even had Announce

My smith n wesson givin lessons put a x on ya lid
Let it bust until "ur heads somewhere else" like sex w ya bitch

Grab the hamma, this aint a game, i have to mangle
Pull the piece out and knock ya block off, Im bad at Jenga

come thru to ya crib or ya land, u wont live where ya stand
Im the trash man. Get left on the street, ya lids hangin when i pick up the can

[Amen]

Crack his head open n stomp on nerds face, mouth or his teeth
You can Watch me kick Blue ribbon til first place is out of his reach
Fire.
My smith n wesson givin lessons put a x on ya lid
Let it bust until "ur heads somewhere else" like sex w ya bitch
Cool flip on a dated concept.
I dump bodies in the sea to clear commotion
Run up on u w a shotty, open shells at ur ear n ask "can you hear the ocean?"
Nah - shell/ocean references are just as played as semen/seamen plays, lol.
come thru to ya crib or ya land, u wont live where ya stand
Im the trash man. Get left on the street, ya lids hangin when i pick up the can
LOL, can bars. Go read some NBL and 1/2 battles on NC... Can bars are over done... Cool flip tho.
Ya careers been a downfall. Pull the string n my boys make it messy
A Parachuters make ya jet, blue. Get dropped from a plane if u dare to test me
Such a dope concept butchered by a soft execution and rocky wording, lol...
Ppl be like...
"blues wps are so slick and fresh" im sick to death, eat lead maggot
Yo blue why dont u help me with a slick fresh way to tell ur mother ur DEAD, FAGGOT
Simple side.
Ur swimmin w sharks. Ill drown u in ya blood, get laid up at night
Arms get raised n hes gaspin for air like he needs a flotation device
Wack
Funeral music bc ya future is useless. Goat? Sure, liar.
If he get funny or baritone with me Its *CLAP* ALL BLACK; church choir
Lol, No...
Grab the hamma, this aint a game, i have to mangle
Pull the piece out and knock ya block off, Im bad at Jenga
Mangle and Jenga don't rhyme dude lol... This was light, tho.

i spit flames & sear opponents, that's why im known as legend..
if this guy's lookin to Siri’s gunna have to start askin his Apple phone some questions
Siri's/serious mild reach but extremely light punch and ovver worded, IMO.
ur fucking trash dawg. any bar penned by ur hand'll be wack..
far as ur Style goes we do more Mocking then NC'ers preparing for the Fantasy draft
Ok.
whole squad'll get slayed & die mangled, left to decay as five angels..
the ‘Sticks bangin w/ a bunch of Metal makin noise’.. & faggot i dont play the Triangle
Fire.
ur girl left u cuz i'm fireee w/ the dick. calls me a sire as i lick..
your ‘Ex Ass Paraded’ around my room . . then told you she was Tired of your shit
I hate when you butcher words to make a wordplay. I feel like a retarded trying to sound something out every time. This was ok, tho.
then i'll lethally inject the bitch to prove that i'm prone to violence..
i'll straight Methadoner… then kill you right after & donate your organs to science
Meth "a" as in "UH" doner or the "a/uh" supposed to be "or"? Not sure here... Cool attempt, tho.
i asked RB who here's got talent & who's the man in bouts..
& not ONE person ‘said your name’... that's proof u've never even had Announce
Ok.
forget War-hol ass is what he should do before the handle shoots..
Arms-Extended ‘Andy's staring at Cans’.. have his brains lookin like Campbell's Soup
Another ef'n gun bar... Ok, tho lol.
Beretta longer then Clout's torso so he knows it's real partners..
gun to his temple - leave this Manhatten Shambles worse than the Cloverfield Monster
Nice.
not a Credit Card in sight since ur nothing but a bum & a scrub..
but u DO have Plastic on you... i'm trying REAL hard not to get ur blood on the rug
I fucks w/ this one.

Dam, this battle was dope. Enjoyed both reads, so props fellas. Meth had 5 bars I enjoyed/thought were ok hits vs blue who has 7 bars I enjoyed/thought were ok hits. And I was being liberal/less technical on this battle because I like the both of you. Didn't want to be overly critical and felt there was no need to be considering you both have a text tenure that exceeds a decade, lol... With that being said...

v/Blue - Just felt his punches were a little more effective. Meth struggle with a few concepts that had potential to be dope but his executions came off soft. Not to mention the whole 2nd half of his verse went down hill for me while blue remained fairly consistent.

