Battles SpurWilly vs Nayth96
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- //Intro
- Cheah
- I get checks on the side like, cheah
- Nike runnin outta cash Nike, aye
- Nike runnin outta cash Nike, hey-
- //Hook
- I get checks on the side like Nike
- Money is bitch an now these bitches want me like them
- I keep runnin outta rubber bands can’t count it up
- Sorry I racked the cash it’s so raring I could put it up
- I get checks on the side like Nike
- Money is bitch an now these bitches want me like them
- I keep runnin outta rubber bands can’t count it up
- Sorry I racked the cash it’s so raring I could put it up
- //Verse 1
- I got checks on me left an right, like Nike
- Then I fuck Jay like Mike fucked with Spidey
- Fuck a shoe box I got it me
- That money look good but I swear to god they don’t want it
- I made my own prices on my own competition
- Fuck the police any time they tryna get me
- I’ve got ta cop the Bentley
- Those side checks been adding up
- All I blow is gas
- An bad bitches find me up
- They rollin round ta get to me an I ain’t got to sell em shit
- Just finger fuck the cash an drop my hundo just to sell a bit
- The money got me excellent
- I feel just like the president
- I’m runnin shit got two kids an a White House I run ta rather see
- All my niggas on JB remix bout that KA$
- Or pull up, pull out an make that foreign an do the dash
- Never cake without that strap
- If you call me I’ma cap I got some checks on the side an I ain’t never fuckin KA$-
- (Cheah)
- //Hook
- I get checks on the side like Nike
- Money is bitch an now these bitches want me like them
- I keep runnin outta rubber bands can’t count it up
- Sorry I racked the cash it’s so raring I could put it up
- I get checks on the side like Nike
- Money is bitch an now these bitches want me like them
- I keep runnin outta rubber bands can’t count it up
- Sorry I racked the cash it’s so raring I could put it up
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Expose/ those who lack rhymes that are automatic
- Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"
- Dispose/ of rappers who jump in traffic
- Bulldoze/ and watch their bodies turn plastic
- Oppose/ enemies with long lost forbidden magic
- Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics
- Decompose/ beats and break it down like mechanics
- Diagnose/ me for being a maniacal fanatic
- N-T-G/ the thoughts in my head are problematic
- Roses/ and immortal tactics buried in my attic
- Arose/ from broken boulevards, story tragic
- Awoke/ in a backwards world, heart panicked
- Compose/ masterpieces in my dreams, pictures graphic
- Explode/ like atom bombs, my future drastic
- Alone/ in my room, I write for diplomatics
- Glowin/ with hope but seein things like cinematics
- Flowin/ continuously like electrical statics
- Blowin/ out lava from my pen, the liquid volcanic
- Growin/ power in the people cause my soul democratic
- Slowin/ time down and bring it back to jurassic
- Totin/ semi automatics I blow apart the demographic and stretch it to shreds like Mr. Fantastic