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30 Motes Per Second: Whitty vs Boyfriend 2 by Joe

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30 Motes Per Second: Whitty vs Boyfriend 2

Hip Hop,male vocals

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[Intro: Boyfriend]
Yo, step up, it’s the Boyfriend in the zone,
Whitty’s spamming motes, but I’m holding my throne.
Thirty per second, yeah, you’re throwing that heat,
But my beep-boop rhythm’s got you beat on the street.
[Verse 1: Whitty]
I’m the mote marauder, thirty shots a second,
Exploding like a bomb, every line’s a weapon.
Spam so relentless, it’s a pixelated storm,
My flow’s a wildfire, I’m breaking the norm.
You try to dodge, but the motes cut deep,
Like a rapid-fire burst, no time for sleep.
I’m the pyro king, with beats that combust,
Whitty’s in your face, leave your circuits in dust.
[Chorus: Boyfriend]
Motes flyin’ fast, like a bullet barrage,
But my beats hit harder, I’m frontin’ no camouflage.
From beep to boop, I slice through the spree,
Thirty motes per second, but you can’t out-rhyme me.
[Verse 2: Boyfriend]
I’m the melody master, smooth and precise,
Dodgin’ your spam like a roll of the dice.
Your motes are missiles, but my flow’s the shield,
In this rap battle, I’m the force you can’t yield.
Beep-boop symphony, I’m the rhythm’s knight,
Even with your motes, I’m the star of the fight.
You throw thirty motes, but I’m thirty steps ahead,
Boyfriend’s groove’s alive, like the words you dread.
[Bridge: Whitty]
You think you can handle my mote cascade?
I’m a storm of chaos, a sonic grenade.
Every mote’s a dagger, sharp and fast,
Try to keep up, but you’re stuck in the past.
[Bridge: Boyfriend]
I’m not just beep-boop, I’m the heart and the soul,
Your spam’s a hurricane, but I’m in control.
Thirty motes a second, yeah, you bring the pain,
But my beat’s the sunshine after the rain.
[Chorus: Both]
Whitty’s motes flyin’, raining down like hail,
Boyfriend’s beats steady, never gonna fail.
Thirty motes per second, the battle’s intense,
Two worlds collide in musical suspense.
[Outro: Both]
Whitty’s blazing fury, Boyfriend’s cool groove,
In this rap warzone, only one can prove.
Motes and beats clash under neon light,
Friday Night Funkin’—who owns the night?
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