[Round 1: Carnage]

My opponents's life is at stake, So if he doesn't die tonight? His final destination will be Fate
That's why its quite despiration, & you'll achieve nothing
My n***as are struggling from birth until death
We told we thugs so society crushes our hopes & aspirations
I represent the small minority who's past is deleted, who's history is forgotten
We must be trained in self-love and finance
Like we used to train for the revolution and non-violence resistence
Ur obsession with bringing us down, that's just wrong
U'll be the cause of ur own destruction
I hope u wake up now because tomorrow 20 years will be gone
U think u can go bar for bar with me?
Interrogate ur assumptions bitch, disregard ur logic
This is not going to be a battle, its going to be an argument
Its not war either, because if it was, both parties would stand the equal chance of winning
I'm on the holy grail of the economic theory, the beauty of reality is logic
Fantasy won't fathom this practicalities, this is just practice
This is suicide, another 7 pound put in a box by a chironex, killed by a jelly-fish
I'm outthere still puffing cancer sticks, looking in the mirror, like bitch, u'll never be my reflection
So for giving shots like paramedics, giving shots to addicts, i'm loading more rounds in the barrel
Global warming, lets play roulette, take this shots to the head, russian bears
Bulls make money too, so pigs have to be slaughtered
Time the prime commodity in life, Forgotten-Faces that's why my mind is running through contortions
Profound indifference; crash (market crash), not even fractal theory, fractal geometry, fuzzy logic, nonemic---chaos theory
Can predict this correction
The chance of a similar or worse crime is high, when a crime goes unpunished: so lets get into it
You know nothing about kalam's cosmological argument, look at him,there goes another kid trying to go against slick tag argument
This is defaced monotheism, you think you beat Caos, but how?? this is plagiarized mythology
Stories are told, so is urs too, but u playing and killing urself, psychologically
Ur rhyme book is a hebrew bible, the old testament, only dots,a plot and fabrication; we don't have the same intrinsic properties
X is a duplicate of Y, ur style is primitive, undeveloped, ASAP equals Lux, u not original
Thats like saying u belligerent, you think you are two laminas touching...OOOOO, now that's gay
And thats not possible in the Euclidean space
Treating logic like it's prescriptive, you went against the entire law of identity
I don't see u, ur moves are fraudulent, Soo-Wooo what? 26 on my shoulder bitch, ask my n***a Seida Crook, we real as hell
Next time think about that before u do ur premature victory dance
You should have focused on ur fundamentals bitch, we structuralists, original thinkers, i'm disappointed in my n***as for being adherents
Soaked to the armpits of this illusion, told to follow & not be different
My thoughts could be an answer to why omnisciencey and omnipotency exists, but again u missing the point
I'm using Oppenheimer's work to make a bomb, what u don't realize is that it's a missle that will end wars
But u are not a Mathematician
You say u catch bodies but there is not proof,goal of education is to save time, teach in a few years what it took humanity 300 years to discover is schools?? 300 years???
U know its fucked up when u question Andrew Wile's proof, Fermat's Last Theorem wrong in a battle rap, too many deep ideas
U & I have no link except for being...beings towards death
U agree? check this triple scheme; elliptic curve bitch, this is for ur doughnuts, ur circle is soft, Ice ur girl told me u sweet
U think u a warrior, but u not, that night? it was devastating; Havoc
She was...lets just say she had more than usual periods of ellipsis
Ur X is ridding three n***as in my crew, that's a model shaped between a square & a cubic, surface & volume, u see the difference??
Guy Pearce, if u fuck with me u see what happens? i'm sick, polyamorist, in their minds is my favourite position
Bitches call me enzo, that scheme will leave u brain dead, like it did in memento
Fuck Outta Here, Let him GO!
[Round 1: Asap Mbalula]

In the spirit of freestyling, this is me freewyiling
I didn't understand half the shit you said, & i bet nobody else did
You should shut your mouth, and better yet shut your eyelids
Because you can't see the future...CAOS, is this CAOS or is this Carnage?
I can't tell the difference, they look the same, i don't know what the preference is
I suck at freestyling to be real, so i chose this first round to give you the chance at winning
If you can come back to the second round
That's new born sinning, J Cole, too cold
I don't even know i'm fucking up
I'll let this first round go to you, so i can just double up
& level up when i come back with the real shit
Polyamorist mask, all this weird verse that nobody gets
That's just some weird shit, nobody jets
You not fly, your shit ain't never been cool
You think you hard, but you not cool for school
I bet girls don't like you, you've never fucked a bitch in your life
That's some real shit that don't gotta rhyme
But i'll just add a word like knife, to make it rhyme at the end
So n***as can be like, ohw he can rhyme and pretend on
Freestyle and pretend
Whichever way works, whichever matters, i don't give a fuck
I saved the second verse for you
You better hope there's more than luck
More than prayers, whatever you think you've got in your bag of tricks
Or bags of whatever, your body-bags, your cooler bags or whatever
Man fuck this dude, i don't know why i'm battling him in freestyle mode
I wish i had written raps, to kill this motherfucken clone
Cos this dude ain't shit to me, he ain't never been shit to my crew either
But i'll leave this verse here, for Jay Z, when Nas comes back with the Ether
[Round 2: Carnage]

