Battles Justin vs Sparks
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- When i spit i'm so evil and crazy not even the devil can hex me
- Am i dissing you to early? Did you have time to recover from that ass whoopin you got from lexie?
- Man fuck this slut, slit her gut, intestines hanging out like #sparks just flew up her butt
- My wet flow will put out your sparks,
- Battling me you're in the sea of the punchlines and sharks
- Where i rebuttal everything within the lines of whack bars and smartass remarks
- Sparks, you only come on this site when you get dissed
- Bitch, just know that you were not missed
- I would have dissed you sooner but you're not very high priority on my waiting list
- Your rhymes are predictable, they seem to just preexist
- All you did was rap about lexies pussy, damn you're not slick
- It's obvious, you like pussy more than you do dick!
- And you aint rebuttling shit, cuz i'm dissing you like lickety split
- Surrounded by multis, with punchlines in the core that is tightly knit
- You wanna talk about pussy, well yours has that awful stench
- I wouldnt touch that with a 39 and a half inch pole used by the grinch!
- Now behave, or i'll have to get lexie to ether you again
- Knock you down like a fucking plastic bowling pin
DEFENDER'S RAP
- And, you keep saying I lost to lexie, but fuck you slug
- Cause bitch you gone lose to me do you want a hug?
- I spit rhymes so complex i could be responsible for a genius stump
- you wouldn't be hard if you had a penis pump
- stop being afraid and get heart, i'm the shit you ain't even a wet fart
- mess around with me get hurt
- But, Justin you wouldn't have the hood behind you if you wearing a sweatshirt
- i'm the illest must i remind, you wouldn't be shit if you came out a behind
- all these great lines they mergin fast
- please homie you know my rhymes tighter than a virgin ass
- i run the game you can't stop the owner,
- you say you hard but can't even pop a boner
- no matter what i try to make a quick buck,
- you a bitch homie how much for a dick suck?
- cooking up rhymes like a kitchen you say you real but what you represent is fiction
- when it comes to these rhymes i'm a lyrical thug i'm so sick i couldn't be cured by a miracle drug
- I'm breathing lines and hooks that jab like boxer,
- Heavy hitting enough to make you piss in your boxers