Battles IntelSeason vs TheBeauGod
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Yo Trippy, your statements had me laughing - you a trip
- Talking like whoever battles you it's Game Over, no Lil' Flip
- Airing sentiments and shit, so you better not slip
- It's like fate sent me in to hit with lines like the punches gave you a lipse
- There's levels but there ain't no rules to this shit
- These onslaughts I commit like Trip was a snitch
- Bound and gag em' and take a trip to the deepest dug ditch
- I can add pressure to your lungs with the pump, Dig Dug
- You dug yourself a hole when you thought you an hit em' up
- But Tupac didn't write Ether, and I'm not Nas either
- But I takeover when I roll slow like the drive-bys that sent Shakur to grains like my reefer
- And I'm writing in a funk, but my below average is still better than you being Mad Decent
- Riff Raff, so what you was thinking
- Like you gonna be squaded tip toeing in your Jordans
- Jump your men and add salt to the cuts like sodium is Neosporin
- And hack at your legs so you can stay tripping
- Hoe ass nigga, bands will make you dance so Stay Trippy
- Only way you can win is if you told Slay to get me
- But I'll kill that nigga and leave you, him and your crew six feet below, where you gonna lay Trippy
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I fiddle a little in the middle and I make her sizzle
- But I forgot to say I like em close to a virgin
- Fo shizzle my nizzle my favorite teacher was Misses Frizzle
- But she was a vermit and stayed flirtin with Uncle Mervin
- The oldest hermit , I make em jump like frogs , where's that nigga Kermit
- Fresher than Grandmas favorite clothes detergent
- Drugs make it easier for my stress to leave the surface
- These niggas that's thinking that they have a future in my lane
- Watch me switch crafts , break backs , and embarrass ya mayne
- Cannabi s Pacifist Passage mixed with the purple Actavist
- Ya music lame people numb to it like novacaine
- No Frank Ocean , please excuse me if I was boastin
- Fire Flame Spitta so you can call me Sozen
- I'm nuttin on belly buttons with no repercussion
- Make her give me head until she gets a concussion
- Beat the pussy like its percussion , no discussion
- Its nothing when I got ya main hoe and a dozen of her finest cousins
- Deep rhyme schemes that's bleed the need to be read by OG emcee's
- These symphonies being banged from balconies and distant galaxies
- Don't come with fallacies or I might go left drastically