Battles Artifice vs 100DegreeIce
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- pull 'em, and I hit 'em with the chopper
- And everybody wanna stop us
- Like I'm runnin' from the cops
- And they wonderin' why they are shot at
- But they never hit the block
- When I'm bustin' on that chop
- Cause they never know when the little nigga's wanna come and pop
- With a (bang, bang, bang)
- I remember cynical, stereotypical nigga's is hit-able
- Never dismissable, never difficult
- Inadimissable, individual lookin' like a nigga will put you up in a ritual
- When your babblin' your "yabba-dabba-doo", and
- I don't know what you were sayin' but I know it sounded stupid
- I don't know if you was playin' but I know I gotta prove it
- Everytime a niggas spittin' at a motherfucker lose it
- So I hit with a (100 round clip)
- The ability to chop and never stop I'm at the top
- While you all sit around and talk about it
- Really really hot like I'm a fully auto Glock and
- When I walked into the room these motherfuckers want to bop
- And I can hit it from the bottom I can hit it from the top
- And I can take another bottle I can take another shot
- And I can hit you with that motherfucker
- With you I don't give a fuck who sent you I'm a killer so I really gotta get'em
- Man I'm all up in em, walkin' with a motherfuckin' midget
- When she got some big old nipples
- And she got some big old titties
- And I really don't wanna be rude and leave
- Without taking a little nibble of food while i got a whole big old tittie
- And I gotta take a little bit of medicine
- Cause my head has been shredded out of Excedrin and brainsick
- Sick of niggas saying they the sickest in the game
- (Me talking randomly about the song)
- (First gear)
- I make a murder with 2 hundred rounds of venom, I get in 'em
- Make you wish you had a wish, your bitches supersoak your denim
- I be in some sicker shit you wanna bitch about it bring your bitch around and we gon see if she'll let you in
- And I make her friend and take her end up on the rubber undercover
- When I smother anyone give me a minute and some butter
- I don't talk about it better be about it
- Never doubt a motherfucker who done spent a gang of time up in the gutter
- (Switch gears!)
- Puttin' the work in, ain't no buster
- Feelin' the rush and put 'em in dust
- On top of the roof I'm ready to bust
- I'm choppin' 'em all into minimal nuts
- And droppin' them all into the bus
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Wack cover man.
- I don't think you gotta plan
- Your 100 round clip was cheap, like an AK from Pakistan
- I'll draw a line in the sand
- Your sound's contraband
- Any other rap next to yours sounds like a better brand
- I don't understand
- You attempted something grand
- But ended up tripping over yourself, like my granny Ann
- When I began my man, I barely scanned a land
- Now my music spans from Pennsylvania to Japan.
- Drake started from the bottom
- Some of us are still there
- That explains why I've been put up against this amateur with no flair
- At 40 you'll have no hair
- You've never been aware, beware, or prepared
- But now I'll share some of my rarest air - you can't compare
- Anywhere we're paired I swear I'll tear you bear so fans can stare
- Say a prayer you might be spared to live tomorrow; we all can tell you're scared
- Wherever I'm declared the heir - in the streets or on the square
- Everywhere; it's fair to say you've been snared
- You best quit now or find yourself damaged far beyond repair.
- Done.