Go ahead give me the best rap!

Winners:

1. Custom Shirt and pants


2. I'll make an banner to promote your games/clothes


3. 7 bricks

Good Luck!

Oh, and don't use lyrics from another songs. If you do you immediately lose.

anyone?

(Verse 1: Spacebuilder)
Yo, it’s Spacebuilder, king of Brick Hill’s domain,
Practicing for jail, but I’m breaking the chain.
Flew to Westlake, Ohio, where I’m stacking my dreams,
Im Alex Dunn in this game, bursting at the seams.
(Verse 2: Spacebuilder)
Brick Hill’s my playground, I’m the architect here,
While you’re lost in Polytoria, drowning in your fear.
You think you’re a builder? Man, your skills are a joke,
In this world of creation, I’m the one that they know.

(Verse 3: Willemsteller)
Hold up, Space, you think you’re the best?
I’m stacking these bricks to afford a cobra crown, no jest.
Pinis Cactus in hand, I’m ready to thrive,
While you’re just a shadow, I’m keeping it live.
(Verse 4: Willemsteller)
Since we were called Bloxtopia, I’ve been paving the way,
Your rhymes might be loud, but they’re easy to sway.
I’m the baker of dreams, cooking up something grand,
While you’re stuck in the past, I’m the one with the plan.
Vue’s on my side, watch my empire rise,
Brixster quit the game, while I’m reaching for the skies.

(Verse 5: Spacebuilder)
You call yourself a baker, but your dough’s gone stale,
While I’m crafting legends, you’re destined to fail.
In this clash of creators, I’m the one with the fire,
Brick Hill’s where I’m thriving, while you’re just a liar.
(Verse 6: Spacebuilder)
So step back, Willem, your vision’s too small,
In this game of creation, I’m the one standing tall.
Flew to Westlake, ready to conquer the scene,
Im Alex Dunn, in this world, I’m the dream.

(Verse 7: Willemsteller)
You think you’re a legend, but your skills are a mess,
In Polytoria, I’m the one they all bless.
Your hype is just noise, while my vision is clear,
In this battle of builders, it’s my name they’ll cheer.
You’re falling like Kyle and his BloxCity,
Over here losing money like y’all in Monopoly.

(Verse 8: Willemsteller)
So bring it on, Space, I’m ready for the heat,
While you’re busy practicing, I’m claiming my seat.
Stacking these bricks, watch my empire unfold,
In this realm of creation, my story is bold.

(Outro: Both)
So here’s the final word, let’s settle this score,
In the world of creation, we’ll see who’s the core.
Space and Willem, both trying to shine,
In this battle of builders, we’ll see who’s divine.

I got bars
Your mother as big as mars
Can’t even drive a car

im cool
you're pool
*mic drop*
audience clap

conetopia is crusty and musty
mustier than the krusty krab
so he went back to the shack
to get his boy Jack
and grab a snack
in a Big Mac

he got slapped
by his mom
who is flat

me tree dee me pee

inspiring words thank you

Alright bro, you aint winning with this :(