Battles SpunSober vs Saint_James
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Saint_James won this battle!
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Battle on April 5 2017
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- You dont deserve the attention you get
- We had our differences I don't regret,
- But did it occur that we put it to rest,
- Before ya had to bring it up, again,
- Once was enough,
- Twice, fed the ego dinner and lunch
- Three times, could've ended my trust,
- I'd be blind, to ignore the disgust,
- But you dont deserve the attention you get,
- At least that much, I can admit,
- I can't admit much
- You know what you deserve is to
- kick to the curb everything that you did love,
- You don't know what it's like,
- To carry the weight of another you wish was,
- Able to give me the same,
- Yet youre able to feed h&hp&& the lame,
- Caught in the lies, the picture was framed,
- I thought it was right, I keep it contained
- And kept you beside, til you had betrayed,
- I try to bury the entire area without a way to escape,
- Some of the hero's that don't wear a cape, are taking advantage of darkness,
- and we got, some villans that roam in the daylight and carve up a carcass
- How did you become so heartless,
- I gotta couple ideas,
- Ya momma ain't whooping ya ass,
- Ya fathers violent with a couple a beers,
- As far as I know I'm a couple a years,
- Ahead a you bet that you quit with a fear,
- At least you have an escape,
- I stick to the plan, no matter the weight
- I failed, and failed again
- Got back up and i had failed again,
- Got arrested and you bailed again,
- I had to manifest the tale within,
- X2
DEFENDER'S RAP
- //Hook x2 Saint James
- Walking Around I'm looking for some signs/
- Feeling like I'm running out of time/
- Getting Tired of looking through my eyes/
- Seeing Through the lies, but I still can't spot the signs/
- //
- //1st Verse - Mike Parker
- Got an eye for the prize like a golden globe
- Bout to tie the game down like I'm holdin' rope
- Bout to blow like smoke when they chose the pope
- But I'm losing track of time like the Rolex broke
- That's when I hit the road In search of answers I need to know
- If you already gave way looking for a sign
- And pulled all the stops then what's left to find
- So I started searching in between the lines
- After so much pain I had to call time, So I took a knee like a quarter back
- And prayed to the lord take the order back, This ain't what I asked for I'm sure to crack
- If you want a leap of faith I need a shorter gap
- To jump the lashings of the torture strap, If I shed more tears I'll be forced to snap
- So i started to question my purpose, Was it worthless .. . . Or to murk this
- And leave red trails like rover rolling over Mars on the surface
- That's when I dug myself into the game, Knowing for well I won't emerge the same
- When you have to treat people like a ladder rung
- Cause you can't get higher til you step on one
- And when you make it to be better than some
- Out come the yes man and stick up their damn thumb
- But those bitches can run they just hitching a ride
- Trying to reach their goal quicker by switching the side
- But to search for a sign where to begin Are they hidden with him or hidden within
- Are they inside the bottle I'm sippin with gin, I can't say for sure but I'll never give in
- //
- //2nd verse - Saint James
- Can't see the signs I'm walking round like I'm blind/
- Got a lot that’s on my mind, so I'm sniffing another line/
- Trying find a job but nobody is ever hiring/
- Gotta duck the Five, I'm tired of hearing sirens/
- My license expired, no designated driver/
- Plus I'm getting tired fighting for survival/
- Bout to pack my bags an go west just like I’m Fievel/
- Crazy my name is Saint but don't believe in the bible/
- Disciples are fiction, an Christ was invented/
- By some Roman pagans, an based they religion/
- On the solar system, Noah never existed/
- But I ain't here to crucify any Christians/
- They way that they living is still better then most/
- Destroying our morals turning bread into toast/
- But if there is a heaven, then Imma pray that I go/
- Trying get shit up in a line just like some x's an o's/
- Born with a devilish soul, but got the heart of an angel/
- Used to being behind bar’s why my songs is so fatal/
- Riding to the grave with my team, they been there since the cradle/
- I would kill for my brothers unlike Cain did to Abel/
- But I'm shaking the label, of lyrical spitters/
- Say we can't make a real song but shit I just did it,/
- Invoking feelings, at the same time push my pen to the limits/
- But I'm out here fucking sinning, I'm in need of repentance/
- Pick up a pen and I start venting get this shit up off my chest/
- My odds is getting low and man this shit got me stressed/
- My luck I rock a vest, then I get shit right in the head/
- Ain't really scared nothing, but what happens when your dead/
- They must be half deaf, or my voice is like a mimes/
- Screaming out my lungs but you never hear me cry/
- Sometimes I looks in the sky an I start yelling why/
- Why my homies gotta die and there weren't even any signs/