Battles Jrk vs Philosopher
RULES
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Verse 1:
- I swore I would never go back to the past again for it causes boredome but it's like I've been reborn though,
- given a second chance perhaps, just some time to recover from my last relapse,
- where I collapsed barley able to maintain stability,
- was put in a treatment facility feeling guilty like I was stealing lines from you guys,
- instead of pulling them out of my own mind, but now this time when I rhyme they're mine,
- so there's no need to testify against me even though I'm considerably a freak,
- that's been literally reborn it seems, oh lord time to cut the umbilical cord,
- so I can roam this world once more and destroy you absurd G's that think they can rap and have mad skills,
- well in that case this next part is gonna kill ya ehem,
- if all you motherfuckers sucking her thinking for a stinking second that you reckoned that you can beat me,
- I'll say bitch please you just another itch in my nose that makes me sneeze achoo hoe,
- think I'm throwing low blows yo how bout I throw you a left hook catch you like a fish bitch,
- dish you out without a doubt or second thought as though I forgot what you did snitch,
- but one thing I got to say is, is that you were delish for dinner last night,
- despite the fact I served you to your family bitch,
- now you say that I'm a cannibal like Hannibal off of The Silence of the Lambs god damn dog,
- must of forgot that I lost my noggin long before the game dog,
- so no I have no shame in what I did, matter of fact I see it as a game where I'm badder then you fool,
- and don't be mad just because I've grasped my potential and you haven't savage,
- backstabbing ass I left you in the past, back there in the chest lock and pad man,
- cause damn you keep coming at me like that,
- and I'll grand slam your ass out of the ball park with a spark in my eye as I say my last goodbye cause.
- Chorus 1: I've finally come to my senses all over again,
- I've finally realized my true skills all over again, I feel reborn, reborn, I feel reborn all over again.
- Verse 2:
- Yea I feel like a beast that's been unleashed to feast on the weaker prey,
- but pissing me off will be worse then what devastation the atomic bomb caused when it hit Nagasaki,
- still feeling cocky like your peeling me away slowly as if I was unholy,
- don't think my rebirth is good that it's worse then before,
- well fuck you whore go back to your room and snort some more while I explore the inner workings of my mind,
- cause lurking deep inside, subdivided and on the side are my true feelings stored away,
- until the day I am okay and display an array of plays for all the people out there,
- but until then I'll destroy anyone who comes near not out of fear,
- but of insecurity, cause I got no sincerity anymore like I'm in a constant state of war with myself,
- deciding what's right what's wrong, what's the truth what's a lie,
- been defied so much that I believe everything is a lie, fucking deceived,
- want to stop those fuck from breathing, snap their necks like twigs, dig em a grave,
- and walk away like nothing happened that day, but hey shit happens,
- so if I happen to black out and flatten you it's not my fault right? Or so I though until I got caught,
- forgot the consequences but fuck the feminine pussies, they're only here because of a broken condom,
- oops did reveal that oh well that's what you get for compelling the angel of death bitch,
- but that's alright cause you'll be on your deathbed soon enough you insufficient cunt,
- but hey its my rebirth day so I'll be swell today and take it easy,
- and only scare the pee out of you with my mystical fluids I made for you cause,
- Chorus 2: I've finally came to my senses all over again,
- I've finally realized my true skills all over again,
- I feel reborn, reborn, I feel reborn for once in my life.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- So check it out now,
- I don't know exactly what I'm doing,
- But I whip out the pad and think
- Man, I can do it!
- I follow that cliche and write what I know
- Just a girl with nothing but a bad ass flow.
- A lyrical genius, respect is the key
- Like Kendrik, and Kanye, Lupe, and Nicki,
- I try to sound dope, but my rhymes are pretty sickly
- Guess I gotta work harder, make that change like Fifty
- I got the pad when I was sixteen,
- 'Cuz my dad always saw me try to make my scripts sing.
- I'm one of those kids, a loner with a passion
- Make a name for myself, be the artist of action
- So I thought of it as a gift
- But my brother said no Free, wait for the trick
- And sure enough my dad came one morning
- Boring, trying to write, banging my head, snoring
- And Dad said to me, now listen, now listen, now listen here, Free,
- You can't write the best, so it's time for a test,
- And my brain just went dead, someone activate the EMS
- Write me a story like Apollo, make it sing
- And I'll never make you do anything again
- But all I could think in reply was I don't know exactly what I'm doing,
- But I whip out the pad and think
- Man, I can do it!
- I follow that cliche and write what I know
- Just a girl with nothing but a bad ass flow.
- A lyrical genius, respect is the key
- Like Kendrik, and Kanye, Lupe, and Nicki,
- I try to sound dope, but my rhymes are pretty sickly
- Guess I gotta work harder, make that change like Fifty
- Now of course it was a lie, but my dad had a point
- I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,
- And had not written one salvageable line to boot.
- So I kicked of my shoes, threw away the shackles
- Got back to the business of why
- I want people to listen, to hear my ambitions
- P.S. It's not done yet