rap battle

*the raps god like how nobody can and the world shakes while she raps and her friend plays a piano* damn why bitches be pressing my piano thinking you can rap try to keep up with the tempo I be running all this shit like a presidential I can rap on any beat just turn on the instrumental! *the world shakes! While she raps and the fastest rapper*

yo wanna rap battle

yea

alright, let's see what you got. I'll start. "I rap like a machine, I spit fire, I'm the best at what I do, and I'm not afraid to show it. My rhymes are like bullets, and my flow is like a bullet train. So let's see if you can keep up with me."

the streets aren't clean no way to make it green, you go under the table just to make in the scene, I try to pull and push until my pockets flush doin' tricks after tricks I just wanna be cush

Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming I'm a human What I gotta do to get it through to you I'm superhuman Innovative and I'm made of rubber So that anything you say is ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you I'm never stating, more than ever demonstrating How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating Never fading