Battles MuteTheProphet vs GhostBoi
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Imma twist your head off like a corkcrew
- And i went first i murdered the beat before you
- Its all cool you were here to get schooled
- Learn a lesson ass whippin with smith and wesson
- Youll go to bed like PM like an instant message
- Im too prophetic you arent logical now do you get it
- Im stompin you like a cigarette lit
- kill ya for breakfast
- the true warrior fiend with blood as paint
- Skill means more than money but in your case it aint
- worth shit a wordsmith need an iron gauge
- To keep this lion tame too many faggots holler my name
- You fake and a chump
- A faggot a sucker
- Incest is the only way youre a motherfucker
- Some country out in east bum fuck
- Like a care who listens to me youre history
- I can skip the beat thats how sick i flow
- Have an X on your head like tic tac toe
- Three fags in a row i killed em off ya know
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Bruh, why you going against me
- Aren't we all part of a team
- Humanity, against those who attack
- Like slenderman, rake, etc
- I couldn't go on
- But since this is a rap
- Lets roll
- So tall that you got that head stuck in the clouds
- Wipe away those clouds and look down on me
- We don't have to be a common enemy
- But let all the freaks come out
- Bring whatever shit they got
- Slenderman will come and put his tentacles up your ass
- When finished throw like a perfect spiral pass
- Now you listen to me
- It ain't enough til I say its enough
- Ain't over til I say its over
- Nah, sit your ass on God's green floor
- Whatever I say I spit
- Nah homie, your not a rap god
- Just a failed abortion
- Imagined by this world and distortion
- Let us give all our portion
- To you
- You're a gay-looking boy
- That I can't look at you with a straight face boy
- Now don't start that redneck shit
- Going to Kentucky now
- I drop the microphone and roasted your ass
- Go on and tell your people at four quarter past