Battles Hutch vs ItsTheory
RULES
Write about a poor relationship you've had with someone
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Battle on April 6 2014
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- //Start at (00:33),
- Arguments and disagreements,
- Razor blades, and missing alcoholic beverages,
- Misunderstanding, judgement and hatred,
- Depression and threats all coming in the same package,
- See, me and my dad... Hah, me and my dad.
- Pshh, that's a relationship every boy is supposed to have,
- But me and my dad, that relationship is crap,
- That's one person I can walk away from and never look back at,
- Me and rap? That's a goal my dad never supported,
- But rap was the only thing that ever made me feel comforted,
- He tried to pull me back and get me to focus on scholarships,
- Guess what that earned him? The Number 1 Dad Award
- will not be awarded to him, he can count himself invisible in my life,
- Forgiveness will not come out of my eyes for as long as I'm alive,
- As soon as me and Kamila become husband and wife,
- I'm gone, I'll never think about it twice,
- If I become famous, then on tour imma skip Chicago,
- Just so that my dad has nowhere to go, and nowhere to follow,
- Maybe then he'll realize how long my heart has been hollow,
- I truly hope that's one jagged pill to swallow,
- Sincerely your son, Eric,
- I remember the night so clearly, anger was fueling up inside me,
- Suddenly I threw my four notebooks on the couch, in front of them,
- They said, "What are these about?", I said my whole life is inside of them!
- The place all my anger, confusion, love and passion is hidden in!
- View me as a disgrace cause I hurt the family name cause my grades ain't passin,
- You get mad and after that you try to act like nothing happened,
- When in fact every day all my heart ever does is blacken,
- Thinkin' that you control me and you try to bash on my passion,
- FUCK YOU! Rap is the only reason I'm still livin'
- or a rope would've sent me the opposite direction of heaven,
- You read through my texts about how suicide was an open option,
- Instead you progressed with your day and made it something to forget,
- Some reasons of how you constantly bring hell to my life:
- You hate my girlfriend, you want me to push her out of my life,
- Try to make me think that work is the reason I'm alive,
- You aren't my parents, just two people I'm trying to shove out of my life,
DEFENDER'S RAP
- //VERSE 1:
- I used to call the skies and the stars above grand designs,
- I read up on my facts and loved books that expand your mind,
- that's why when I'm poetic you can't even understand the rhymes,
- a barrier divides us and it's stupid, we can't stand the lines,
- intellectual kids from poorer homes, they would bust slugs,
- there's silence in the violence of the lower class, tough love,
- my friends, they lost their family to buckshots, corrupt cops,
- my best friend Dagen had his father shot just at his bus stop,
- and still I see these wanna-be thugs running to bust shots,
- people say they can't blaim 'em, well then I think the fuck not,
- a lot of rappers make these claims they were raised in the ghetto,
- but then they say they got diamonds, we're blazing the metal,
- fuck street cred, man I grew up poor, Mama had skinny friends,
- #crackers down the street were on #crack and loved #mini-#thins,
- man I wouldn't make a false claim to poverty, we're broke as fuck,
- and everyday you hear about 'em cookin' meth or smokin' dust,
- and packin' up them crates full, I'm grateful there's a stroke of luck,
- or else I couldn't open up, I'm broken, stuck, this cobra clutch,
- it keeps me down and holds me back, but I say "fuck the haters",
- they love nothin' but the paper, that cuts deep like rusty razors,
- I'm feelin' like I've been forsaken, by these "rappers", 2 Chainz,
- and all those other brothers who think they're the new Wu-Tang,
- but fuck it, I guess life's a bitch that murders to cheat and steal,
- I'm worried how to eat a meal, how's that, man I keep it real