Battles JBrown vs Nayth96
RULES
No mercy
Max of 24 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
This battle ended in a tie.
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Battle on September 28 2015
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I'm about to sever your legs,
- Razor blade your viens,
- And Rearange your face,
- With a homemade shank,
- Put a hole in your head,
- Untill you need a metal plate,
- Then I'll flip on the microwave,
- Short circuit your brain waves,
- And leave your slain blood stained body on display,
- Show the whole world that you shouldn't fuck with me,
- Best believe,I'm a killer on these streets,
- Ill make you feel it with my heat,
- So I'm taking a rake,and alacerating your face,
- Deeper then any razor blade could make,
- Once I get the microphone,Just know you'll be hiking it home,
- You assume I'm playing when I say this shits real,
- When I say start shit just to see blood spill,
- It dosnt really matter if you believe me or not,
- Cause ain't nothing going to change you mother fucking slob,
- You label people expect them not to get pissed,
- But the brothers out there have got you on they list,
- Now the this mother fucking white trash is getting in the mix,
- The streets unite so watch who you fuck with.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'm more then happy to be the one to respond 2 this battle
- I'ma make you look like a blonde hope u get it
- So when I stop spitting,
- Groupies act like expensive alcohol and start to whine
- They protesting', because the jail bars are my teeth and
- they yelling 'FREE SHYNE!!'
- My Rhymes Mad Brolic Intense
- Scientists Combine Louie N Common
- And I Still Come Off With More Logic N Sense-Me
- The curtain arises and here we have urk,
- I'd rather ask questions, then to stab first,
- C'mon lets spill some blood like a scab burst,
- let me dust of this head,
- And we can bring justice to this thread,
- My tongues on fire, i'd rather combust instead,
- A lyrical miracle, spits compared to thrust lead,
- Money talks but i'll never trust bread,
- Another object that lust bred.
- I know i'm sick, and slick, your diss-gust-ed.
- lets hope I'm contagious,
- And we forget what you wrote in these pages,
- I know you felt the flame i spoke through my rages,
- I'll flex till I'm dead like randy savage,
- Sweet veg head, calling u' candy cabbage.