Max Tate VS Frank D. Black: The Rap Battle!, Venham, torçam, e opinem!

[Davew]

- Opá...não tudo bem... - Disse " passando " a mão pelas suas roupas para tirar as pipocas que ficaram grudadas nas sua roupas.

" - Tudo bem...claro! claro! isso que acontece por vir nesses lugares...isso é lugar pra um marines estar? pif... " - Kairui voltava para o seu lugar com uma expressão de raiva, simplesmente talvez não era seu dia de sorte. Pelos menos ele ainda tinha as pipocas...e logo os dois competidores faziam suas apresentações...

- YEAHHHH!!! Eat this! One-arm man! ( ò.ó )

[Jolly Roger]

Black acabava sua longa historia, porém, aparentemente o convencido Max Tate não gostava de uma boa música country chutante de bundas, e por isso, ele pagaria caro..

Max - Yeah, you told me a good story,
Indeed, I was almost snoring.
But I don't think that'll make a difference,
Be it comedy, thriller, or romance!
And you little buddy that started playing,
Why dontcha' come here and say your prayers?
I'm better than y'all and I'll tell you why:
I got the better looks,
I got the better style,
And if we run a meter,
I will beat you by a mile!

Esse trecho provoca Frank, o deixando com leve raiva de Max, e em uma posição mais competetiva, começando logo a rima usando o violão com a sua mastria normal.

Frank - Hey boy, You got many to learn that night.
You think, that you are the guy, Baha, you are sou vain!
You have to learn: You gonna lose this fight!
And i feel, this rout, gonna cause you pain!
I fight with my soul, and just one sword
You have to lession boy, mark my word:
You got fourteen years, and you are thinking that you are the boss..
I´m sorry but, you are wrong, and i you will fall..
No matter, how many clinks you call..
You will leave with just one thing: One loss.
You are here, because you are alive..
I´m here because: I fight to survive!

E ele começa um solo com o violão bem longo, lembrando a todos quem era "FRANK D. BLACK" e o quão grandioso era sua música country com leves toques do Rock.

This post has been edited by Jolly Roger on Oct 17 2009, 06:43 PM

[Davew]

- Oy!!! OYYY!!! ISSO SÓ FICA CADA VEZ MELHOR!!! - Kairui estava " fervendo ", simplesmente, a única coisa que poderia deixar o tritão mais animado era uma luta.

- KILLTEACH HIM, ONE ARM MAN!!!

[Buse]

Sanroki se levantava e ia até a garota, pegando pipocas que tinham ficado sobre seu cabelo e roupas e comendo, despreocupadamente. Ela, por sua vez, nem parecia notar, se esforçando para limpar Kairui, sem sucesso.

Kairui: Opa... não tudo bem...

Garota: Sim... sim... desculpe... eu, eu vou buscar um pano e, mais pipocas... desculpe, desculpe...

Dizia a garota, nervosa e envergonhada, enquanto saía correndo em direção à produção/cozinha da arena, deixando algumas pipocas caindo para trás. Enquanto isso, Frank continuava sua música, visivelmente estressado.

Frank: Hey boy, You got many to learn that night.
You think, that you are the guy, Baha, you are sou vain!
You have to learn: You gonna lose this fight!
And i feel, this rout, gonna cause you pain!
I fight with my soul, and just one sword
You have to lession boy, mark my word:
You got fourteen years, and you are thinking that you are the boss..
I´m sorry but, you are wrong, and i you will fall..
No matter, how many clinks you call..
You will leave with just one thing: One loss.
You are here, because you are alive...
I´m here because: I fight to survive!

Max:

Oh my world, you're making me laugh.
You say that I'm here, just because I'm alive,
And you say that you're here, coz' you fight to survive.
Well, I'm gonna tell you some things, that are about life:
You don't know how to live,
You don't know how to die,
Well my friend you must learn,
How to stay alive!
You're so pissed off, should stop worrying,
Well, maybe for some days, you should take a break on working.
You should just relax, because life is only one,
So, be just like me, and live life as it comes!

