Battles SciKieTie vs R3LNTL3SS
RULES
Describe moral and social decay Dystopian future Use metaphor and allegory
Max of 29 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Food for thought, not sustain
- crumbs of mavericks in a cage.
- trains are pumping to the brain,
- calcium dulls light to beige.
- Who are we to make a change?
- Natures order here to stay.
- Why not try refrain,
- focus and train.
- When they come its trick not treat,
- haunting past, farms for feasts.
- scope and sight dipped in red,
- the decade is a count of heads.
- war will last after us,
- leave us broken and pennilass,
- scores of bodies dead and gone,
- all because of a siren song
- leaves climb to canopies,
- solar rays and infinities.
- clouds crowned with lightening,
- the tallest trees are royalty.
- Growing numbers naturally,
- objects what they appear to be,
- one pupil, who be,
- different shades and values free.
- Crystal cubes lead the way,
- With no change it perishes.
- Chasity, does not see,
- only chance is a key.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- would you sacrifice morals and code just to go beast mode
- Slowly choke the life outta the game like I'm making her deep throat
- pluggin her nose bout to put her in sleep mode
- Bitch I stick to the g code
- Molded by og's who never sold out to police
- I couldn't disrespect their names by bending rules to the game
- catch me strapped to the neck no bulletproof vest
- like im rambo with extra clips of hollow tips attached to my chest
- my dental with gold teeth, packing gats in my old jeans with
- the belt loop laced with some old strings ridin slow in a classic old theme
- throwback whip retreivin chips deliverin....oh wait I plead the fifth
- Bein unique like statues back from the old days
- gets these hoez legs to spread easier than cold butter on warm cornbread
- Kill your raps off before you can start like you was born dead
- deadly raps detach your body from your soul
- excretin this venom just to watch mc's retreat back down the hill
- again
- I stand Up for the stepped on the ones society likes to piss on
- So if you want the crown come take the hat homeboy
- cuz I'm a savage
- ready to detach the head and the spine from you faggots
- afterall What's a custard to an indian I'll kill you off, skin off yo cap,
- peel it back, then kill you again
- That's an apache double tap ensuring the meek
- never get another chance to inherit the earth and plant the seed
- of disease that grows into an evil that devours and misleads
- these young souls that get infested with evil
- before there ready to lead....