Battles Freddy vs PoetProductions
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Battle on August 16 2015
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Go to the club
- Ain't no one messing with my grind
- Getting lit and fresh
- With my Lebron Fives
- And these people be rubbing and touching themselves
- And I can't rewind
- All these moments and getting,
- crowned by the king
- And that's me popping the bubbly
- Getting real tipsy
- This is how I'm living
- Drinking like a Sailor
- I play no games
- Drinking with no pain
- Y'all sound the same
- I swear you lame as fuck
- Tis my life, it's like a hobby
- All these fishes in the sea,
- this is my trilogy
- Bitches in tank tops
- smacking her around witha flip flop
- Just bubble rap all night
- Strings of the mattress go creak
- This life is so bleak
- Always beating my meat
- Rising to fame
- White t-shirt no dirt stain
- Everyone saying my name
- No one stopping my game
- I keep smacking these hoes,
- like sock moneys
- Ain't stopping this life
- I grind and don't mind
- Swinging in the club like Indiana Jones
- Lovin this grind and no stopping
DEFENDER'S RAP
- This is the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines
- On you block, fuck that, your blocks mine crew and all your spine
- your bitch remembers when i used to call her on your phone line
- Whisper sweet nothings into her ear tell her she so fine
- Just to get the hoe to suck all nine cocks at one time this is the #1 Rhyme
- Too busy trying to dig a hole for you it seems, it's check out time
- Listen to this little hoe screams youll get your set wrecked online
- At a time and I aint even going to try I just blink you bitches die
- Ride you faggots no lie you got me blazing high
- My city, we float and we fly, hootie hoo'ing through the night sky
- So say By-By Betty its nighty night time you got hooped like whooptie do
- And every fucking line you spew you aint prepared for what we put you through
- Its true this shit its blue get cut up no stitching you you fucking doopdie do
- look at you with your little two shoes and there both for the let foot
- The little engine that could, this little fucking faggot is no good
- your crew passed up on what you said is good to help themselves to what they could.
- Broke ass rhymes are dead no good your pudding and just a broke bitch
- you can try as hard as you want faggot you will never choke this
- Provoke this in any fucking way, Im on fire, you cant stoke
- You'll be cloaked quick in lyrics you wish you spit you a fucking Joke kid
- Roll up your rhymes and smoke it every fucking time on a beat I will soak it
- I broke in your back window and woke you with this choke diss