Talvez o garoto tentava manter seu adversário mais calmo, ou tentava deixar ele mais estressado, ninguém sabia.

Max:

Well my frien, I must say,
I like your singing style.
It doesn't suck or is gay,
But I still beat you by a mile!
And right now, you may be thinking that rap is a thing for fags,
It doesn't matter what you thing, cuz' I'll beat your ass!

Johnny: E... estou sem palavras!!!

Kouji: Realmente, os dois cantam razoavelmente bem... eu só quero ver onde essa disputa vai!

This post has been edited by Buse on Oct 19 2009, 04:27 PM

[Jolly Roger]

Max tenta novamente, deixar Frank irritado, ou pelo menos, é isso que dá pra entender.

Max - Oh my world, you're making me laugh. 1
You say that I'm here, just because I'm alive, 2
And you say that you're here, coz' you fight to survive. 3
Well, I'm gonna tell you some things, that are about life: 4
You don't know how to live, 5
You don't know how to die, 6
Well my friend you must learn, 7
How to stay alive! 8
You're so pissed off, should stop worrying, 9
Well, maybe for some days, you should take a break on working. 10
You should just relax, because life is only one, 11
So, be just like me, and live life as it comes! 12

Como se isso não bastasse, ele ainda provoca Frank DE NOVO, ele sem dúvida, queria levar um soco na fuça..

Max - Well my frien, I must say, 13
I like your singing style. 14
It doesn't suck or is gay, 15
But I still beat you by a mile! 16
And right now, you may be thinking that rap is a thing for fags, 17
It doesn't matter what you thing, cuz' I'll beat your ass! 18

Black, saca [novamente] seu violão, e encarando Max duramente, se havia algo que o Desmembrado não gostava era de alguém que tentava dizer a ele "saber mais sobre a vida" do que ele próprio..

Frank - My boy, you say, that i don´t know how live?
Bahahaaha, this canoot be.
Excuseme buddy, you must be kidding me!
My life, wasn´t a paradise..
You know, i´m gonna tell one story friend,
Because this is my story, i have my pride..
When i was quite young, my father leaves home.
Starting this point, i just know it, i was alone..
By the way, my mother lifes, had come to the end.
After that, in my ten years, i begin on my work, twenty hours by day.
Food? Baha, I bad could pay.
You know, i have a litle brother, a beatiful baby.
I always think: "I can fed this thing?" the always answer was was: Maybe.
For fed the baby, I buy some bread.
He like it, but i didn´t eat.
Hungry like the hell, working like a machine, with no chance of fun.
So, you like my childhood my son?

Ele toca mais um pouco e termina solene, só que agora sem mais o acompanhamento do violão, aquilo era OBVIAMENTE um sermão, ou talvez um fim de música..

Frank - You Probably have all those things: love, fun, food.
And for that i salute you..
But, between us: I have lived some more, more than you.
So, don´t use "moral lessions" about live on me, because this one thing of a fool.

Ele termina e coloca o violão em seu colo, olhando pra Max com um olhar de um pai [compreensivo e severo ao mesmo tempo.]

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OFF: 1000 POSTS!

[Davew]

Kairui estava sem palavras. Não tinha a mínima idéia de para quem torcer. Largando os sacos de pipoca ali, o tritão correu até a " borda " da arena, afim de gritar mais ainda.

- OH MY GOD...GOD LIKE!
I WANNA SEE MORE...
I WANNA SEE THE FIGHT!!
I WANAA SEE U TWO...
TEACH EACH ORDER HOW TO KEEP ALIVE!!

Gritou Kairui. Estava muito empolgado com a " batalha " dos competidores.

[Buse]

Frank acabava se sentindo provocado por aquilo, e respondia educadamente, chamando o garoto de mimado.

