Battles 51GM4 vs PiKaX
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Okay I'm practicing my way to shoot my words to your head
- Shoot! your heads basically plain just like bread
- when you rap its sounds like you are just too cheap to buy IT
- I bet youre head aint even loud with words its just quiet
- You probably even look like the scary clown IT
- maybe scarier
- if you were out of the world
- the more the merrier
- I bet you when you with your parents
- They cant believe that's your appearance
- maybe they feel ashamed
- Maybe they need to treat you like a lion to be tamed
- Calm down boy...
- or girl
- whatever you are you better not eat my baby bro's toys
- il bring out my cross shine you off with my pearls
- you are banned you devil hypocrite
- satans probably more handsome than yo ugly ass spirit
- Okay I'm done witcho ugly sh*t
- You know what? Just throw yourself to the pit
- rather than just after you die
- cus it looks like your dead already
- Everybody already throwing a party
- Making confetti's
- You could just hide your Canadian lookin Yeti
- From far away
- Cus of these words they slaying
- And your words they decaying
- Cus I'm from the bay
- Raise in LA
- Maybe your hometown gay
- If it is LA
- Then its not
- Bro No Homo
- But just know I ain't a Robot
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'll burn you alive, then put you in your casket
- Talking about lick more butts than prim, you real ratchet
- After I weave, i'll snatch your weave back and let your baldness show
- And in case you're paying attention while reading
- her hair was weave, but the weave was made out of sheep skin
- Trying to level up on me? But I already farmed
- This man is no more than a 6, but I come in fully armed
- When I put this iron to your face, you'll be deceased
- And when they put you in your casket, your body will be creased
- You're the type to be nominated for everything, but win no awards
- Cmon tsunade, My watch wetter than a tsunami, you flat chested cutting board
- Don't know what you're cutting towards
- You better know where you stand
- Stop the twitter fingers, you better close up your hand
- Cause when it's all said and done the project will be uneven on how you made
- Then you'd have to flow out all your tears while throwing the paper away