Battles JackM vs mac
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I'mma chronological titan causing your paradox,
- Soul's stone n' cold; my stone-heart's propane, my fire tears locks,
- Flames drowning out castles; god of north-east rap in Newcastle,
- Nah, I'm frostbite on a locomotive ocean freezing-
- Your lake of small "tides" with just one moment of breathing,
- With sticks n' stones, I'll break your bones,
- In your mind, you're low-key thinking words will always hurt me,
- I'm just in destroying noumenon like you so dirty.
- Justin's a egotistical narcissistic faggot,
- Eb's a groupie for his King Los biting passion,
- But if I *Had* too, I'd *damn* massacre you in rapping,
- But you're not a rapper or hip-hop head, you're lacking.
- I gaze at him claiming his gang of rejects get crazy plays,
- But he actually earns most of his views in the most lazy ways,
- I won't say but back on topic, this roBOT's got no emotion,
- internally, mentally and etcetera in motions,
- I tie him up, destroy his decoys and put 'em in a noose,
- He's not gangster because his pen-name's Mac, that's just the sooth.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- a chronological titan…
- your vocabularies mindless
- each adversary, spineless
- let-me-fix-your alignment, jack
- like chiropractors, couple fingers get you hooked on the crack
- you replay every track that has keys my fingers sat
- your flame a meer match that can’t match a fraction of my stat
- you gon need to add a bottle of jack and silane to subdue my reign
- So... keep poundin your mums spiced rum
- toyin with her dildo for fun
- singin Painful Pride during brunch wit a side of crump-ets
- Krump on KIK sending you a text, nudes of his ex
- wait, back to this battle you challenged instead
- using sixteen syllable words, your whole 16 a blur
- I'll leave you dismayed in place at a loss for words
- like, you just a seen a ghost--now you catchin my flow
- its ghastly, a present presence hidden but well known
- fuck the TIDES, this storm'a brew a cyclone
- toss you in the air, land you in sierra leone
- phone home, ET
- you sitting out-of-place,
- half a grin, a depressed status like "I just wanna leave this place"
- in my DMs "mac is EB signing? i wan' be one of the greats"
- "Can I get an albumcover?" "Do you have a lover?"
- "They don't know I'm Hate! stop breaking my cover!"
- you wanted war, now under your shield you witless
- name drop my whole crew, that style defenseless
- my style relentless, a mix of Hammurabi and X-Men
- two lines left I expend and cross, samurai X
- kemosabe, you've lost