Battles Skittles vs LVL
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Battle on July 27 2014
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- When I go out, I'mma go out shooting
- I don't mean when I die, I mean when I go out to the club, stupid
- I'm tryna clean up my fuckin' image so I promised the fuckin' critics
- I wouldn't say fuckin' for six minutes
- My baby's mom, bitch made me an angry blonde
- So I made me a song, killed her and put Baby on
- I may be wrong, I keep thinking these crazy thoughts
- In my cranium, but I'm stuck with a crazy mom
- (Is she really on as much dope as you say she's on)
- Came home, and somebody musta broke in the back window
- And stole two loaded machine guns and both of my trenchcoats
- Sick, sick dreams of picnic scenes
- Two kids, sixteen with M-16's and ten clips each
- And them shits reach through six kids each
- And Skittle gets blamed in Bill Clint's speech to fix these streets
- Fuck that, pbbt – you faggots can vanish to volcanic ash
- And reappear in hell with a can of gas and a match
- Aftermath, Dre, grab the gat, show 'em where it's at
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'm a little sick, and I might scribble shit, on a #biblical #stick,
- Or is it a sickle bitch? Listen quick, it'll click that you're #lost like a little bitch.
- Did you get the memo, you're in the ghetto, #brickle pig.
- Where all you hear is an #Eko, #crippled bitch.
- Fuck cripples, hick. I'll cut up a sibyl chick,
- And feed them to my little kids, see if that's in her simple scripts.
- When I unload triple clips, like #Kurt, into the #civil bricks,
- Of an orphanage, where blood sizzles and drips,
- from the twisted kid's bodies like a contortionist, that jiggles w/ ticks,
- Missed so I transfix the teacher with jiggling tits, and the pickle dick.
- I need some signal for the pics, of the dirty blooded children,
- To send to thirty hundred women, it's just fun and little tricks,
- They call me a noisy mass murderer,
- I call myself a poison #gas server,
- I #pass the tests, a psychopath, that spat on guests,
- That wears bulletproof glass vests, to a micro bath,
- The person that shows a slideshow of her wrath, the #aftermath,
- #Chicka-#chicka, killa chick, a prick, a quick slit of the wrist.
- I'm a little #cuckoo, all the #time, I love committal voodoo.
- Doing it at #midnight, getting into a fistfight
- & Crushing your #windpipe with a pinstripe from your kids #kite.
- While it was in mid-#flight, wrap the rope around your throat, skintight.
- I hitchhike and ignite a midwife then throw her into a riptide.
- Black magic, fuck Catholics, burning them is my damn tactic,
- Toss their body in the shack or attic,
- It's a tad graphic, bad and tragic,
- It's causing laughs and panic, but I'm glad and it's nostalgic,
- Fuck religion, shit on it like a pigeon with bad vision,
- It's superstition, I'd rather go to prison for giving yo kid a circumcision,
- Good thing it's just tradition, I'm a little homicidal, ain't reliable,
- Fuck the evidence, fuck the testament, fuck immigrants,
- Fuck pessimists, fuck elephants, fuck all the elements,
- Let's take a ride into insanity,
- Where my mind died, like the Amity, oh, the inanity.
- I am on drugs, I am nuts, I am corrupt, but I give zero fucks.
- I'll knock over an old man and take his cane,
- Rock a nuns damn world to make it rain,
- Stalk her sons and girls to bake their brain.
- Airlock their lungs till they hurl and ache from the cocaine.
- Just a little insane, just a little insane, just a little insane.