Frank - My boy, you say, that i don´t know how live?
Bahahaaha, this canoot be.
Excuseme buddy, you must be kidding me!
My life, wasn´t a paradise..
You know, i´m gonna tell one story friend,
Because this is my story, i have my pride..
When i was quite young, my father leaves home.
Starting this point, i just know it, i was alone..
By the way, my mother lifes, had come to the end.
After that, in my ten years, i begin on my work, twenty hours by day.
Food? Baha, I bad could pay.
You know, i have a litle brother, a beatiful baby.
I always think: "I can fed this thing?" the always answer was was: Maybe.
For fed the baby, I buy some bread.
He like it, but i didn´t eat.
Hungry like the hell, working like a machine, with no chance of fun.
So, you like my childhood my son?
You Probably have all those things: love, fun, food.
And for that i salute you..
But, between us: I have lived some more, more than you.
So, don´t use "moral lessions" about live on me, because this one thing of a fool.

Johnny: Começou a melhor parte da briga... quando um começa a tentar deixar o outro puto.

Kouji: Na maioria das vezes que o Max me derrotou, foi com essa estratégia... eu sou a prova viva, funciona.

Johnny: Ah, mas também, você fica puto com qualquer coisa...

Kouji: COMO É QUE É?!?!?

Porém, antes que pudessem continuar, um louco corria até a borda, gritando para os competidores. Gritava loucamente, porém, Max o ignorava... bem, o ignorava um pouco, ainda estendia a mão para o tritão em sinal de positivo, ou fazendo um gesto obceno, não dava pra ver direito por causa da distância.

Max:

Moral lessons? Go to hell,
Well my friend, you had a soul to sell,
I do know your story, yeah, I know it well,
Well, I, too, was up high, and I, too, fell.

Então, o garoto fazia uma pausa, e voltava a cantar, porém, um pouco mais lenta e calmamente, fugindo um pouco do rap.

Max:

Well, we both had to face the fiends,
But to hell with them, because then came the friends,
I may be weak to fight alone,
But when we fight together, our weakness is none!

See that guy up there that I call friend?
Well he's nimble, quick, and agile on his feet,
There's no life that he wants to end,
But if one touches his friends, then even hell he will defeat!

And you see that girl by his side, that is cheering for me?
Well, some can say that she's worse than crap,
That's a lie, it's just because behind us we let her be,
But one's true strenght comes, when he got something to protect!

But don't you think that I'm good and legal and all,
Because as rioters and pirates, we're outlaws,
Maybe life is just a test,
Maybe in the end we will just rest,
Well, what's behind every corner, we don't know,
So just enjoy life like no tomorrow!

O garoto, então, começava a recuperar o ritmo, mas ainda não mantinha toda aquela velocidade desenfreada dos raps, se mantendo em algo com uma melodia mais semelhante ao rock.

Max:

But well, it doesn't matter,
I just think that it's not right,
To have your heart on a silver platter,
And your head hidden into the night!

But Ha! Like you were going to listen,
I think I'm going Boo!
Well then, I've already sung,
And I want to see, what you will do!

Make your move,
Make your stand,
Make the win, ha!
Like you can,
See this battle,
See me rule,
See the mirror,
You see a fool!

Johnny: YEAH!!! GO, MAX!!!

Kouji: Johnny, somos narradores, temos que... ah, foda-se a imparcialidade! ROCK IT!!!

Johnny:

Shoot to kill!

Kouji:

Show your skill!

[Davew]

Não vendo jesto que o rapper tinha feito, Kairui apenas continuou com grande sorriso no rosto e pulava enquando Max " improvisava. "


- U see, One arm guy!
That's wat u get!
be prepare to be dead!

C'mon I wanna see blood!!!


Kairui continuava a gritar, como um fã louco. Apenas provocava os competidores um por vez, queria ver os dois dando o máximo se si.

[Jolly Roger]

OFF: Buse, eu vou acrescentar ao jogo dois narradores que são criação minha, right?

