Battles DeuceHollywood vs Prolific_
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Prolific? Dope is what your flow isn't. I'll put you on the corner and turn you to whorific.
- You don't spit it but I'm so sickened. You don't get it. Do I need to say it slow? Is it
- so difficult to understand that you won't win it? Oh, there's something wrong with your
- frontal lobe, innit? But you really *are* Prolific though, no kidding.
- But only in your number of fails. Stuck in the shell of a sidekick. You're knuckles or Tails
- I might backhand your ass. Put knuckles to tails. I don't know what the fuck you inhaled
- that made you think you could tussle as well, but new kid better get some wins under his belt
- before he makes a fuck of himself. I'll put you to slumber like you were under a spell.
- You're like me when I shit in your bed last night. Disgusting as hell.
- I'll have you screaming and hating yourself. Your name was Proific before I gave you the L.
- Say that I'm not dope, bitch speak for yourself OH NO IT'S PRO!
- See, you can tell nobody's phased cause that name doesn't ring any bells
- Box with me, I'm bringing him hell in a ring or a cell cause he's only kicking fake shit
- like Steven Seagel. Why does your picture say "Versatile?" You're not resourceful, you're just
- cursed to go up against the worst of the competition. Just look at your first battle.
- It hurts, I know. But as a personal favor I'm breaking the cycle with hateful and spiteful
- disses. If you ain't a disciple, you'll be one soon because after this battle, you'll have
- Made me your idol. But bottom line is Deuce is fucking ruthless. I've said my peace
- like I shouted "TEC-9" and Deuce is chucking deuces. I'm done.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- youve been bodied 5 times but i guess like Charlie Scene Hollywoods Undead alive and walkin
- i guess youre Benzino and im Marshall, with a Smith and Wesson this is the Nail in the Coffin
- my right hand or left, picka fist or you can catch the deuce
- this is the Orient express and youve been booted from the caboose....
- i pack punches like white mothers to sack lunches
- ill cripple this bitches front paws and force him to resort to his back hunches
- my music spreads like sickness, through the speakers they contagious like sneezes
- you have no room to stand on against me, stupid paraplegic...