Battles YLG vs Fr_
RULES
wroiten rap verse only, NO Recording no topic, 16-24 lines , no using beat
Max of 24 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- im back, but ive always been in front
- always first, you number 2 like a pencil, or last like the runt
- i spit venom, that spreads like germs
- the fire i spit is so hot, my tongue and the mic get scarlett burns
- i spit fire hotter than mercury, it breaks theremometers
- sorry producer i killed the beat, like i pulled the plug from the monitor
- these new cats talking shit, with know-ledge you dont want trouble
- i'd challenge yall to spit, but i aint got time for mumble
- real shit, yall are shit, and im the shit
- i wouldnt feed yall to the bowl in the toilet
- yall claim to spit, yall make me puke and vomit
- yo, i flow like progressive,waves,tides,and river currents fam
- ayo, you got flow, until it reaches waterfalls and beaver dams
- yall cant hang with me, tall aont even close ( clothes )
- yall claim to rap, i fold, tie knots and tie bows
- my bars verses yo bars is like comparing a hummer vs a jeep
- you think your bars hard as steel, well then im shark teeth
- i go ham like pumba, if a nigga is trying to beef
- you think we compare, but really we contrast
- bitch im treasure,and you garbage rappers is trash
DEFENDER'S RAP
- All the exotic names how do you even pronounce that.
- A jaguar on a mission and it's about to pounce trash.
- Aint Need no permission this ain't fiction, just my dissin'.
- I can't stop the addiction of competing with competition,
- Whom are on computer wishin', of winnin' in the same, sitting position,
- The definition of the modern age livin'
- There's something missing, in your raps that are kinda pissing.
- Ya think getting loaded and vines are really convincing
- Going to create a new age, by going back to the past.
- Flows to the next stage, got no wack I easily pass
- Create the crowd on sunday, everyday like it's mass.
- The heir is crowned, prepare for the blasts.
- It's the new reign, too insane better than two chain balancin on two trainz
- take a canister of propane
- And smelt it on a plane, WARNING this rap consists flames
- Don't place a burnable object that roasted can't be contained
- I've got no limits, I can't be chained
- After a hundred years, my raps would remain
- Explains why I'm the 21st Mozart and smater than Bruce Wayne
- The lines too much to maintain, like a disease in the backyard which created a new strain.