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Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

The Aim: To rap why other person is stupid/bad and you are good.Round 1: Rap about why you are good only.Round 2: Mixed defence/offenceRound 3: Mixed defence/offenceRound 4: Intensive offence, no defenceRound 5: Defence onlyNot following this structure = Full Forfeit of 7 points to opponent.All poems or raps must at least have some kind of rhyming and rhythmic scheme apparent to reader, not necessarily line after line but some scheme.Rules:1. No Profanity (this is why I named this Clean Poetry/Rap), not even using *** instead of word is allowed, because raps with them are so unoriginal these days.2. If more than four lines (so four lines is okay) in a row can be found on a Google search in a person's rap posted previously online, you will be full forfeit of seven points. The person must be an actual rapper, it's okay to copy some things from others but not 100% of rap definitely.3. Must be a bit funny and original, don't use classic lines only.4. Insulting mothers is lame... this isn't a rule but just letting you know what I, and hopefully voters, regard raps to the opponent's mother. Mothers are extremely special figures in most people's lives, it's not the way of rap in my opinion.My round 1 Rap:Yo, I'm about to explain why I'm rational,But I'm also a madman,I'm a thinker, hyperactively logical,I always conjure insanely well thought-out plans,I'm the most rational of thinkers,When I need to be,I put the thinker to the T,And the genius to the G,But when it's time,To just let loose,Not a care in the world,Thinking's no use,When it's time to be happy,No time to be sad,That's when the other side of me,Is unleashed to be mad.Some people call me insane,They insult me, it causes pain,I've grown up alone,No one to confide in,Like a dog searching for a bone,But the skeleton keeps hiding,I wished for love,But my school mates and dad gave me none,I was at the bottom of the food chain,Wishing I was number one.You might think that's a bad thing,I wouldn't blame you if you did,I've been bullied,Been the victim,Every day that I was a kid,I was the kid,in the corner of the class,Waiting for the time to pass,Always raised my hand up to ask,Questions that the teachers passed...Off as being far too smart,I'd be the guy they tore apart,The guy they hated for having a brain,For having an emotional heart,And hell it felt pain.The students said I was a loser,But I just stayed tough,I've been through stuff you wouldn't dream of,My childhood was rather rough,I've lived in five different countries,Believe it or not,I've seen the cold winters of America,And the UAE when it's hot,I've lived in Kenya,With power cuts,In England with students that have knives,I'm international,No ifs or buts,I've been to countries where men are proud to beat their wives,I've seen real children starving,I've seen guys fight to the death,It's no joke,This world is brutal,That's why I'm mad and the best,At being mad and rational,At the same time,So how can you ever beat me fool?It's your turn to rhyme.
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

Instilled inside me is remorse I've done my part until I'm hoarse And yet the pro side doesn't see The meaning in my poetry The surface of my word assaults Picks at minor minor faults That's because parameter's set Requirements are fulfilled and met While I succeed in this degree You spite me for not being free By doing so you gave concession To this battle no exception I, by picking rhythmic assault, Attacked the core; the nuts and bolts Of a faulty form of verse Forgive me I'll be very terse I hope you read this carefully And wish you don't skim pompously Read the meaning of my words Absorb this critic's rhyming cords Deep in your soul within is bound A hatred of the rules around But what's the reason for this hate? Contentious spirit so innate. Ponder on your logic's tree: The source of nonconformity What makes the rules so good you ask? Why should I, in conformity bask? In retrospect my question is What is truly wrong with it? What about conformity Don't you like? Explain to me. I believe your upstart heart, The need to be a man apart, Is made by your environment North Korea's decadent But what about good policies? Some used by good democracies? How is it that anarchy Will create full harmony? To put it here quite simply Just thinking of conformity Makes you shudder restlessly With no apparent reasoning It's only the idea you hate Uniqueness isn't always great You ask why structure should be there I'll tell you why with rhyming pairs Look at ancient poetry How did they last the coarse centuries?
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

