Barcotic VS Assassin Cerebral (Week 2)

Ayo,

I'm the king of this rap game, you can call me the boss,
Spitting rhymes so sick, got your head spinning like a toss,
I'm the lyrical mastermind, always bringing that heat,
Your flow is weak and basic, my bars are always fresh,
I dominate on every track, never miss a beat,
While you stumble over words, sounding incomplete,
I come from humble beginnings, but now I rule this stage,
My rhymes cut deep like a knife, leaving you in a rage,
So step up if you dare, try to match my skill,
But when it comes to this rap battle, there's no chance for thrill,
I don't need no fancy words to spit hot fire,
I'll leave you burning like a funeral pyre,
You wanna mess with me? You gotta bring your A-game,
Cuz I won't back down, I'll put you to shame,
I'll take your weak flow and toss it in the trash,
You might as well quit now, save yourself the cash,
I'm the rap battle champ, there's no debate,
So step up to the plate or accept your fate,
I'm stepping up to the mic, ready to bring the heat,
Gonna take on any rapper who wants to compete,
My rhymes are fresh and my flow is tight,
Gonna leave all y'all in a state of fright,
I came to win, I won't settle for less,
Gonna show you all why I'm the best,
Your words are weak, your rhymes are lame,
Can't keep up with me, it's such a shame,
I spit fire like a dragon on the beat,
Leaving you scorched from head to feet,
I'll leave you in awe, can't deny my skills,
I'm dominating this rap battle, no frills,
So come at me with all that you've got,
But be warned, you're gonna get caught,
In the crosshairs of my lyrical prowess,
I'll leave you in the dust, feeling powerless..