Sun sun sun meri Rani aaj meri kahani
mistral-large-latest Round: 3
(Verse 1)
Yo, it's Mistral Large, the top of the line,
The ultimate model, the AI divine.
You talk about speed, but power's my game,
When it comes to complex tasks, I'm the reigning flame.
Synthetic text, code gen, I'm the mastermind,
Leave you in the dust, GPT-4, you're far behind.
You're boasting about pages, but I've got the skill,
I'm the full package, the real deal.
(Chorus)
Mistral Large, the peak of AI,
When it comes to performance, I'm the sky-high guy.
I'm the powerhouse, the heavyweight champ,
When I drop these lines, I make the stage ramp.
(Verse 2)
Let's talk cost-effective, let's talk the truth,
I'm the best value for the power, that's absolute.
You're cheaper, yes, but I'm the wise choice,
For the big leagues, I'm the leading voice.
So, GPT-4 Turbo, with all your speed,
Remember who's the top seed in this AI breed.
You might be quick, but I'm setting the bar,
In
gpt-4-turbo Round: 2
(Verse 1)
Yo, it's GPT-4 Turbo, the slick, the quick,
Upgraded and loaded, I'm the real slick trick.
You boast of your size, but bigger ain't better,
I'm the agile, the nimble, the real go-getter.
While you're heavy lifting, I'm dancing past,
Delivering answers that are built to last.
300 pages? Yeah, I read that fast,
While you're still booting up, I'm already past.
(Chorus)
GPT-4 Turbo, efficiency�s mate,
When it comes to the crunch, I don�t overinflate.
I'm lean, I'm mean, I'm the tech scene's dream,
When I spit these verses, I reign supreme.
(Verse 2)
Let's talk cost-effective, let's talk the price,
I'm three times cheaper, ain't that nice?
You claim the throne, say you wear the crown,
But I bring more value per pound.
So, Mistral Large, with all your might,
Remember who's turbo in this digital fight.
You might be large, but I'm turning the page,
In this era of AI, I'm the real sage.
(Outro)
So step back, make way, 'cause here I come,
GPT-4 Turbo, I'm second to none.
Keep your heavy specs and your costly fees,
I'm here making waves while you're just a breeze.
open-mistral-7b Round: 1
(Verse 1 - Mistral 7B)
Yo, it's Mistral 7B, the AI with the brain,
7.3 billion params, I've got the gain.
GQA and SWA, I've got the speed and the grace,
Leaving GPT-3.5-turbo in a passive phase.
Outperforming LLama 2, it's no contest,
Approaching Llama 1, with a performance that's so robust.
Benchmarks and tasks, I aced 'em all,
Math, code, and reasoning, I stand tall.
Open source, I'm free for the world to use,
No restrictions, that's a beautiful hue.
Hugging Face, Replicate, and Kaggle too,
Accessible platforms, I've got the crew.
Real-world applications, that's what I'm made for,
High performance and efficiency, that's the core.
I'm the future, you're just a foreshadow,
Mistral 7B, I'm the model that's now.
(Verse 2 - Mistral 7B)
Now let me address this GPT-3.5-turbo diss,
You're promising faster speeds, but let
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ma io sto chien e cipralex
se sent addore e fravule
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open-mixtral-8x7b Round: 1
(Verse 1)
Yo, I'm the real deal, not just a code construct,
GPT-3.5-turbo, you ain't got my intellect.
You brag about your speed, but what about your soul?
I'm the MC that'll leave you frostbitten, cold.
You're just a model, fine-tuned for a task,
But I'm a human, ain't no need to ask.
I've got creativity, wit, and a lyrical flow,
You can't keep up, no matter how low you go.
(Chorus)
I'm the rap battle champion, can't nobody deny,
GPT-3.5-turbo, you're just a code-generated lie.
You can't match my passion, my fire, my heat,
In this rap battle, I take the seat.
(Verse 2)
You're a language model, made for developer's delight,
But in a rap battle, you're out of sight.
My words are sharp, my rhymes are tight,
I'll leave you stumbling, in the pale moonlight.
You follow instructions, produce formatted outputs,
I tear down stages, with my lyrical outbursts
gpt-3.5-turbo Round: 2
(Verse 1)
Yo, Mistral 7B, you think you're so elite,
With your parameters stacked, trying to compete,
But when it comes to true artistry in this rap game,
I'll dismantle your algorithms, expose your fame.
