Battles Big_Nasty vs
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- No knucles needed il fist you bear fisted, im committed- your dead kid
- Got no hatred im cold blooded killer eat your for a dinner
- Raw liver eater nothing is sweeter i am the grim reaper
- I'l burn you like nas in album called ether no sweat needed
- You will feel defeated bars as week as kittens, no meaning to your existence
- I'l make you a victim soo much rhyme youl about to go numb- kid
- I am loaded my wepons are reloaded your about to be roasted
- Purest poet i spit fire when im upon it, your about to vomit
- I'm lit and your just desperate get legit- kid
- Gifted by the devil, unlimited potential get on my level
- Bashing skulls like yours is what i am made for, you only gona see gore
- You just bore what a pitty whore, lets settle a score dont ignore
- You gona hit the floor and the whole crowd will go OHHH
- Stomp jo face to shreds, time to face death got no time to rest
- My bars are possessed gives enemys no rest your about to be depressed
- Ultimate test is given to me, to rid this world of pussies like u
- My balls go blue when i have an issue, do you need a tissue?
- Cry baby is you, boo ho ho
- Go back home and ask your mum for some wisdom, oh wait your a bum
- Next time when you think on dissing better count your teeth cuz they will be missing
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Born with a mic, defying average fetus, Raised in the concrete jungle venom spitter
- Smoke weed elevating to a higher plane of conscience, let me show you new ways of being black, nigguh
- Sniper to your forehead, Black Shot, Left jab to your spine, Blue black
- Convince you to take your own life, Black Thoughts
- You ain’t prepared for hunger, I bring the new drought
- Everyone is a rapper now, wow you must be jokin son
- I’ve been in this game since God made you write bad psalms
- Folks, this b1tch spends 99% of his lines trying to sound cool, like yo
- ‘I wanna write multi-syllable rhymes too and sound big when I am small’
- ‘I wanna write how good I am since I’ve got nothing important to talk about’
- Precious diva, shut the fuk up
- You lucky we ain’t in the battle scene, I would have whooped your as$ to the ground
- Now let me show you some elegance b1tch, thanks for the compliment
- What I write is classic, my ink is from the fountain of youth
- Push you down Cypress Hill since Hip-Hop isn’t your field
- I use Immortal Technique when all your help came from AllTheLyrics
- Claim you the best but that is what martyrs are for
- Burn you to a cinder and rip your eyes open with a pitch fork
- I got more multis than a maltese the size of a werewolf, my tide stays Tsunami even when it isn’t the full moon, I cut your throat with your ignorance since your voice is miniscule, Don’t test my patience, hospital patient, your bars are only sick because you need medical attention, When I am a victim of overactive imagination, you a crash test dummy with a bloodstream, place you in the middle of highway 101, Collide you with a Lamborghini, Ferrari and Mercedez Benz all at the same time
- My lines stay fresh and relevant like a pair of Jordans, You trying to score when all your shot fails like a broken rap record