Battles AdoniS vs Metaphilie
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- intro
- step off kid
- don't try to compete with this
- verse
- my pen's a dagger it an fracture any rapper
- pen to pad raps and you'll all stagger backwards
- niggas childish, think they're challenges chatting that and this
- typing non sense, "Don aint shit " what you bitch?
- you niggas think your funny? I'll dissect your funny bone
- or snap your neck crack your skull open like a joke
- jokes on you, and its all over my clothes
- i had the last laugh before i squeezed the piece at your nose
- you know, no one is better than the don right
- sipping Dom p while i slit spines with the words i write
- distill your blood and whisk it with one of your fucking eyes
- watch me as i flood your open wounds with custom whine
- my imagination oozes thoughts leaking out my mind
- grab a thought cloud slab down on to my rhymes
- m hmm m hmm swaying my dome left and right
- saying what i wrote on to my sheet shit is nice
- vocabulary aint shit, it paints over pics
- false Salvador, skilled? not but most would think he is
- it aint art work, its art, but its not arts work
- just wait until he's out of juice and cant think up a word
- out his oxford, dictionary, mind is in a penitentiary
- situated words can do your mind some good pictionary
- now the fellas brain celled all his rhymes now wear orange
- teeth between the bars but but his intellects aren't
- I'm philosopher the poetry pope something
- poke my nose around and try to give em hope or something
- honestly this was just waarm up like my old rap
- " the warm up " yeah it was bad but still surpassed your raps
- motherfucker.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- When i kill the flow i'm usually pro
- my minds in an active state
- like a computer that's up to date
- it's going down like a basketball
- being thrown to the ground
- from a 2 story building
- the basketball hits the concrete
- and bounces back to the sky
- and that's me rapping flowing
- and getting high
- my instrumental beat
- bass snares kicks drums
- my headphones on when i jam to some tunes
- i don't give a fuck if you snooze you lose
- and i'll turn you into dust.
- first i'll burn you up
- and make you into ash
- that's how i make this money
- i burn these raps like murder in my lines
- i stab the eyes of the sad and make him mad
- slice the neck of the wicked and flow like i'm kicking
- these beats to an infinite limit like i'm gifted