The following is a rap battle between myself, Dr. Bensina, and a good friend of mine, MC Muffin. I got schooled.
Muffin
You think your rhymes fast?
Well my rhyme is faster
got a midget on my neck like my man master blaster
chasin round Mad Max and my girl Tina Turner
Turner? I'd turn 'er, turn on the after burners
On the oil rig, but don't light a cig, or the explosion is a gonna be big
DrBensina
Throwin' out Mel Gibson ain't gonna win the fight
Not quite the right light when my rhymes are this tight
Hold back your spite, I'm unaffected
resurrected, never gonna be subjected
to your wack beats, set to defeat
In a battle with the rabble, cuz I dabble in l337
Muffin
what goes up must come down
with your rhymes that lame im gonna stomp yah to the ground
I roll with einstein, with galileo and newton
with my rhymes so fly yo' comp's gonna need rebootin
Inertias comin at yah, so you better take a potion
as I smack you to the earth, beaten by the laws of motion
DrBensina
Thermodynamics? Quantum mechanics?
You better start to panic, I'm a physics fanatic
angular velocity on top of the philosophy
smarter mind than Pythagorus or Aristophanes
Can't cop to these hypotheses
You wanna rock with me? Just gotta say 'Please!'
Seven Seas can't contain my lyrical talent
all you do when you face me's make your wackness apparent
Muffin
You may got your science but I got my grammar
I bust rhymes flyer then MC hammer
My rhymes so funky, my rythyms so dope
All my romantic homeboys, shelley keats and pope
Are down with the words that just flow from my gullet
You might as well move south and grow you a mullet
so just give up now it doesnt make much sense
your nerdcore rap aint worth a sixthpence
DrBensina
What nonsense from yonder window breaks?
MC Muffin showin' he just ain't got what it takes
tryin' to fake his way with the rhythm and rhyme
Give me time to shine, rock the mic sublime
changin' up the time
walk a fine line
between genius and madness
you never had this
elastic tongue, whippin' lyrics like cream
when I came on the scene, knew I'd reign supreme
As the poet who know it, tell it like the Bard's Tale
But your lyrics are criminal, they should throw you in jail
Unveil your cell mate, wants to teach you to dance
Word of advice: don't let him take off your pants
Muffin
Look at this kid, actin like me
I call him a foo, like im big Mr T.
He surely is trippin, right down on his face
and it takes this hobbit, to put him in his place
My feet be furry, my rhymes be furrier
to get em to you I need a lightspeed courier
So listen Bensina, you got a small wiener
when your mom was'a have you, she drank toilet cleaner
Your brains malformed, your face even worse
Looks like you opened Tuts tomb and picked up his curse
So drop the shenanigans, drop all tomfoolery
hand over your wallet and the rest of your jewlery
DrBensina
So that's what it comes to? A tired old robbery?
After I gotta deal with your lyrical snobbery?
You don't wanna step to me, try to make the rhymes furious
You won't like me when I'm angry, you really sure a' dis?
Like Doctor Bruce Banner, got my MC degree
Gimme the respect that I deserve, or I'll bury you, see?
Rhymes run right through you like gamma radiation
So much emotional pain, you'll be beggin' for sedation
and my elation at your station will be nearin' the top
Pull out all the stops when my anger unlocks
you'll get rocked if you wanna mess with me further
now step the fuck back, short, ign'ant Nerf Herder
Muffin
Pshht bitch, Hulk can kiss my marvel
Belongs in comics like he belongs in Carvel
for me, mon frer, got me good old spider man
while your lame ass banner is kicking the can
My boys got inteligence, wicked dexterity
Plus not to mention a tad more popularity
then Hulks stupid bipolarity which leads to the hilarity
of his pants splittin in twain
when his size goes up, he loses his brain
just like you, your intellect lacking
if i see you on the street, bitch you better be packing
or you'll earn up a smacking, that will pick up your slacking
so you maybe you dont deserve this rythmic bushwacking
but i tell you what bensina, your ribs'll be cracking
now that froze up your rhymes, like yo' dropped in carbonite
you aint worth my time so bitch I say goodnite
Muffin
You think your rhymes fast?
