Rap Battle Suite

You have the face of an angel sent from heaven On a scale from one to ten, you're an eleven You look so sweet I can eat you like a glutton Or sew you in my vest 'Cause you're cute as a button

I love you so much, you bring me o tears I love your beautiful smile And your eyes and your big floppy ears

This guy is great beyond all compare Makes me wish I had three thumbs to put in the air It's so hard to describe how much I like you You're like a taller me With a higher IQ

I go insane in your presence It makes my brain topsy-turve 'Till I falls onto my knees Screaming "I not worth it!"

This girl is so tough She'd be good in a tussle Yo, is that a mountain? No, wait that's her muscle

Impressive I wanna be your best bud When you walk into a room I'm like "Oh my Guh" I admire you so much, I can't find the words to say So instead here's a gift now, have a nice day

C'mon

Master Control the champ of the lyrics so gracious Always nice things to say whatever the case is But here's the thing, the tables are turn You're about to get served of all the praise that you've earn

This girl is straight exquisite so I'm making a vow To give her kiss, okay I can die now Everything with you puts the sunny side up You let everyone in fillin' your cup

Runneth over, spilling with foam Of love for every being like they were your own The party inside you will never end 'Cause if I knock-knock you over you get up again

Now is you turn, Speak so everyone hears You have my full attention You could say that I'm all ears

Your rapping's so happening Your lines blow my mind Gotta get fork and knife So I can eat up your rhymes

And that's just for starters Now I goin' in deeper Like the depth of your soul in those icy blue peeper When I look up "Awesome" it's a picture of you

Kindness at the heart Of all the things that you do Smile so contagious, laugh so viral Now try to stay with me

As I start to spiral You're a gift and a treasure A friend pioneer Knocking through borders

Of the kindness frontier I got you thinking "Is she been sincere? Or just dropping rhymes that the crowds want to hear?" Big Poppy spits the truth

No reason to fear her You're beautiful, son Tell yourself everyday When you look in the mirror