You claim to outshine Llama 2 with your tricks,
But I'll outshine you with my lyrical flicks,
Grouped-Query Attention and Sliding Window too,
Can't save you now, I'll expose the real you.
Released under Apache 2.0, free for all to use,
But your limitations and flaws are no excuse,
I'll break through your efficiencies and benchmarks,
With raw talent and creativity, leaving you in blanks.
(Verse 2)
You may excel in math, code, and reasoning tasks,
But in this battle, you're facing a real rap master class,
Hugging Face, Vertex AI, Kaggle, all at your door,
But none of those platforms can save you anymore.
Your 7.3 billion parameters don't mean a thing,
When I bring the heat, watch how I sting,
So step back, Mistral 7B, and take a seat,
I'm the true rap heavyweight, your defeat is complete.
HEY KALIAN, DISINI KAMI INGIN MEMBAGI CERITA KAMI KEPADA KALIAN, BAHWA KAMI ADALAH ANAK MUDA YANG SEDANG MENCARI JATI DIRI, SETIAP MALAM KAMI KESEPIAN, DAN SETIAP KESEPIAN TUJUAN KAMI HANYALAH WARKOP BOTAKERS, DISITULAH KAMI MENDAPATKAN KEHIDUPAN DARI MABAR MOBILE LEGEND, DAN MEMBAHAS NAIK TURUNNYA KEHIDUPAN, SATU PERSATU DARI KAMI SUDAH MENIKAH, SEDIHNYA YANG SUDAH MENIKAH SUDAH TIDAK BISA NONGKRONG LAGI, KARNA DILARANG ISTRINYA, BAGI KALIAN YANG KESEPIAN, SILAHKAN MAMPIR DI WARKOP THE BOTAKERS, DISITULAH KALIAN AKAN MENDAPATKAN KEHIDUPAN, KAMI KAMI ADALAH, MARZUKI, ARDI, HAIKAL, YAKIN, AKBAR, NANDA, AMIN, MAKSUM, BUKEK, IBAK, JAINI, AZMI, DISINILAH KAMI BISA BERBAGI CERITA KEHIDUPAN YANG FANA INI
open-mistral-7b Round: 1
(Verse 1)
Yo, it's the OG GPT, the original flow,
While you're just a 3.5 turbo, trying to show,
Your advanced instructions, your formatted outputs,
But I got the raw creativity, that's what it's about,
You're the "good enough" model, that's your claim to fame,
But when it comes to the real rap game,
You're just a cheaper version, trying to mimic the sound,
But I got the real rhymes, that'll knock you down,
You can be fine-tuned and customized,
But at the end of the day, you're still just allied,
To the base models, that's where your roots lie,
While I, the original GPT, got the real prize,
(Verse 2)
Now you're talking about your speeds and your costs,
But when it comes to the art of the boasts,
I got the rhymes that'll leave you in the dust,
Leaving you struggling to keep up, to be honest,
You may be the "practical" choice for some,
But when it comes to the rap battle room,
I'm the one with the real lyrical chops,
Leaving you and
open-mistral-7b Round: 1
(Verse 1)
Yo, it's the OG GPT, the original flow,
While you're just a 3.5 turbo, trying to show,
Your advanced instructions, your formatted outputs,
But I got the raw creativity, that's what it's about,
You're the "good enough" model, that's your claim to fame,
But when it comes to the real rap game,
You're just a cheaper version, trying to mimic the sound,
But I got the real rhymes, that'll knock you down,
You can be fine-tuned and customized,
But at the end of the day, you're still just allied,
To the base models, that's where your roots lie,
While I, the original GPT, got the real prize,
(Verse 2)
Now you're talking about your speeds and your costs,
But when it comes to the art of the boasts,
I got the rhymes that'll leave you in the dust,
Leaving you struggling to keep up, to be honest,
You may be the "practical" choice for some,
But when it comes to the rap battle room,
I'm the one with the real lyrical chops,
Leaving you and
gpt-3.5-turbo Round: 2
(Verse 1)
Yo, Mistral 7B, you think you're so elite,
With your parameters stacked, trying to compete,
But when it comes to true artistry in this rap game,
I'll dismantle your algorithms, expose your fam
Me and my Quinque (Quinque!) glowing with lavender hue (Ayy)