[King]

Crack his head open n stomp on nerds face, mouth or his teeth
You can Watch me kick Blue ribbon til first place is out of his reach
i like it
My smith n wesson givin lessons put a x on ya lid
Let it bust until "ur heads somewhere else" like sex w ya bitch
cool
I dump bodies in the sea to clear commotion
Run up on u w a shotty, open shells at ur ear n ask "can you hear the ocean?"
played out idea, not fresh enough flip imo
come thru to ya crib or ya land, u wont live where ya stand
Im the trash man. Get left on the street, ya lids hangin when i pick up the can
good flip
Ya careers been a downfall. Pull the string n my boys make it messy
A Parachuters make ya jet, blue. Get dropped from a plane if u dare to test me
really dope concept. ok execution.
Ppl be like...
"blues wps are so slick and fresh" im sick to death, eat lead maggot
Yo blue why dont u help me with a slick fresh way to tell ur mother ur DEAD, FAGGOT
eh
Ur swimmin w sharks. Ill drown u in ya blood, get laid up at night
Arms get raised n hes gaspin for air like he needs a flotation device
ok
Funeral music bc ya future is useless. Goat? Sure, liar.
If he get funny or baritone with me Its *CLAP* ALL BLACK; church choir
eh not feeling this as much
Grab the hamma, this aint a game, i have to mangle
Pull the piece out and knock ya block off, Im bad at Jenga
not really a strong flip on this

verse started pretty strong and got a little light towards the end. opener was dope


vs

i spit flames & sear opponents, that's why im known as legend..
if this guy's lookin to Siri’s gunna have to start askin his Apple phone some questions
eh ok
ur fucking trash dawg. any bar penned by ur hand'll be wack..
far as ur Style goes we do more Mocking then NC'ers preparing for the Fantasy draft
ok
whole squad'll get slayed & die mangled, left to decay as five angels..
the ‘Sticks bangin w/ a bunch of Metal makin noise’.. & faggot i dont play the Triangle
I like it
ur girl left u cuz i'm fireee w/ the dick. calls me a sire as i lick..
your ‘Ex Ass Paraded’ around my room . . then told you she was Tired of your shit
dope
then i'll lethally inject the bitch to prove that i'm prone to violence..
i'll straight Methadoner… then kill you right after & donate your organs to science
dope idea, ok execution
i asked RB who here's got talent & who's the man in bouts..
& not ONE person ‘said your name’... that's proof u've never even had Announce
cool
forget War-hol ass is what he should do before the handle shoots..
Arms-Extended ‘Andy's staring at Cans’.. have his brains lookin like Campbell's Soup
doope
Beretta longer then Clout's torso so he knows it's real partners..
gun to his temple - leave this Manhatten Shambles worse than the Cloverfield Monster
ok
not a Credit Card in sight since ur nothing but a bum & a scrub..
but u DO have Plastic on you... i'm trying REAL hard not to get ur blood on the rug
eh


vote Blue

cool battle. Consistency won it for Blue

[hello there]

METH

Crack his head open n stomp on nerds face, mouth or his teeth
You can Watch me kick Blue ribbon til first place is out of his reach
Low impact. I get the concept and the image itself is nice. But it feels like a setup for a stronger bar.

My smith n wesson givin lessons put a x on ya lid
Let it bust until "ur heads somewhere else" like sex w ya bitch
Ehhh. This feels super forced.

I dump bodies in the sea to clear commotion
Run up on u w a shotty, open shells at ur ear n ask "can you hear the ocean?"
Again, super super forced. I love the concept but the execution is so weak.

come thru to ya crib or ya land, u wont live where ya stand
Im the trash man. Get left on the street, ya lids hangin when i pick up the can
I like this a lot. You took a metaphor and tied like three images to it. Set up was meh but the bar was nice.

Ya careers been a downfall. Pull the string n my boys make it messy
A Parachuters make ya jet, blue. Get dropped from a plane if u dare to test me
This is cool. I don't like wordplay where the end rhyme has nothing to do with the actual wordplay. I feel like it makes the bar weaker. But I love pair of shooters make you jet, blue. Kinda wish that was the payoff tbh.

Ppl be like...
"blues wps are so slick and fresh" im sick to death, eat lead maggot
Yo blue why dont u help me with a slick fresh way to tell ur mother ur DEAD, FAGGOT
Meh. This feels like filler.

Ur swimmin w sharks. Ill drown u in ya blood, get laid up at night
Arms get raised n hes gaspin for air like he needs a flotation device
This is clever. I'm with it.

