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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- how this dude try n duel with the goat
- im a treat em like his profile pick n make this pussy toast
- piece of shit lets see if you can float
- kill this faggot DAHM then shoot at his ghost
- first time i got screwed with the votes this time not even close
- i dare you to approach n watch you get smoked
- im the lyrical HANGMAN this post the rope
- wrapped around your throat, you about meet death with me as your host
- tired of your wack raps rap beef its past that
- put this pussy to sleep CAT NAP ull get smacked back
- 2 your litter box fast FACT! with this spit so sick
- that youll need to call hazmat
- chorus: kick you in the jaw cause your a bitch for sure/
- all you heard is AYE-PEXT don t hit me no more/
- kick you in the jaw with cleets n all
- bet you wont say shit no more 2x
- u a smalL pet me Tyrannosaurus- Rex
- dinin on this pest with these tyrannical texts
- talk your shit n im slicin at your neck
- cause im violent n vexed so whatever you typin next
- your just signing your death so mind your threats
- by design im the best stop tryin n just get
- you a grounded airplane me, im fly like a jet
- so type ur best n i'll fry ur set take a minute n hour
- ull still die in a sec
- chorus;
- ill bet you think i wanna be biggie nope im payin homage
- just tired of your gay comments i must say honest
- i spit them insane doctrines that ll have ur brain stoppin
- you battlin me u makin your death bed like
- creatin you own coffin quit all the talking
- you can never take me you a dead man walking someone call AMC
DEFENDER'S RAP
- When I bring that real game, yo I make you feel pain,
- yeah the trickiness is rainin' but it's Drizzy, Lil' Wayne,
- I'm positive you poppin' shit, respect my conglomerate,
- I'm dominant, it's obvious you coppin' it, I'm lost in it,
- a rocker kid, you in the hospital, and got a lot of slits,
- across ya wrist, obnoxious, I'm a boxer, I gotta spit,
- save ya breath like respirators, I might just test ya later,
- I'm like a baseball player, spitting's second nature,
- I'll desecrate ya, message creates a deathly crater,
- that dead awake will rip through the metal plates, ya,
- bitch, think you're hard, but really you're jackin' off,
- because your shit ain't workin', and you really actin' soft,
- you know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,
- I'll chew ya up and spit ya out, race, place, facial traits,
- it's like you're overweight, y'all should know the stakes,
- like a poker game, make no mistake, I show restraint?
- No, man that's grossly fake, like Rick Ross and Drake,
- I still kill beats ill without the trill help of Doctor Dre,
- just operate, I'll send a lyrical slash across ya face,
- and send ya into toxic waste in a frozen solid lake,
- and send you into toxic liquid mixed with nitrogen,
- while I strike ya ass like lightning, fight? Bite a Vicodin,
- hypin' 'em tight, right, it's like Ike, 'cuz I beat it well,
- and maybe like your raps, worn-out from the heat of hell