Battles JIthelaidbacklyric vs pocketwarrior
RULES
No rules except for it needs to not be something that's already written and propped. That's how the last guy claimed his fake victory.
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- OK the last battle was just practice.
- Ya'll nice but you'll lyrically get your ass kicked.
- And have rap pad laughin, it'll be tragic.
- Take all your fans like magic.
- "J.I. why you gotta be so rude..."
- Cuz I'm starvin for props, dude.
- And these rap pad niggas look like food.
- When I started the 1st battle, I was in a humble mood.
- Now I'm bout to piss off niggas with a cocky attitude.
- Y'all couldn't find my skill if you knew the latitude.
- Applause for my rhymes, crickets come after you.
- When faced with the imperial,
- I've got the lyrics to...
- Make you break fast, I'll eat you like cereal.
- Now you know my material... Aids the beat...
- Its time to spread it like venereal...
- Disease, nigga please I kill tracks,
- With skills that will be the real rap.
- You've awoken the lyrically beast.
- That's spits nastier than vaginal yeast.
- Now to me you look like bones after a feast.
- You dont even fill me up, I need more meat.
- Your girl says the same thing, except its after you skeet.
- That's another battle Id win, take your girl, here is the theif.
- Lyrically y'all my minions now, oh Despicable Me.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I’m on your radar with the same heart
- Train hard and raise bars with insane bars
- Change paths in my own lane with an A star
- Race fast but still an unknown flame
- They don’t rate me, I’m riding the ghost train
- Writing in vain, compiling my odes
- Surprising my foes, but might as well be miming my flows
- Like Midas I’m gold though no one likes it and so
- They won’t take the time to decipher my poems
- So I’m striving to show ‘em, I’m priceless and going
- To get noticed, but they don’t think it
- Each time I pen letters I grow a bit
- But progression is slow as shit but my aroma is
- Here and you sighted me the moment is
- Now I’m in your eyeline, it’s the right time to go and kick
- Off, ‘cause I’m a true prize fighter roaming in
- Like a Roman king, juxtaposed as a hopeless kid
- I boast I’m big, in reality I’m a lowly bitch
- But holy shit, I left the grossest skid on the bowel
- It looks like shit, mostly is but you can’t get rid of me whole
- ‘Cause I’m the critter who pinched the scene, risked it
- Left a mark on the industry business.
- Although things at times rickety like Tripoli
- My lyrics are always in sinc with the beat.