I've been given lots of words to chew So chew I will, I'll do it thorough too Like a snake I'll sink my teeth in you You may just end up being viper poo What have you got: a worthless pheasantry? What made you think free lancing lines are worthy? You've made a horrid error from the start By using style unworthy in these parts Recall the context of this rap debate Rhythmic rhyming must be clear to readers Not only is the rhythm not innate Your rhymes are those made by sneaky cheaters Let's take a look at some of that false rhyme It takes no skill to make these wastes of time You need to see what pro was trying there I will explain my statement; listen here The juxtaposition of those ragged lines Are the only ones that make the rhymes I could mash words just as carelessly And end up with disgusting poetry For example this bad rhythm Is made without my having to try at all; I'll still beat him This is so easy it's not even funny So why doesn't pro put more effort into his debauchery? There's one more round for him, try to incorporate real rhyme within So far there's none; debate context says I win. And furthermore, there's just no real rhyme I mean look at this mime Of this crappy style written out without thought or effort There's completely NOTHING but vague metaphorical imagery. With this, my opponent will be hurt. See what I did there? I inserted a random line to make the rhyming work My opponent contends that he has exhibited the use of great rhymes. What a stupid jerk. The juxtaposition of the lines are the only ones making the end rhymes.. Let me come up with one just off the top of my head, I'll sour my opponent with verbal limes Throughout this entire rap battle My opponent is so full of failure, I'm sure he will waddle The above two lines are called stupidity. If his rap-poetry is truly great I'll concede automatically and do another debate. Pro thinks that he's flying in freedom of birds That structure is veiled within flailing words There's so much in english that he has not heard All I can see is a monstruous mess With images weak without a good rest Granted he shows metaphorical care But bleak without structure; it is just bare Since this whole round is the last for attacks I'll joyfully do so, in my next acts You think you're a bird a free acting snake? You're nothing to me, I've wrath in my wake. Down through the heavens I'll plummet to thee And crush all your hopes and your small flying spree I'll snap through your wings. Straight into the ground Abound in great chains you soon will be found With sickles and knives and acid debris I'll wear you away with masochist glee When nothing but pain grows into your mind What you have claimed oh you'll truly find I'll leave you with naught but a morsel of thought Left only for you, weak ravashing rot. Recall that small life, those short worthless goals That have been made, now fruitless behold! (anapestic dactyl lines In my lines they intertwine)
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

This is round where I tear you to pieces,This is the part where I show all who this is,This is the part where I explain why you're just a little child,You can't take pain,You insult appearance alone,Are you truly that vain? There's thing called a skull bone,Inside there's a brain,Maybe you should use it...You say my lines don't look even,That's because I'd odd,There's no system to this madman's writings,The scheme is hard to decipher,You're merely a rat I'm inviting,I am the Pied Piper,Merciless like a viper,I'm horrific, I'm hyper,Peed your pants? Should be wearing a diaper.It takes a man with no plan,To be me,The only plan I have,Is to forever be free,From the chains imposed upon me personality,By this disgusting, mistrusting, prejudiced society.So my lines a jagged,As is my soul,I have many flaws,I don't hide in a hole,I let the world know,Yes I'm flawed,But when people read, or hear, my poetry,Don't question its structure,They all applaud.I don't write to look beautiful,Is this why you write?Is it your insecurity,With how you look when you fight?This battle is not one of art,It's just the martial,My weapons is pen, I write from the heart,I write like Slim Shady, yes mister Marshall.You write from your eyes,What looks good, even if it's lies,Just must be written for the sake of appearance,Do you have a phobia of a messy presence?You infantile failure,You ridiculous moron,You speak of the appearance of lines on a page,And expect onlookers to cheer you on?Can you not dissect my poem,Must you dissect the way it appears?Well no wonder you're a beginner,When you fail, you shed tears.To overcome the pain,You drink a few beers,I'm the devil of you're religion,I'm the pinnacle of your fears.I put you in your place,Your place is below all of humanity,You overrate appearance, conformity and sanity,Whilst not quite understanding all that matters is the art,Art is not made to look like perfection,It's made to move one's metaphorical heart.You think putting a statistic of my percentage won,Is the way a poet should prove his opponent wrong?Statistically,Empirically,Factually,And Lyrically,You fail, so bad,Hysterically,You think some how,You can beat me...I'm about to turn your statistic from 100% to half that size in one debate,You barely will affect mine, you're just a house, I'm the Empire State,I'm a skyscraper, I touch places of the mental world you cannot reach,I break barriers set up by society that you think one cannot breach.You are a fool, You are a beginner,You have no talent in thinking, let alone writing,I'm bound to be the winner,Victory is mine,Yours is far from reach,I am an ocean, you are a beach,I erode you,I corrode you,I smash against you, leave you nowhere to go to,You can pray,To get away,But when my words have had their say,When I have the terrain of poetry with which to play,I'm like Santa on the Eve of Christmas Day,I'm efficient,Proficient,I can rhyme insanely well,I look forward to your attempt at a response,If talent where an odor, you have no smell.
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

