Battles RubenOta vs youreboygabe
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Verse 1. I'm no ordinary rap boy, guess you can call me rap toy,cause I rap like a rap god,so everybody enjoys, I'm,one of a kind,you'll never find,really can't tell you what's on my mind, always go forward I never rewind,don't understand I tell you all the time,whatcha doing m8, I thought I told you not to hate when I was only 8, say your a big rapper well that's just fake, got nothin to say well that's just great, uh uh uh, you tell all the women that you rap so fly, say you rap like eminem, well that's a lie, I take it higher, yeah I'm flipping,tryna stop my head from getting big like STEWIE GRIFFIN, I'm a rap master, you go need a plaster, cause I rap so fly, I bring the rap disaster, got the girl can't snatch her, please stop with the drama, you say you can rap, but you rap just like my grandma, people put me down but I got to be be the best, I gotta be better better than the rest, it may seem bad, but life is a test, don't care about today just focus on what's next, I gotta rap good, I gotta rap sharp, I'm like the rap Aladdin, with my magic carp, I'm like a rap god, more like a ro
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Momma work two, dad under the blue
- Dealing with collectors all the bills over due
- Only 17 living this life, just to get through
- Only advice I ever got, was push through
- See I'm in a, fucked up position so, started selling drugs
- Family so poor so, I'm slanging with 'em thugs,
- Loading slugs, I'm not about to be, pulling out 'em plugs
- Cause my family got a eat, n' daddy need chemo
- My whole life, I never felt like an equal
- Always stood out, like a shitty sequel
- And my dad pop his veins and he, stick it with a needle
- So the money that I'm getting, ain't nothing 'bout it legal
- But I do it for my family cause, they really need the money
- And if I don't get it we all gon' be, living on an empty tummy
- But most of all is the fact, that my dad
- Is living with cancer so, I'm really fucking mad
- Momma got two jobs, living with arthritis,
- And them needles prolly gon', give my daddy hepatitis
- Look I'm praying, I need the golden touch
- And I ain't talking 'bout Midas, I need something really clutch
- Forgive Lord for selling all of these narcotics
- But pills don't cure the cancer, no antibiotics
- And my mom was always stressing, so I blessed her with this blessing
- And that was money and time off, but now I'm the one expressing
- I got suicidal thoughts and my, mind is distressing
- Life been so depressing and, no I'm not progressing
- Never felt love like, what the hell is caressing
- I just need some help, cause my mind is repressing
- And sh*t... here comes the bill collector
- 1-800, someone dial the funeral director
- Cause I can't take it, I can't take it, I can't take it
- Got pistol pointed at my head, one shot then it hit