Battles Lethal_Notes vs Web_Alternate
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Web_Alternate won this battle!
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Back from the dead, I'm the haunted your head Is wanted
- To get beheaded, and while beheaded you get taunted
- Can you survive the gauntlet? will you come out the strongest?
- Can you take the mallet? hard raw, or are you the softest?
- You lived the longest, had 5 rounds the 6 Is solid
- But this time, I will be the 1 who'll come out the strongest,
- And stand the tallest, like 9 feet with beastly limps
- On the basketball court I was tall enough to reach the rim
- While you short enough to be Mario's retarded son
- With retarded for Luigi, you they discarded 1
- Web Fag you bitch I'll slit both of your skinny wrist
- Feel my gritty fist, hit you with thousand and 60 hits
- In less than a minute you die you rot and perish
- After your funeral your mother and I cherished
- Bang her good that night like a hammer gave her a nice screw
- While you trying a revival technique that night fool
DEFENDER'S RAP
- F_No I know It's you, and we both know It's true
- Plus you know It's Dooms Day, battling me you know It's screwed
- Shit you know It dude, I know It's rude, and I know It's crude
- Your exposed and nude, and Its leaked downloaded so It's viewed
- All of rappad knows It to, oppose me yet posted you
- 5 times I left you In the oven and over roasted you
- Guess I'm a terrible cooker this time I'll so toast you
- Then forget to turn It off so Instead It so smoked you
- Like I did 5 times, talk sure? the parts unknown dude
- Your blacker than my chalk board. yet I'm skilled malone dude
- So what am I suppose to do with the walking dead?
- It's just the dead walking, stalking the walking Web
- Fang, behead me? you can try? and make a haunting thread
- On the Internet lie, yet you only got a talking head
- That's Deadpool, not Web Fang, you Deadfool, I'm Web Fang
- Your breaths too, I text Frank, like dead stools, your breath stanks
- But these next 8 bars will be extermination, exterminating
- The Terminator, terminating over macing vermin spraying
- My verse Is raising the perfect aging, for the temperature
- I raise the lyrical bar mottherfucker, I'm a mess courager
- While your a rest furniture, asses sit and fart on you
- Your still bad, but they wanted to be extra hard on you
- Bang my mom? but your a ghost so she never noticed you
- Take a L back to Hell! round 6 and It's clear I roasted you