Well my rhyme is faster
got a midget on my neck like my man master blaster
chasin round Mad Max and my girl Tina Turner
Turner? I'd turn 'er, turn on the after burners
On the oil rig, but don't light a cig, or the explosion is a gonna be big
DrBensina
Throwin' out Mel Gibson ain't gonna win the fight
Not quite the right light when my rhymes are this tight
Hold back your spite, I'm unaffected
resurrected, never gonna be subjected
to your wack beats, set to defeat
In a battle with the rabble, cuz I dabble in l337
Muffin
what goes up must come down
with your rhymes that lame im gonna stomp yah to the ground
I roll with einstein, with galileo and newton
with my rhymes so fly yo' comp's gonna need rebootin
Inertias comin at yah, so you better take a potion
as I smack you to the earth, beaten by the laws of motion
DrBensina
Thermodynamics? Quantum mechanics?
You better start to panic, I'm a physics fanatic
angular velocity on top of the philosophy
smarter mind than Pythagorus or Aristophanes
Can't cop to these hypotheses
You wanna rock with me? Just gotta say 'Please!'
Seven Seas can't contain my lyrical talent
all you do when you face me's make your wackness apparent
Muffin
You may got your science but I got my grammar
I bust rhymes flyer then MC hammer
My rhymes so funky, my rythyms so dope
All my romantic homeboys, shelley keats and pope
Are down with the words that just flow from my gullet
You might as well move south and grow you a mullet
so just give up now it doesnt make much sense
your nerdcore rap aint worth a sixthpence
DrBensina
What nonsense from yonder window breaks?
MC Muffin showin' he just ain't got what it takes
tryin' to fake his way with the rhythm and rhyme
Give me time to shine, rock the mic sublime
changin' up the time
walk a fine line
between genius and madness
you never had this
elastic tongue, whippin' lyrics like cream
when I came on the scene, knew I'd reign supreme
As the poet who know it, tell it like the Bard's Tale
But your lyrics are criminal, they should throw you in jail
Unveil your cell mate, wants to teach you to dance
Word of advice: don't let him take off your pants
Muffin
Look at this kid, actin like me
I call him a foo, like im big Mr T.
He surely is trippin, right down on his face
and it takes this hobbit, to put him in his place
My feet be furry, my rhymes be furrier
to get em to you I need a lightspeed courier
So listen Bensina, you got a small wiener
when your mom was'a have you, she drank toilet cleaner
Your brains malformed, your face even worse
Looks like you opened Tuts tomb and picked up his curse
So drop the shenanigans, drop all tomfoolery
hand over your wallet and the rest of your jewlery
DrBensina
So that's what it comes to? A tired old robbery?
After I gotta deal with your lyrical snobbery?
You don't wanna step to me, try to make the rhymes furious
You won't like me when I'm angry, you really sure a' dis?
Like Doctor Bruce Banner, got my MC degree
Gimme the respect that I deserve, or I'll bury you, see?
Rhymes run right through you like gamma radiation
So much emotional pain, you'll be beggin' for sedation
and my elation at your station will be nearin' the top
Pull out all the stops when my anger unlocks
you'll get rocked if you wanna mess with me further
now step the fuck back, short, ign'ant Nerf Herder
Muffin
Pshht bitch, Hulk can kiss my marvel
Belongs in comics like he belongs in Carvel
for me, mon frer, got me good old spider man
while your lame ass banner is kicking the can
My boys got inteligence, wicked dexterity
Plus not to mention a tad more popularity
then Hulks stupid bipolarity which leads to the hilarity
of his pants splittin in twain
when his size goes up, he loses his brain
just like you, your intellect lacking
if i see you on the street, bitch you better be packing
or you'll earn up a smacking, that will pick up your slacking
so you maybe you dont deserve this rythmic bushwacking
but i tell you what bensina, your ribs'll be cracking
now that froze up your rhymes, like yo' dropped in carbonite
you aint worth my time so bitch I say goodnite