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ON:

Max, o garoto tosco, com suas rimas copiadas de músicas de Devil May Cry rimas potentes do RAP levemente sem-sentido. querendo provocar nosso amigo FRANK D. "MODAFOCKA" Black.

Max - Moral lessons? Go to hell,
Well my friend, you had a soul to sell,
I do know your story, yeah, I know it well,
Well, I, too, was up high, and I, too, fell.

Well, we both had to face the fiends,
But to hell with them, because then came the friends,
I may be weak to fight alone,
But when we fight together, our weakness is none!

See that guy up there that I call friend?
Well he's nimble, quick, and agile on his feet,
There's no life that he wants to end,
But if one touches his friends, then even hell he will defeat!

And you see that girl by his side, that is cheering for me?
Well, some can say that she's worse than crap,
That's a lie, it's just because behind us we let her be,
But one's true strenght comes, when he got something to protect!

But don't you think that I'm good and legal and all,
Because as rioters and pirates, we're outlaws,
Maybe life is just a test,
Maybe in the end we will just rest,
Well, what's behind every corner, we don't know,
So just enjoy life like no tomorrow!

But well, it doesn't matter,
I just think that it's not right,
To have your heart on a silver platter,
And your head hidden into the night!

But Ha! Like you were going to listen,
I think I'm going Boo!
Well then, I've already sung,
And I want to see, what you will do!

Make your move,
Make your stand,
Make the win, ha!
Like you can,
See this battle,
See me rule,
See the mirror,
You see a fool!

Black calmamente ignora todos os argumentos do Max [Já que eles nem faziam muito sentido mesmo..] e apenas afina o violão para depois começar em seu ritmo que misturava country com rock clássico, mas agora ele tocava bem calmamente, dando mais destaque a sua voz.

Frank - Shut up, useless boy..

Toca um pouco[/s]

Frank - Hear the song, you will enjoy..

[b]Agora ele fica mais puxado pro rock heavy metal, algo que ele só tinha feito agora, além de finalmente se levantar [todo esse tempo Frank estava sentado no chão e começa.

Frank - We start at the first light.
Questin for victory with song and might.
The battle lies ahead.
Feel of me, only dread!
We raise the black flag!
And ready our attack!

E começa um solo de heavy metal frenetico, depois volta ainda mais heavy metalsistico.

Scream high, storm the walls!
We will see this ringy fall!
Show no mercy in the fight!
The sky will burn with blood that night!

Depois dessa parte ROCK N ROLL HEAVY METAL MODAFOCKA ele desacelera para um rock clássico stiloso que é tão stiloso que parece atrair o badass power pra quem o canta.

Frank - Ain't no gun.
Ain't no knife.
Don 't you start the fight.
I' dirty, mean and mighty unclean..
I'm a wanted man..
Public enemy number one, understand.
The man is back in town.
Don' t mess me round.

Um solo bastante stiloso de violão que emula guitarra de uns 2 minutos e depois volta pra música cantando ainda mais fodastikamente, retornando pro ritmo mais rock clássico misturado com heavy metal.

Frank - Using only this arm..
I will cause you harm..
Beware boy, your friend, won´t protect you.
The time has come dude.
This is nothing but rude!
There´s no stopping..
For all this topping!
No matter what you size, crushing bones like flys!
Listen all you fools!
Don ´t you know that the Black rules?
I told you once, i won ´t told you twice!
Now heed my word and pay my price!

Depois ele entra em RAGE MODE um estado de extremo ânimo e começa a tocar freneticamente em heavy metal.

Frank - Beware boy, your doom.
It´s coming soon!
Let´s sing deadly High!
Oh yeah, that´s right
Let´s sing deadly high!
Let´s elevate this fight!
The truth battle will now begun.
Save you be with fear, my son.
Camon, bring it on!

Termina Black, agora ele havia se animado e estava no "Mode Berseker ON" salve-se quem puder! THE HEAVY LIKE HELL METAL HAS COME MODAFOCKA! Ò__Ó