Battles IntelSeason vs LadyVenom
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I must be sexist thinking that bitches can't muster strength to challenge my left fist
- What's equality like a leftist? I'll dog this bitch out like Saturday cartoon breakfast
- And off to my daily routine, spilling shit and picking up the mess quick
- Cause you'll get the three eight that'll penetrate and turn your bones into Nesquik
- And by the rate that you're on here, that's not the only thing dusty
- I need pussy the opposite of crusty, something where I could confidently bust these
- And not while looking at something that's probably the reincarnation of last nights lunch from Huggy
- This broad is lucky that I'm taking it easy
- A bum bitch that'll make the realest nigga gay, look how she did Deezy
- Make your head slap my lamp and when you're down, it's probably I Dream Of Genie...
- To be honest like a thot's IG, I don't know how you're undefeated
- Maybe these internet kids are weak for potential pussy and they vote off their weakness
- I come up to the clergy to promote violence, this four five yeah I preach this
- And from the shit I did, I can turn your venom into a sweet mess
- How I'm a staple in my town like Chicago with Sweetness
- You can't deny my legacy, Pontius Pilate couldn't even nail down Jesus
- Because in a few days we'll mourn your sweet death or make you convert into a priestess...
- You can bring the venom but you gotta seize the bite
- And that's impossible because you're teethless since this is a fight
- I come with a left right, two more lefts to open you up
- Like a prostitute's happy hour and then I've stolen your luck
- And by the reception lately, no one will give a fuck
- But maybe that catfish that claimed my town but word to God she'll get her stomach stuck
- But let me focus back to you, the other side of the conflict
- But my opponent should be making my sandwich instead of speaking lies from con's lips
- Because this is more than a battle when you can recover from a calm slip
- Bitch this is a testament to my greatness and I'll be damned if a con wins
- You feel like you can dictate the direction of votes but look at Gaddafi
- "Oh I use big words with no correlation, nobody can top me"
- And it's probably not me because my lack of an angle
- I just spit about the guns I've held and talk about how I'll leave your body mangled
- But you might end up getting shit on like a girl riding for her first time doing anal
- Who am I kidding, this strap looks very nice and I'm gonna empty the frag out
- Because I don't have time to pin the needle precisely, nip tucking lines - I just throw the frag out
- These shells that'll pin your body and I'll keep spraying til' you tap out
- Cause honestly, I'm so blunted that I can't counter multis
- But if you rapping food for thought, you're worth a couple bogeys
- The rounds ocky like Broly when I'm airing it out with my cronies
- Laughing out loud because I needed another gun bar so my niggas can know me
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Tongue' spittin' ammunition, son dissin's my mission,
- Prick splittin' like it's tradition, sick spittin, slippin em' in submission,
- Subliminal criminal- punching drunk punks like a door man,
- I came to box ya grill like I deliver for George Foreman
- I'll put my hand in ya pants and rip out' them testicles,
- Them put them over ya eyes and laugh like 'nice spectacles!'
- I pull out my machete as the crowd throws confetti,
- Starting swingin the blade real steady as my hubbie gets a semi'
- I just married leatherface and I'm in the mood for some violence,
- Lyrical tyrant looking for another' weak rook to silence,
- Who the fuck is this punk? Think I've found my next victim,
- Lyrical vixen bout' to turn this bitch into another statistic,
- Had to check your page, sorry man I'd never heard of you,
- It's like you're in the ground now, since I've got so much dirt on you,
- Your bitch is cheap that's why she gives you a penny for your thoughts,
- Rip your laryngeal out and cover it in plenty' apple sauce
- I'll pour turpentine on that afro' and throw a lit match in your' wig,
- You pull your 3 inch dick out to your bitch like 'Yo bae, is it too big?'
- Your bitch is ratchet as fuck and looks like that chick precious,
- She gets out of breath when she's sending a text message,
- You tell everyone she's thick when she's two hundred pounds overweight,
- & Them all you cant eat buffets are her favourite date,
- You say she's a bad bitch, but all that's bad is her breath,
- & Her cleft lip clitoris smells of Cheetos and sweat !
- I hope this place got a doctor, lotta bodies need nursing'
- I feel like I'm a Muslim in heaven since all these virgins' emerging
- You'll die in the Clash like Paul Weller popped off on stage performing
- Stick a fucking' lightning bolt' through ya head' we can call it brain storming
- You've got seven followers on twitter, damn dawg you're famous!
- Spouting racial bullshit on ya page, damn dawg that's shameless,
- You've lost half ya fuckin battles, when's the last time I lost?
- Oh sorry I forgot...
- You're six- eight but I don't give a fuck' I'm the perfect height, right under the guts
- Get on my knees like 'Aight, I'm your slut,' then snap my fucking mandible and bite of ya nuts,
- Imma spiteful cunt when I'm smokin' pipes of skunk, I came to battle he's anotha' cypher punk,
- I'm hot headed and gettin' me mo' pissed than a hyper drunk,
- Destructions, eruptions, mass organ consumptions,
- Lack of compunction when I'm punchin and crunching you' pumpkins,