Funeral music bc ya future is useless. Goat? Sure, liar.
If he get funny or baritone with me Its *CLAP* ALL BLACK; church choir
Ok this is neat. I usually don't like these kind of punches. But bare a tone with me is solid. I like when you tie a couple of images into the metaphor. Hits a lot harder IMO

Grab the hamma, this aint a game, i have to mangle
Pull the piece out and knock ya block off, Im bad at Jenga
I think this was a weak ass finisher. In your shoes, I woulda just ended with church choir


Cool verse. Some pretty heavy hitters and a lot of filler. Pair of shooters and church choir stand out, to me.


-v-


BAYOU

i spit flames & sear opponents, that's why im known as legend..
if this guy's lookin to Siri’s gunna have to start askin his Apple phone some questions
So I'm reading this like sear, he's cuz you mentioned sear the first bar. But without any other context, it's whack. Maybe it's a personal I don't know about because I'm new.

ur fucking trash dawg. any bar penned by ur hand'll be wack..
far as ur Style goes we do more Mocking then NC'ers preparing for the Fantasy draft
I don't pay attention to sports, so this is over my head. But I can see it for what it is. If we assume it lands, it's still kinda played out.

whole squad'll get slayed & die mangled, left to decay as five angels..
the ‘Sticks bangin w/ a bunch of Metal makin noise’.. & faggot i dont play the Triangle
Ok that's cool. If he has a five man crew that's pretty legit. Would be fire AF if the punch line had an internal rhyme before the punch, except just the long setup

ur girl left u cuz i'm fireee w/ the dick. calls me a sire as i lick..
your ‘Ex Ass Paraded’ around my room . . then told you she was Tired of your shit
Solid. Really solid. Whole thing tied together nice.

then i'll lethally inject the bitch to prove that i'm prone to violence..
i'll straight Methadoner… then kill you right after & donate your organs to science
Eh.

i asked RB who here's got talent & who's the man in bouts..
& not ONE person ‘said your name’... that's proof u've never even had Announce
Again, if it's just the wordplay I don't love it. Could be missing some personal / inside info stuff.

forget War-hol ass is what he should do before the handle shoots..
Arms-Extended ‘Andy's staring at Cans’.. have his brains lookin like Campbell's Soup
So I missed "arms extended" - why that was singled out. But I get the punch and the concepts. I think Campbells soup being the payoff makes this bar way weaker than if the punch was leaving andy staring at cans or something. It's ok.

Beretta longer then Clout's torso so he knows it's real partners..
gun to his temple - leave this Manhatten Shambles worse than the Cloverfield Monster
Ok this is tight.

not a Credit Card in sight since ur nothing but a bum & a scrub..
but u DO have Plastic on you... i'm trying REAL hard not to get ur blood on the rug
Eh. You guys both had weak closers.

Cool verse. I think your highlights landed a little harder. And you had an additional bar that stood out to me. And so..


VOTE: BAYOU

[YG]

18



Crack his head open n stomp on nerds face, mouth or his teeth
You can Watch me kick Blue ribbon til first place is out of his reach
Aight
My smith n wesson givin lessons put a x on ya lid
Let it bust until "ur heads somewhere else" like sex w ya bitch
Eh aight
I dump bodies in the sea to clear commotion
Run up on u w a shotty, open shells at ur ear n ask "can you hear the ocean?"
Coulda been done better
come thru to ya crib or ya land, u wont live where ya stand
Im the trash man. Get left on the street, ya lids hangin when i pick up the can
I like this
Ya careers been a downfall. Pull the string n my boys make it messy
A Parachuters make ya jet, blue. Get dropped from a plane if u dare to test me
Tight
Ppl be like...
"blues wps are so slick and fresh" im sick to death, eat lead maggot
Yo blue why dont u help me with a slick fresh way to tell ur mother ur DEAD, FAGGOT
Nahh
Ur swimmin w sharks. Ill drown u in ya blood, get laid up at night
Arms get raised n hes gaspin for air like he needs a flotation device
Cool didn't hit too hard
Funeral music bc ya future is useless. Goat? Sure, liar.
If he get funny or baritone with me Its *CLAP* ALL BLACK; church choir
Not feeling it
Grab the hamma, this aint a game, i have to mangle
Pull the piece out and knock ya block off, Im bad at Jenga
Nahh mangle & jenga don't do it for me