YO, They told me I'm going against the greatest, the greatest debater, I mean, If you think he's tapping women, no he's not, he's not tapping women
[This bitch gets so deep in the friend-zone he advertises cosmetic products]
Hold up, Let me get it together 3x YO
I'm God's agent of death in the world and the most dreaded of all numinous beings
So all that tough talk, u better chill son, i represent the real, you can get killed for real son, i didn't have to prepare for this battle, u not Tzu Sun
I guess Lux was right, u let a man build an empire, then u attack it
But what good is he? when Hollow got 40 Gloccked in the game without asking for it?
I mean whats next, u going to say u used to battle on the roof? Joe Clark? that the looser had to jump??
Well battling me is like jumping in a pool, with ur hands cuffed, OGs said know Maths & know Science
Let me paint u a picture, inner demons exxorcised in a painting, work of art, u a waste of my time
I couldn't careless about the plodding benchmarks of financial ach-ie-ve-ment
My mind races like RCH racing, fuck that, my Eye is focused on being RCH [Rich], like I grew up in Royal Children's Hospital, in the basement
But that's childish
I'm into Women, u into Bitches, i'm into Wealth, u into Riches
This are circumstances to this battle, the probability of this being another Diz and Math, the pleasure of beating u
The duration & the extent to that will last; Hedonic Calculus
There is no escape unless u on some Hero shit, 'cos u captain
I'll chop u up then send ur mortal remains to were ur bitch is; getting fucked on some corner in hillbrow, "wow"
Let me get this straight, u fell inlove with a stripper? then u get mad why she strips?
Captain Save a Whore, lift her up & stop suppressing her
Stop being a whimp & get into ur pimp, but u from Zim right? clearly u don't know women don't need a dictator
I just taught u how to manage ur imaginary girlfriends, captain save a whore, u wouldn't know how to please women if u were hedonistic
Fuck punchlines, that shit is overrated, u see how u discredit & talk to ur opponents?
Faulty [cause & effect], since i said b (ASAP) comes after a (Lux), if u wash ur car then it rains, it has nothing to do with weather patterns
They should have told u not to fuck with me, but u are [superstitious]
So here is an answer to ur [Loaded question], stop trying to be what u not, this will be [guilt by association]
That's how u break down 5 fallacies of logic

It won't be Ka & Ba, no sheets of the soul/after this? there won't be reunion after his death,u'll die from a cardiac arrest, a choke like Al Capone/33 years, Jesus, 33?Is that Illuminati Siqnature?its that Ether that will make u burn slow/u know the code/ look at ur killer, u'll be robbed in broad daylyt like u battling Jones

[Round 2: Asap Mbalula]

Check it, i was home in Zimbabwe about two months ago
Lounging and chilling, playing Call of Duty with my friend, Hounding and killing, got a message from Dee-Wash
Sure my n***a Ops, how is you feeling?
I'm like hmmm, I'm nice man, life can be good if you willing
He like yeah yeah, shitting on the competition the whole world is a bathroom
Anyway, check it, i booked you with a battle with Carnage, i hope you'll be back soon
I'm like who the fuck is Carnage? the light dude who chokes in every battle but always watches rap battles in the computer lab room?
He like Nah, that's CAOS, i mean ohw, you mean CAOS's mentor, the dude who's voice sounds like throat cancer on helium, that dude?
He like yeah, we laugh at his face for like ten minutes, make fun of him and his wack crew
Til Dee-Wash is like nah nah man let's stop this shit, that's rude
So for the purpose of this competition, his demise is in his definition
Gentlemen, this is Carnage, the aftermath of demolition

Let's get this started;
You look like you've never kissed a girl in your life
In fact, i bet you've never had a girl like you
What i gotta slow that down already?
I said, you look like you've never kissed a girl in your life
I bet you've never had a girl like you (bars)
I seen him clowning in his battles
Making cheaters run through hoops of fire
He thinks its circus entertainment, but you can't run a circus in the jungle
You into something you ain't entertaining
We from the culture were rap battles was food for Vastatosaurus vultures
Had to win to live, you can't spell victorious without us
What the fuck made this little fag n***a wanna battle me?
He would've had a better chance battling king kai, ten times the force of earth's gravity
You would've had a better chance getting in the middle of king kong's fight with those two rexes
You talk disrespectful about women on some hermaphrodite shit
You just two sexist
But i guess now, probably, possibly
Your sex life don't do so well , i make memories whilst they mome melodies
Ask any girl, my ding dong ring a bell
Speaking of rexes, its fexing but you best striking resemblance and all, you would have me kill you so your soul can ascend above the earth, you a dinosaur (get it)
Now check it, my style of rap is synonymous for being anonymous
You never know which angle the ambush is coming from
Bullets got masks on, guns got no ID with em, so when he starts singing you never know which angle the percussion is druming from
My lyrics are written with the soul in tension of killing n***as in front of me and every n***a who's ....

(Let me get it together) This n***a made me fuck up my battle dawg

You are Carnage The-Dynasty, who's Dynasty ....

Freestyle Rap's Mathematician @Carnageabinitio #ForgottenFaces #TraderGang