Battles Razor- vs justathought
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I'm new to the battle scene, and it's a shame you have to battle me,
- I hope and pray I say something that gets you mad at me,
- Mathematically, your chance of winning is one out of thirty,
- Smack you back and forth like you was a birdie,
- But this ain't no game, no badminton,
- Bitch, I don't play, I'm a menace,
- Watch what you say, I'll have you finished,
- With this win in the Guiness for the most votes, infinite,
- The most props on your shit is six, and you think you sick with it?
- Just a thought, your votes? You must've bought,
- With that dough that I love a lot,
- Can't say i don't deserve all the props I got,
- And man, we're the same age, but I can't say we're on the same page,
- If we were on a big stage, I'll have you frozen like the ice age,
- And it sucks to be Sid, I'm sick like the Suds,
- I'll leave with your bitch and give her back with my love,
- Maybe ill send a postcard, her moans are my music, Mozart
- Enough with her and back to you, I'm sorry I had to embarrass you,
- But people expect from me what they don't expect from you,
- And that's perfection,
- Try not to get high on my shit, or I'll have to put you through intervention,
- I have a problem with killing all these rappers, it's thrilling,
- But this is another name on the rappers I've listed,
DEFENDER'S RAP
- ayo this shit you cant match it I would rather lighter and put her in a casket/
- coz you know with these rhymes I body bag it no more hash tagging shit/
- fire in my grill lighter fluid I spill on this mike you ain't that hard to kill/
- ghost writer coz I'm a flow ghost rider not a ghost rider/
- now where have you seen another flow tighter than my own/
- I'm looking but I don't see no clones my DNA can't be cloned/
- you can't reach my tone like you can't reach clothes coz your broke/
- your music box don't work in your throat you can't spit fire so I'll give you a coat
- I don't float ya boat I put holes in it so it sinks ya hype/
- right down the drainage pipe is where your hopes will lie/
- you ain't tight let me tighten up the choke line/
- my flow line leave you hanging like clothes on the clothe line/
- like choking on nuts you looking blue and puffed/
- this guy would have higher chance at fucking a nun/
- then beating me and he's gay as fuck/
- now let me lay back light up and take a toke/
- up in the smoke flying higher than drones of that home-grown//
- so suck my dick if you want something to blow/
- dynamite sticks strapped to my I and Os/
- the wick is lit your finished bitch and your style is not exquisite/
- your out dated your exhibit (xibit)/
- but this shit is just to explicit/
- so let me just simply finish on this lyric/
- but fuck that I lay back replenish/
- now it's round two boxing with this midget/
- I battle you coz we're different/
- bro we are not cut from the same linen/
- you can't write we're just way to different/
- you can only tipe and when you go to write you actually go and try to write keyboard style/
- and fail miserably like you have been for a while/