Battles J_A_R vs ShadyyJ
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- The slumber protrudes my worry
- A bunker to use when it's blurry,
- When the sun is a hostage to black,
- Swirling clouds, that will never go back.
- Our fate has been sealed, with an envelope.
- Our sake has been concealed, what has he wrote.
- The government has always been the topic of discussion,
- A mother bent her logic due to all the repercussion.
- Her son is stifled of the American dream.
- Young with a rifle he is there again, can you see?
- Past the foliage into which we are prisoners
- At last all the spoilage, render us a visitor.
- We should've listened to the children,
- when they witnessed the emissions.
- our conditions have become missing,
- and we are wishing like a wish list.
- But there are silver linings
- By the pink river were lying
- Red slivers because were dying
- My bed, shivers but I'm trying.
- The flowers may be dead,
- But this hour is the best,
- The best I've had yet,
- Regardless of the death.
- And my head, what ive got left.
- What ive done right
- A red moon at night
- inevitable doom
- we might
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I start wacking shit
- Like a magic trick
- Do this for Sparta like I'm Spartacus
- All these rappers who cus
- it be a dangerous practice when we roll up on you as you get off the bus
- You think you got the flow to compete
- Well you better ready to accept defeat
- Yeah like a looger who misses you gun be De-feeted
- I get big bands yeah I get mad money
- I'm all about my commas like a pause in a sentence
- You know my presence
- My raps are all bout that essence
- You think that I won't but I know will
- Because I hop on this mike , straight of the trike, twenty-one pilots
- True to m2, yeah I'm an M O B nigga
- Whiter than the paper, hve you like Shaggy
- Jeepers Creepers
- I'll be the first white FGE mobster
- I'm a monster on the phone
- Two phones like Kevin Gates
- All this hate, you know it's what I create
- I'm a lyrical miracle and niggas figga that I won't pull the trigger
- But nobody catches more bodies
- Than this shotty, get your bitch's DMs like Gotti
- you a wannabe, driven a fake Maserati
- This is the pits and when you call it quits
- We will find you, cock our glocks and murk ya\
- Only 16 gettin' my diploma
- You be 21 still in the sixth grade
- Never made a difference how much of a plug I was
- I'm a rap god and i'ma warn YA
- before this I sold pounds of reefer
- People tell me I'm on that steeple like jesus
- I keep coming back
- I am greatness embrace this