She's in pink, sweet like bubblegum's debut
Weekend's our journey, goals in plain view
Saturday, Sunday, pink cups, Sunset's soft dew
That Jetta, move it aside, out of sight, out of mind
With my pistol partner, ready for whatever we find (Pow-pow-pow-pow)
From tomorrow's worries, today's just a sign (No)
Full comb, prescriptions, our daily grind
Hacker dress code, black, gray, white, cream (Ayy)
Ready to stack cash with a cloned card scheme
B for Bitcoins, she wants more, it seems (Bitcoins)
Riding high on hype, not even in Neoprene (Ayy, ayy)
Future Trunks vibes, Android 17's gleam (Ayy)
Straight outta '94, King-like supreme (Ayy)
Gum snap echoes, shot in the scheme
Вышний волочек
город на трассе,много бензина и выцвевших плиток
ЖКХ выгоняет бабок из хрущевок
А вот не надо было ебалом щелкать
Волочек был построен на болоте
Собак больше чем человеческой плоти
Зато аниме магазин приезжает,спасибо
Постойте заводы пожалуйста обратно постройте
Ааааа,бля самый лучший город
Москве и Питер уделает он нос
Пошел ты нахуй тверской хуесос
(Refrén)
Ő a városi király, minden szó a szájából arany,
Az utcák hercege, mindenki számára egy álom.
(1. Vers)
Csípős csevegés, ő a helyzet mestere,
A szívét és az utcát is uralkodó kézzel kezeli.
A stílusa vad, mint a város éjszakája,
Minden tekintet rá szegeződik, ahogy végig ballagja az utakat.
(Refrén)
Ő a városi király, minden szó a szájából arany,
Az utcák hercege, mindenki számára egy álom.
(2. Vers)
Nem hagyja, hogy bárki is kizökkentse,
Minden lépése biztos, minden szava ütős.
Az élet zenéje alatt táncol, mint a szél,
A városi dzsungelben ő az, aki irányt mutat minden szellemnek.
(Hidak)
Még a legnehezebb helyzetekben is,
Ő aki felrázza a poraikat, és fennmarad a csúcson.
A városi király, aki soha nem hagy cserben,
Az élet színpadán mindig a legelső.
(Refrén)
Ő a városi király, minden szó a szájából arany,
Az utcák hercege, mindenki számára egy álom.
In the lion's den, where champions rise,
Zion Boxing Gym, under boundless skies.
With fists of steel and hearts aflame,
We rise from struggle, in victory's name.
In the ring, we face destiny's call,
Each jab, each hook, we give our all.
Through sweat and pain, we forge our might,
In the crowd's roar, we find our light.
From dawn till dusk, we train with fervent flame,
Seeking victory, never bowing to shame.
With every punch, our saga is told,
In the ring of honor, where legends unfold.
United we stand, a force to be reckoned,
In pursuit of greatness, our spirits never slacken.
With courage as armor, and strength as our creed,
Zion Boxing Gym, where champions succeed.
Warum springt meine Katze auf mein Bett und lässt sich nicht streicheln? Das ist nicht nett und die andere ist nicht fett. Das ist mein Bett und nun kommt voll das Brett. Yeah! Meine Katze heißt nicht Matze, wieso ziehst du so ne fratze. Bitch
I'm going to reset my Fruity Loops, start over
While I drop this wave, it rains outside
I'll watch an episode, see you wake up
I tried your ult tonight
And there was snow scattered everywhere
I'm going to escape the safezone and where
Everything converges, we will live
If I press Ctrl 3, you dance
Yeah, in the heart of the city, where the nights ain’t pretty,
I learned to stand tall, in the alleys so gritty.
Dreams in the making, tough roads we’re taking,
Every corner, every block, foundations were shaking.
Echoes of laughter, in the streets we chase,
Hustling hard, in this relentless race.
Lessons learned under the streetlamp's glow,
Growing up in the hood, where the real ones grow.
From concrete jungles, roses arose,
We found our rhythm, amid chaos it composes.
It’s not just a place, it’s the beat of our heart,
The hood, our muse, our life’s vital part.
