Battles FiveSeven vs Emsee_Sloth
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Yo i know a lot of you know im queit in school. Fuck it i guess ill change, we all do.
- verse 1
- you wanna hear me rap well here we're going
- you wanna keep provoking me bitch? your gunna know it!
- the flow will keep growing till it makes an explosion
- so emotional that you bitches cant control it
- im so ferocious
- the games like a potion with the right doses
- the alchemy is making me focused i hope you noticed
- as soon as i hear fucking commotion i start to approach it
- Wheres my diagnosis, my minds carroding
- cant you see my psychosis!?
- sting him with the venom
- start an armageddon
- bitch i dont settle for less, call me fiveseven
- i will welcome you with the weapon of rap
- its a trap we can zap you straight to heaven
- damn where you at?
- just count to eleven then snap
- your neck broke, now you know its not a joke
- you mispoke, ill never choke as long as im roque
- in this game, ill provoke you lames not calling any names but...
- Look its hop, benton, dizz and swizz
- listening me rap cuz man we're all the shit
- except im not big, fuck that im only a kid
- ill still pick up the mic and play it like the ho does to make him jizz
- fuck making sence. ill use a crane to pick up his brain
- throw it down a bowling ally lane while laughing insane
- pound syndrome is the shit plowing it like a train
- man fuck the clit, i dont have to explain
- these explisit rhymes that are impossible to detain
- and why am i the only one that doesnt know these rap games!
- and by that i mean like "8 bars" and driving shit cars
- fuck that ill stick with licking tree bark while watching a lit star callapse
- im sick dawg time to relapse trip, cuz yall are bricks and im the tic
- i dont expect to win, but ill need a map
- cuz fuck it man its just another sin
- wheres the clap in the beat vince?
- since i was a kid i wanted to rap
- but yea im back five seven reppin in the shack
- lets make a colab in this lab
- were bad to the bone
- are you mad? pick up the phone
- im megatron bout to explode
- in the zone ripping like zombies and flesh
- now theres a difference in my tone!
- we'll hear it from the best spitting through a megaphone
- Now you can call me sick as tits when i rip this shit
- outta of your mind,
- make you blind like hellen keller
- lets rewind and im telling you man i aint tryin
- but i feel like im flying, not sellin or buying
- call me fine
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'm bad like fifty shades darker,
- Always want more marijuana, sticky hands like peter parker's
- Actin' like Reagan, y'all haters just some Jimmy Carters,
- Matter of fact,
- It's gettin' under my skin, but I ain't itching to win,
- I'm fire, fresh to death, yet... I'm in need of a mint
- I ain't even trying, I'm just dying to cease to exist
- I'm ice-cold, man, I don't even need a drink
- I'll steal the last can of xtra pibb right out your fuckin' fridge
- take a tiny little sip, barely taste half of it before I throw it in the bin,
- Then when what's-his-name walks in, I'll just blame it on him.
- so skip and tell your friends that the prick with a pen who went and bit eminem is back again
- and please, get your pencils ready,
- keep em nice and steady while lettering the letter-header;
- Titled: "those lyrics are upsetting and they honestly offend me"
- That's it,
- I've come to a conclusion, I'm under no illusions now,
- y'all extremely stupid, The Three Stooges, and grimier than Rick is now
- "So gross"? I'm just dicking 'round, so stick around, I'll probably slip in shit and drown
- I can't die, philosopher's stone, I'm commonly cold,
- I'm the sickest wow, excuse me as I take a bow,
- Just another Son of Sam who'll die tryin' to make him proud,
- That's Final, 'til I live the Fantasy and stop chasin' Clouds.
- Feelin' worse than the karma for the old Earl Hickey,
- pretty sure y'all wanna trick me,
- Like 'Yeah, I gotchya back', with a quick pat, the sticky note reads "Kick me"
- Whatever, still the best home-grown dickweed, yep, since sixteen, back in the ripped jeans
- wash it out, listerine, let me give you somethin' to talk about
- I'm the one wizard tongue-twister spittin' more wicked than a parselmouth
- got that style that beguiles, always try to smile but I'm moody like Barty Crouch
- Look, I'm smarter than your average fucking good-for-nothing troubled dumb kid,
- But, If I do ever do something that they write a book about,
- I'll without a doubt probably see the movie if it's coming out.
- Other rappers spittin' fire, I've been spittin' out Atomic Blasts
- Yes, I'm with the best, I mean, wow, did you even need to ask?