Battles JRUMMA vs Maverick
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I DROP APOCALYPTIC VERSES and TALK CRYPTIC CURSES
- I legitimately make money while he's COPPIN' BITCHES PURSES
- His shitty verse will keep my battle record PICTURE PERFECT.
- Must be 'prepared to die' like the 'son of God' that CHRISTIANS WORSHIP
- Type it as I spit it off the DOME, no rhymeZONE dictionary NEEDED.
- A bit CONCEITED cause' I'm unDEFEATED, this is history REPEATED
- Endlessly ending opponents like INFINITE warefare is my CALL OF DUTY
- he's an IMMIGRANT to this rap game, recruit him to the HALL OF NEWBIES
- INTRICATE SYNDICATES ENTER-THIS hoping I CENSOR SHIT. ,
- He wouldn't rap HARD if BARS came from a DISPENSER KIT
- I'm hot like african WEATHER upon the BLACKEST of LEATHER.
- Rappers these DAYS get PRAISED more for being WACKER than CLEVER
- come watch DYLUMINATI take a SHOTTY to his HUMAN BODY
- I'm the king of Kentucky since the passing of MUHAMMID ALI
- My rhymes are often figurative but I will LITERALLY BASH EM'.
- I'm getting paid to kill a MIC, LIKE a LYRIC ASSASSIN.
- Why even FIGHT to gain this win it'd take a MIRACLE- ASK HIM!
- Put me on the cover of XXL, this bitch couldn't make the cover of MAXIM.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'm a, bard to the reada's an author to conceive yup, an intolerant mean fuck with a coffee cup
- The shaman of deep stuff Oz or Mav it's an almond to a peanut
- Diabolical engineerin' the lyrical John Cena
- I'm strait-laced rockin' Adidas, spittin' capsaicin from the sauce on my pizza;
- I slobba' benzine a loss I'll bequeath ya
- Drown ya in the Baltic Sea amongst the bottom feeda's
- Oh and I'll draw a wiena' on your face after I put you into a yawnin' sleep bruv
- Yo try and solve this piece cuz;
- How much wood could a slut upchuck if she chuckled mid-suck while I stifled her with nunchucks?
- Find the answer on my soft Tempurpedic, Dyluminati I'll put you in the hot seat son your squad I'll defeat 'em
- I'd trounce your militia just to pounce as a ninja and round kick 'em
- When all's said and done their bodies'll be found amidst a desk in a shroud of linen surrounded with some
- Mason jars filled with squid ink and owl quill dunked. So challenge me my stomach's growlin' for victims
- I coild laconically outwit ya yeah I'm consistent, my consistency now consists of
- Trousa' pissa' lines no doubt I influence ya fuck it I'll drown a kitten in a fountain of liqua'
- Then crouch into ya kitchen and arouse your spouse with ha'
- Mouth a lips stuffed with a dead mouse and a chipmunk
- Oh and let me critique your work like Simon Cowell; "Shit sucks."