Pro's disappointing these poor eyes There's just no pattern why oh why? Besides for some vague imagery Coupled with a fail rhyme-scheme There's really nothing there to read Bad overall aesthetically They're jagged lines you can't deny With ugly meter ugly rhymes At least attempt to make pattern Or go conceal in dank taverns What's with the dumb buffoonery? Attempt a meter, please oh please! Let's address this silliness: Nonsense sharks and swans and fish, Baboons and aliens in the lines They render nothing bad of mines He claims I'm weak. He claims I'm dumb. He claims he's sleak. The claims of scum! Pro clearly fails to justify Faulty statements, framing lies No evidence to claims up top Nothing to support his BoP The weakness statement made to Pro Is not false as evidence shows Let's take a look at just how low His winning rate can really go?[1] I thought I'd face some resistance And not this insignificance There's naught to read and naught to like How will you fight these verbal strikes? [1] http://debate.org... [1]
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

I laughed when the reading of your rap was complete,You think that piece of poo.. oops I mean poetry is something with which you can compete? Dear, oh dear, you have a lot to learn,In hell, that's where you shall burn,The hell is mine,I'm the devil,The fire is my words hurting you at a deep emotional level.The fact that you interpreted,The 'you in me' phrase,In a way that displays your sick, infatuated,Image of me in several ways,Shows me just you interpret a metaphor,You IQ is as low as your libido is high,You seem to think with your penis,and see with only your physical eye,You're a buffoon,Trying to fight me like a baboon,But you forget I'm the king Kong of this terrain,And very soon,You will feel pain,Pain in your sol, pain in your mind,The pain will be so intense, I won't be kind,Ill make you realise, help you find,Just how much nonsense must be bold, italic and underlined.You say I"m the ugly duck,I said I"m the one who becomes the swan,You just grow fat, old and ugly,Your 'puberty' switch failed to turn on,You have nothing about your physique,To attract an female on Earth,You call me foolish, TERM ME WEAK,But you were both back to, and including, the instant in time that was your birth.You say my face is muck,You haven't seen my face,If my face is muck I'm in luck,You're is the colour of a mysterious race,It's green in appearance,Your eyes are bright red,Oh dear sir are you sick?Let me help you fall down dead,*smack* is that better?That plonk on your head?A wake up call to reality,Skinny-boy you need to be fed!Just kidding, you're obese,Oh wait I don't' know for I can't see you,So if you wish to insult me, at least make your insults be true.You think I'm a liar?Think I'm a piteous swine,Your rap's idiocy rose eternally higher,With every word, bar, and line,It was horrifically worded,Your sense of poetic talent is rubbish,If I had a genie and only one wish,I'd wish for more wishes,If that was disallowed I'd wish we were both fish,I'd be a great white shark,You'd be a clownfish, you're a joke,You'd hide in your anenome, until you needed food and you'd poke,You head out, next thing, you're bitten,My teeth ripped off your head,I'm dominant,The ruler,Biologically meant,To speed up to the moment where you are dead.Dead to me, dead to you,Don't deny it, it's true,I'm the alpha, you're the beta,I'm me, and you're you. I'm biologically designed,In a manner that's to refined,So streamlined,I think you'll find,I was built and brought up to be merciless and unkind.
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

Now to make some more contentions My opponent made concessions By calling this beginner, aye! At least a winner by a rhyme! Pro is rather really meek What you've got is nothing scary I will show you pain to parry That notion that you think I'm weak I'd fight you til I'm brittle brine Without an inch of skin of mine I'd fight till eyeballs roll around With limbs severed and on the ground With searing coals behind my eyes And daggers stabbing in my thighs There's naught to stop me til' I'm dead I'll fill you full of bloody red My words will crush you, bone by bone What's that nonsense? Stick and Stone? Don't complain, there's naught to gain You're agonizing thoughts are all inane. The body must be paid for decadence. Your blood should run aground in great penance Are you afraid? Oh calm your braids You're girly habits should be stayed Let's see how you will try to play This game of being full insane
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

