Battles SaucyKidd vs RucKs
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Niggas swear they hard but won't run it up
- You know I'm number one they just runner-ups
- They only get to work when the sun is up
- But who gonna be the best when the run is up
- I can't trust these niggas they be switching up
- I swear they wearing panties cause they bitching up
- Your money short just like a pinky
- My money long just like a slinky
- Think you the best well keep thinking
- My ship afloat your ship sinking
- In other words nigga I'm the best
- My niggas straight motherfuck the rest
- No weights but you know I gotta flex
- Bitch wait, all she wanna do is sex
- No hands, but you know she stay clapping
- No fingers, but you know I stay snapping
- Yea, I'm the hottest nigga in the game
- My ice so cold but I'm spitting out flames
- I'm married to the money but I cheated on the fame
- But they motherfucking twins, so I thought they was the same
- And I'm only 14 but they calling me the man
- Living forever young like my name was Peter Pan
- 50k on my wrist, whipping foreigns from Japan
- They calling me Lebron cuz I do this for The Land
- Skipped so many levels that they calling me The Boss
- You thought this was my best I'm just stirring up the Sauce
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Saucy Kid, Just a kid with sauce?
- When you're at the dentist's the only time you're on that floss
- Your style might be rented but mine it can't be bought
- Man I swear I'm getting bruises the way your mother's on my balls.
- Man I swear I'm getting ruthless, I keep it far from Kosha
- And I'll show no signs of stopping until you see me on the posters
- Striking poses for the cameras, boy you're just a poser
- You're not shitting on anybody, boy you're just a stoma
- I said boy, I'm fully grown I'm a man with an appetite
- You other rappers sweet and fruity, call it rappers delight
- And I keep my flow tight and my shine bright, you're damn right
- I really do apologise for turning your thoughts to suicide
- You can die or ride, hear what I say son
- Bow down or die that's my ultimatum
- Because I might go Freddy, I might go Jason
- Waiter bring another rapper so I can taste the
- Blood of my enemies, why you even sending these
- Weak mc's near my degrees to me it's just a mystery
- So hot I might self immolate light a monk on a protest
- You cannot even assimilate this flow, my over-dopeness
- You need magic hocus pocus and methamphetamine focus
- To come near the one that's here laughing as he wrote this
- And what I spit is nasty call that halitosis
- This is just a throwaway and better than anything you've wrote, shit...