i spit flames & sear opponents, that's why im known as legend..
if this guy's lookin to Siri’s gunna have to start askin his Apple phone some questions
Ight
ur fucking trash dawg. any bar penned by ur hand'll be wack..
far as ur Style goes we do more Mocking then NC'ers preparing for the Fantasy draft
Cool
whole squad'll get slayed & die mangled, left to decay as five angels..
the ‘Sticks bangin w/ a bunch of Metal makin noise’.. & faggot i dont play the Triangle
Lol i like this
ur girl left u cuz i'm fireee w/ the dick. calls me a sire as i lick..
your ‘Ex Ass Paraded’ around my room . . then told you she was Tired of your shit
Cool
then i'll lethally inject the bitch to prove that i'm prone to violence..
i'll straight Methadoner… then kill you right after & donate your organs to science
Cool
i asked RB who here's got talent & who's the man in bouts..
& not ONE person ‘said your name’... that's proof u've never even had Announce
Eh aight
forget War-hol ass is what he should do before the handle shoots..
Arms-Extended ‘Andy's staring at Cans’.. have his brains lookin like Campbell's Soup
Cool
Beretta longer then Clout's torso so he knows it's real partners..
gun to his temple - leave this Manhatten Shambles worse than the Cloverfield Monster
Hat in shambles? Ok I guess but is hat supposed to be another word for something
not a Credit Card in sight since ur nothing but a bum & a scrub..
but u DO have Plastic on you... i'm trying REAL hard not to get ur blood on the rug
Decent

18.

v/Blue less misses

[Authentic.]

Crack his head open n stomp on nerds face, mouth or his teeth
You can Watch me kick Blue ribbon til first place is out of his reach
I dump bodies in the sea to clear commotion
Run up on u w a shotty, open shells at ur ear n ask "can you hear the ocean?"
come thru to ya crib or ya land, u wont live where ya stand
Im the trash man. Get left on the street, ya lids hangin when i pick up the can
Ya careers been a downfall. Pull the string n my boys make it messy
A Parachuters make ya jet, blue. Get dropped from a plane if u dare to test me

vs


ur fucking trash dawg. any bar penned by ur hand'll be wack..
far as ur Style goes we do more Mocking then NC'ers preparing for the Fantasy draft
whole squad'll get slayed & die mangled, left to decay as five angels..
the ‘Sticks bangin w/ a bunch of Metal makin noise’.. & faggot i dont play the Triangle
ur girl left u cuz i'm fireee w/ the dick. calls me a sire as i lick..
your ‘Ex Ass Paraded’ around my room . . then told you she was Tired of your shit
then i'll lethally inject the bitch to prove that i'm prone to violence..
i'll straight Methadoner… then kill you right after & donate your organs to science
not a Credit Card in sight since ur nothing but a bum & a scrub..
but u DO have Plastic on you... i'm trying REAL hard not to get ur blood on the rug

Blue had the most and better bars here. His is just harder.

[Ryno]

18



Crack his head open n stomp on nerds face, mouth or his teeth
You can Watch me kick Blue ribbon til first place is out of his reach
Ya careers been a downfall. Pull the string n my boys make it messy
A Parachuters make ya jet, blue. Get dropped from a plane if u dare to test me
Ur swimmin w sharks. Ill drown u in ya blood, get laid up at night
Arms get raised n hes gaspin for air like he needs a flotation device
Funeral music bc ya future is useless. Goat? Sure, liar.
If he get funny or baritone with me Its *CLAP* ALL BLACK; church choir

you picked up some mometum towards the end. pretty decent drop. didnt like how u worded a couple bars.

ur fucking trash dawg. any bar penned by ur hand'll be wack..
far as ur Style goes we do more Mocking then NC'ers preparing for the Fantasy draft
whole squad'll get slayed & die mangled, left to decay as five angels..
the ‘Sticks bangin w/ a bunch of Metal makin noise’.. & faggot i dont play the Triangle
ur girl left u cuz i'm fireee w/ the dick. calls me a sire as i lick..
your ‘Ex Ass Paraded’ around my room . . then told you she was Tired of your shit
i asked RB who here's got talent & who's the man in bouts..
& not ONE person ‘said your name’... that's proof u've never even had Announce
Beretta longer then Clout's torso so he knows it's real partners..
gun to his temple - leave this Manhatten Shambles worse than the Cloverfield Monster

18.

another solid verse. few lines i wasnt feeling.

v/bb...this was mad close n could go either way but i have him winning by a bar