Battles YLG vs
RULES
WRITTEN Rap Verse ONLY, NO RECORDING 16-24 line verse, no beat/instrumental no topic
Max of 24 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Anonymous won this battle!
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Battle on August 6 2017 and Battle on January 18 2019
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- oh dear, this world today is always something to fear
- pull the trigger, shoot us down like poachers huntin deer
- they shoot and knock us down like a ball sport, fun sport
- just for fun, nothing funny of blood sport, a dumb sport
- like Steph Curry throwin a hoop in the basket
- they shoot and knock us down, put into a casket
- they shoot us down for sport, they playin casket ball
- but this is not a game, my niggas, there's no hope for us after all
- this is not a game, we got to end regulation
- blood sport that turned us to pit bulls, our lives have been takin
- police kill'n blacks like they the new KKK,
- i think they tryna end our population
- on some call of duty shit, we strapped like black oppas
- like a bike gang, me and my niggas got hella choppas
- me and my niggas be shoot'n down from helicopters
- pull up like Westbrook, then cock it back like a Wesbrook tamohawk
- and shoot like Curry, and knock em down like a Curry jumpshot
- like a bell, ya head will ring
- when put the pistol to the dome and squeeze
- and blow his brains out like a strong sneeze
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Your a retard who probably got whooped by his parents, cuz he dyed his hair pink and had an interest in earrings.
- The music bumps loud enough to be blaring, now it's a white household who allows no fuckin swearing.
- I got rock and rap tatted on my back, switch around my cap while sagging my pants you can't stand these facts.
- It's not to look cool it's to show off, telling motherfuckers that if I get messed with might go back the next day with a sawed off.
- Intertwinin' with gangsters dangerously killin' with a pen and paper, you're dome has brainwashed itself into a state of sanctum.
- The system's political music been literal, enough to give me powers of living this shitty life eternal burning turds in a circle abuse is verbal.
- I'm not here to claim the tower, I'm here to stand on the mountain and say we all got power so there isn't an excuse for our voices not to be louder.
- Writing rhymes with the pen for eternity, till' everyone in black surrounds me and buries me.
- And everyone has tears straining, maybe it's cuz life after death might just be amazing the weed is staring in a G's direction is what the fuck I'm stating.
- Journalists everywhere try burning, evil in a dark room just lurking searching for the right moment to strike next, ya cuz Legit has owned these Lyricists.