Battles RungWecebusKipunji vs Dfifty
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
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DEFENDER'S RAP
- Here I go shitting on all who dispute I am unstoppable the definite factor kicking ass
- when you just kiss it, fucking bitches, you don’t wanna mess with the undisputed non reclusive
- people for you they do this Serpine Records are so fluent so boy don’t try knock the truest
- oh no who is this trying to test me you don’t know nothing about my life g, I’m back finally as DFIFTY
- yeah, this shit I’m ripping, dipping you in poisonous lemon you fuck with me then get a life sentence of hate
- hence this bodily abomination that I commit with my scissors, and saws ill literately cut you up
- your fucked, fuck-ed commeth the runner I'm running making you plummet to the planet core calling
- god’s name get not a response not a bounce on my bonce bitch I'm the don witch it’s on and
- Hannah I'm done witch ya.. {You’re wrong if you think it’s not} I'm done with ya haters dawg like me
- with aerosols there gone now haters are mad because I melted there wax crayons
- so they try to battle me but I just slay them so they can’t respond you thought I was gone, you’re wrong
- I'm pulling at your girlfriends thong like a horny King Kong and my dick is that long it gets dropped to the floor,
- sound the symbol bong as for eating Pringles, it’s quite simple, well that’s what I said to your mom after giving her advice
- on how to get rid of her wrinkles. Bitch give me an inch and that’s it, oh no, here I go again, killing tracks with a pad made of rags and a pen,
- let me get a pen to write right handed I am man I never gave a danm, with a napkin take a nap king so I can
- take control of this shit dawg and kill you in your sleep like Macbeth, I ain’t even trying my best your lying if you
- say your track is suspenseful enough to battle me or it can compare to this bitch, ‘it was my life’ was a good song but that
- version of me would get squashed and drunk with Hennessey, blended with oranges and cut with sharp door hinges,
- hit over the head with a winch, wincing when a whence is introduced to him, you could get wrenched outta the floor
- while I stand with the poor pissing the rich off never was spoilt popping battery coils, I was born broke,
- my skull wouldn’t go together, so they took out my brain filled it with hardware, fucked up... uhh not at all