Rematch: Truth_seeker vs. JasperFrancisShickadance

Yo mama jokes are so lame that if I got a dime for every time someone said one, I'd spend it to kill all y'all bozos My mother might look like a hippo but at least she's got money unlike you and other crazy conspiracy hoboes You rap on streets for a living, by living I mean eatin mice and rollin dice, you don't get money cause you go solo Yo beat is messed up, dude you're supposed to dis not compliment, though I know I'm pretty and smell like coco! It's not common that a gal who's awesome like me can rap so rotten n' long, so Ima warn you and say 'caution' There's old men here judging this battle and you saggin low - that's not at all considerate, have you forgotten? Not only do your pants repel a rotten smell but they look like used clothes from GoodWill made of hair cells Say a short line about your appearance and fragrance, you turn to truth seek elsewhere after sayin a meek farewell! I, the amazing Jasper F. Shickadance, get da last shot at the money, this round is for all the marbles can't you tell? This is going quite swell, why you screaming frantically and harshly bantering at me? you don't gotta yell Now for a bit of clever, innocent, no-nonsense fun Ima screw your oily hair up in a tight wretched bun The other raps were getting so long for a rap song But dey better den yours, you sound like a dam gong! You fidget with the keyboard as you type those crappy, dumb lyrics I'm legit bout wanting ta see you admit you don't know the basics Take those specs off your deformed head, why cantcha pay for Lasiks? Really, you don't know what a hair brush is, let me just cut those cowlicks Your nasty head is turning every which way, are you indicating you misunderstand something? That mic too big for your bony hands and weak arms to hold onto, desperate to stop shaking? I love when I battle people like this who don't know how to speak English or be liberated They think they know the truth but it's jist opinion and I'm being utterly opinionated True love is often mistaken for attraction, like when you had your first girlfriend painstaking From the way you scream, I pray this isn't the new rap music for the next generation in the making I'm bigga than you, smarter than you, younger than your fat body an I got less experience This is no excuse for why I'm beatin you, stop retying you shoe and lookin blue from periods You acting like the other million people on this earth, I'm 1-in-a-billion and you be disappearance T_s looks nothin like a swagger and I see right through how he carries a false Bible, I'm serious All throughout this I've noticed your weariness But then you try to hit on me, somthin's obviously amiss Your flawed brain shows me you were not born right Three rounds ago you used up all leftover strength n might Guffaw, despite, your left with nothing but my sassy kiss goodnight! Oh yeah you even said yourself that you're unable to win, you just killable Ima wait till the last of this torture for you to die, I'll kick your body gullible You don't have eyes and couldn't see my muscle, otherwise I wouldn't chuckle Plain trouble rubble, you'll be dead before you can read o hear my last rebuttal You say "Free yourself from ignorance" but you got the wrong pronunciation "Ig-no-rance" is not correct, who's the unlearned now? this why you shunned Here's a some examples of users on DDO who have killed you in a rap battle ShadowKings, JonBonBon Queen, and of course JFS the ultimate dissing' idol! You act like the antichrist, telling us to worship you instead of our all-worthy Creator What kind of brain do you got in that calaveras? Oh wait I forgot your a fake debater You a man of sin and a false prophet saying the prophesy's being fulfilled, you a traitor! Tell me you're joking when thinkin your winnin, look to Revelation for proof you a jest hater! The reason you don't believe the Holy Spirit can be at all proven Is cuz all the others see Him, you just fake it and this keeps ya cryin The depression that comes with your religion is whatchoo buyin I warned you notta waste yo life but the strife and hurt kept comin So you resort to the prestige and glory of dissin others so you feel good You fool your own self by tellin others I'm bad and sayin you Robin Hood Take from the poor and give to the rich, you for Obama n that's what he does The I. R. S. gets you every time but you still vote for the wrong president buzz Since you can't tell the difference between near and far, good and bad's probly no better Maybe the Queen of your dream land aka your ex girlfriend will write you a comfort letter Cuz you need joy and you're not getting it here, rapping gives guilt dats whyoo drink beer!