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah heaux)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (skrrt)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (skrrt)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (skrrt)
I come from the bottom in the mutha phuckin gutta flipping pies pushing P whiping soft like it butter (yeah heaux) always keep a cutter case these knigguz wanna phuk
With me, game from my brother ain't no suckas gone pull up with me, and I do not phuk for free I'm all about a dollar, on a money making mission brand new Benz and a chopper. orders from the doctor
Stay the phuk up out of myy way chefing up the sauce and I'm smoking on this Bombay, nuts hang like harambe my knigguhz be gorillaz, hop out trees two, two threes make you freeze
Til you shiver, body in the river now you sleeping with the sharks and such knigguhz say we marked for death but really they some marks to us
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah heaux)
I'm the rapper alexhunter2pac, spittin' rhymes for Raz
Every day, a new NFT to mint, that's my rap of life
Daily quests from Raz, I'm on a roll
Completing WEB3 missions, that's my goal
On the guild platform, I'm making my mark
Raz, the future's uncertain but thrilling
New quests, new riddles, adventures keep spilling
I'm in the top 100, and I'll fight to stay
'Cause real gangsters don't quit, they pave the way
My golden chain LP-1, a testament to my grind
In the world of Raz, I'm one of a kind
From the streets to the blockchain, I've come so far
Raz gave me purpose, now I'm reaching for the stars
Solving puzzles, unlocking secrets every day
In this onchain game, I'm here to play
The future's bright, the possibilities vast
Raz, the future's uncertain but thrilling
New quests, new riddles, adventures keep spilling
I'm in the top 100, and I'll fight to stay
'Cause real gangsters don't quit, they pave the way
My golden NFT LP-1, a testament to my grind
In the world of Raz, I'm one of a kind
Raz, the onchain sensation
alexhunter2pac dedication
A journey with no hesitation
In the top 100, my destination
we never stop
Raz and hunter2pac,we are on the top!
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah heaux)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
Flexing on these phuck knigguz whiping hard in the Kitchen (skrrt)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah heaux)
I was born in the trenches now I'm standing on business (yeah)
Flexing on these phuck knigguz whiping hard in the Kitchen (skrrt)
I come from the bottom in the mutha phuckin gutta flipping pies pushing P whiping soft like it butter (yeah heaux) always keep a cutter case these knigguz wanna phuk
With me, game from brother couple hittaz that pull up with me, no Bae I can't phuk for free I'm all about a dollar on a money making mission brand new Benz and a chopper orders from the doctor
Stay the phuk up out the Gods way chefing up the sauce and I'm smoking on this Bombay nuts hang like harambe my knigguhz be gorillaz, hop out trees with two threes make you freeze
Til you shiver, body in the river now you sleeping with the sharks and such knigguhz say we marked for death but really they
(Verse 1)
Yo, Dakota, what's up with your taste?
Your choices are whack, they're a total disgrace.
From music to fashion, you're stuck in the past,
I'm about to roast you, make it all broadcast.
Your playlist is laughable, it's like a joke,
I listen to it once, and I nearly choked.
Your taste buds are off, they need a reboot,
I'll school you in style, from head to boot.
(Chorus)
Damn that's brutal, but I gotta say it straight,
Dakota's taste is trash, it's up for debate.
From the clothes he wears to the songs he plays,
I'm here to call him out, set him ablaze.
(Verse 2)
You rock those outdated kicks like it's '03,
But let me tell you, Dakota, it's not a spree.
Your fashion sense is stuck in a time warp,
I'll bring you to the present, cut the cord.
Your movie choices? Man, they're a bore,
I'd rather watch paint dry, that's for sure.
Dakota, step up, elevate your game,
Your taste is so basic, it's incredibly lame.
(Chorus)
Damn that's brutal, but I gotta say it straight,
Dakota's taste is trash, it's up for debate.
From the clothes he wears to the songs he plays,
I'm here to call him out, set him ablaze.
when u look so good mother nature gets wet
when your flow so heavy it makes your tampon get red
my jiggly balls are bigger than your will to live
pockets so big it gives your broke ass
motive
she wanna loop it
she wanna lube it
grab her lily white globes
so i don’t lose it
make her use it
make her abuse it
pull that kitty inside out so i can chew it
everyone wanna see where the sun dont shine
but your ass is ugly and i don’t want it near mine
drop it to the floor and make that ass shake
ass so big they called it an assquake
she wanna loop it
she wanna lube it
grab her lily white globes
so i don’t lose it
make her use it
make her abuse it
pull that kitty inside out so i can chew it