Battles Saint_James vs JustJohn
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- (Hook x2 - Saint) Youth gone mad, yeah this youth gone mad
- Tell these dudes fall back, What they do is all wack
- All they do is talk trash, An they jaws gonna snap
- Shit they songs all trash, They Get no props off that.
- (1st Verse - Saint) Do this shit for YGM, Killing spitters with my pen.
- Enemies pretend they friends, Like 50 cent killed many men,
- I'm just straight up goin in, The gutter like a bowling pin.
- I always sin an don't repent, These hos can go an blow this dick.
- Coming up an I just be making money
- Aint no way these bitchs is getting nothing from me.
- Shit I'm fuckin hungry Put the beat up in my tummy
- Got my hand off in your pocket Bout to snatch your lunch money
- Like bugs bunny ima drop them in a hole
- Im the Illest with the Writtens an coldest off the dome
- They can't see me on a beat, Leave it frozing with the flow.
- They lien like Pinocchio They nose will just grow.
- Coming in the game, Only aiming for brains.
- I'm molesting lames, Till they confess that they can't.
- Keep up with me Even on they best of days.
- Never hesitate to blow up, Quick to detonate.
- Let me set this straight, Once and for all
- I don't really give a fuck when I be going off
- Shit im ill with the skill, An I'm just showing off.
- Run them over in my lane just Like a bowling ball.
- Y'all can't hold the squad, its Just me an R3LNTL3SS.
- Leave you with a broken jaw, when I swing for the fences.
- Now Your finished, point blank period, Like the end of a sentence.
- I'm just paying back your lame ass, This shit is revenge.
- Shit I'm sick with the pen, An my Writtens are dope.
- Must be high if they try me, Like they sniffing some coke.
- Shit id like to hear you spit it, When I'm slitting your Throat.
- I'm the king up in the ring, got opponents on the ropes.
- (Hook x2 -Saint) Youth gone mad, yeah this youth gone mad.
- Tell these dudes fall back, What they do is all wack.
- All they do is talk trash, An they jaws gon snap.
- Shit they songs all trash, They Get no props off that.
- (3rd Verse R3LNTL3SS) lyrics coming soon
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Here's the type of rhyme that I write in ten minutes,
- So don't be surprised if you can't find any sense in it,
- In a tangled web of sick thoughts I'm lost and scared,
- Im cross as a pampered little child stuck in foster care,
- And this messed up head that i got is my cross to bear,
- But a battle? You'll fail . Imma nail it, and toss you bare,
- I think i lost you there, when i told you I'm black inside like a frosty bear,
- With claws to tear, no hooks to reel you in,
- when i haul you out your hole , peel your skin and maul you there,
- Ball up my fist and brawl you bare,
- I was too lazy to think a flow, so i just talk into beats,
- still get your panties in a bunch like a broken washing machine,
- I m having tons of rappers for lunch when i get lost in the beat,
- shoulda read my caution to leave and left without causing a scene,
- My rhymes are hot enough to demolish the beat , give you blackfoot disease,
- like you forgot to put your shoes on and polished the feet.
- I'm going under your skin akin to a hypodermic,
- And make it crawl and your blood boil like I was thermit,
- Toughen up, take your pride and shove it up in the ass,
- till it fills your stupid lungs , gives you whooping cough and you gasp
- Whuppin your butt red till its sore with a metaphor ,
- that sails right over your head and soars like a pterosaur
- As spores of terror form inside your mind as it gets
- terraformed, and pronged till it's dead with my long pair of horns,
- This slick lyric i jot is an ill villanous plot when
- The feelings i got spills to the quill as syllables hot,
- Everyone's a fillable pot, and I'm raising a thousand crops
- in your minds, cuz your brain's a nice tillable plot.
- Planting seeds that scrambles nerves like lettuce leaves
- Till the whole system's in shambles and you scream "let us leave!"
- Hand me a hammer, I'll ramming skulls with the butt till it's dented,
- I'm making jams, cuz I'm growing more nuts by the minute.