The battle culture has given us some fantastic (free) entertainment over the years. Loaded Lux vs Hollow Da Don. Hollohan vs Pat Stay. Illmaculate vs Bigg K. For unwinding with a beer and a big smelly one at the end of the day, you can’t beat good battle rap.
I don’t know whether it’s a side effect of watching every major battle released by every major league on Earth between 2007 and 2014, or whether battle rap is genuinely falling off, but some days I’m just not feeling it any more.
The dictionary defines disrespect as ‘a lack of respect or courtesy.’ Synonyms include mockery, scorn and opprobrium…
…Actually I have no idea where I was going with that. Sorry. I’m Bard, here’s a recap of the last KOTR event in Caterham.
So I suppose if I’m going to start saying ‘we’ in public when referring to King of the Ronalds, I should really start writing the occasional blog, shouldn’t I? I started coming up with some clickbait Unilad-style shite, the kind of uninspired wank that means they won’t let me write for Battlerap.com.
I was thinking ‘five things I want to see more of in battling,’ but really, the more I thought about it, the more I realise there’s only one major trend I want to see: More two-on-two battles. A blog post was born.
In the month of May, in the year of our Lord two thousand and fifteen, the rivers of London will run salty with disrespect as the world’s most respected, least respectful battle league returns to Acton. This is King of the Ronalds, and we’re going in Bear Back.