The objective of this contest was to rip me to shreds,But all I see is you being a chick pillow fighting on beds,I don't want no chick fight, When I fight there are rolling heads,When I fight I have no regrets.This is a rap battle, you aint even dissed me once,You might think you dissed my rhyming scheme,But that just makes you look like a dunce,Your poetry is beautiful,Your rhythm is amazing,Oops, did I just say that all?My sarcasm beeper is blazing.Now listen here 'beginner'your name might rhyme with winner,But with every word I write on this page,The fine line between you and defeat, gets eternally thinner,Life is a game of luck,Let's roll the dice, turn the spinner,Oh dear I rolled a six I must be the swan from an ugly duck,You're just another less attractive swimmer.When you see my poetry,When you feel it jump out from this page,When you feel the 'you' in 'me',When you empathise with my rage,Only then will you begin,To come close to the level of this beast,You're a gazelle, I'm a lion,I spit at you like it's a feast.you stand no chance,but you can try,You're like a cancer patient,Bound to die,Are there tears forming at your eye?Poor little baby, please don't cry.I rule the roost,All chicks are mine,You're bound to loose,Just wasting time,Until my life story,Has another victory,And you're just another reason,Why I worry,For the human race's IQ,There's tons of fools, just like you,Think they're clever,Think they know,Tons of thing,But it's just for show.I know you're mister beginner,You've just begun,The worst decision of you DDO career,Bad move son.Peace out buddy, this is over, I'm done,But have fun getting roasted,You're a chicken, I'm the sun. --------------------100% original work of RationalMadman--------------------
Clean Poetry/Rap Debate/Battle (Original work only)

I accept this cool debate I hope to find you to be great Regarding copying other text Copy even ten percent Is a forfeit in my book So please don't copy anything And here's more things we should consider A rhythmic theme is not all rhyme For example look at mines Filled with poetic rhyme and meter Trochaic iambs line by line Pro seems to not have either one But try your best, we still have time I've used more rhythmic measures Than the pro side has to offer Not only do I often rhyme My meter is just pure sublime Con's technique reads beautifully Heroic couplet writing spree!
Abortion should remain legal in the United States

Resolution : Abortion should remain legal in the United States. There are some circumstances that justify abortion therefore it should be legal. This is a shared BOPCon is acknowledging and accepting that abortion should be illegal in all circumstance and that there is no circumstance that justifies an abortion. Illegal in this debate shall be defined as - Banning the practice of abortion in all circumstances. Rules(1) Valid RFD for votes(2) 48 hour argument time(3) 10,000 character limit. (4) In the last round con shall type "no round as agreed upon", failure to type this will result in a full 7 point concession from con because it awards him/her an extra round to argue(5) A ff of a round will result in the loss of a conduct point(6) 2 ffs will result in a full 7 point concession'StructureMeR1 : Rules and outlineR2 : Opening Argument no rebuttalsR3 : Crystallizing final points, rebuttals, and closing statements. Adversary R1: Opening argumentsR2: Crystallizing final points, rebuttals, and closing statements. R3 : Adversary shall type "no round as agreed upon"
Abortion should remain legal in the United States

"1st of all I would like for you to change some of the rule. Your resolution is not fair for the Con. Here is why, you said abortion should be illegal IN ALL CIRCUMSTANCE AND THAT THERE IS NO CIRCUMSTANCE THAT JUSTIFIES AN ABORTION, and there are always circumstances for something"Just for reference Con can not change the resolution. I clearly stated that Con "is accepting the fact that abortion should be illegal in every circumstance". Con then states " Therefore I would argue that abortion should not be allowed except for certain circumstances. "At this point the debate is overR1 Rules : "Con is acknowledging and accepting that abortion should be illegal in all circumstance and that there is no circumstance that justifies an abortion"I am however going to abide my rules and if con fails to refute it under the guidelines that he has accepted there is no reason to continue this debate because of him changing the rules. This is not allowedAbortion in cases where the mother can die(1) Justifiable Homicide - When committed in self-defense by one who reasonably believes that he is in imminent danger of losing his life or receiving great bodily harm and that the killing is necessary to save himself from that danger[1]This is even operating under the assumption that a fetus is in fact a life, which can be contested by itself. The point to this contention is that we are afforded the right to defend ourselves from harm. Right to self defense - [2]This varies from state to state, but almost any state grants you the right to defend yourself lethally if your life is in danger. This in some state statues is also referred to as a Stand your ground law [3].About 650 women die each year in the United States as a result of pregnancy complications [4]. In this circumstance abortion should be legal specifically. I am have shown one specific incident where abortion should be legal and have affirmed the resolution. Ending Premises[1] Women die from pregnancy complications (around 650 yearly in the USA)[4][2] The act of making abortion illegal entirely would deny these women the right to save their life[3] We are afforded the right to defend ourselves from death or lethal force. [1][2][3][4] The fetus is inflicting deadly and lethal harm upon he mother in these 650 situations[5] If abortion were entirely illegal we would be deny the mother the right to defend herself, therefore abortion should be legal in some situations which affirms the resolution that I presented. Sources[1] http://www.legis.state.la.us...[2] http://www.princeton.edu...[3] http://en.wikipedia.org...[4] http://www.cdc.gov...