Battles MugShotz vs BBAE
RULES
go all the way fuck out
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
MugShotz won this battle!
2 ROUNDS
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Battle on December 6 2018
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- To start its time to change guard
- i hit hard with the remarks of
- Pure wit i punched your ticket
- i am wicked on the big stage
- i tell em all eat shit your desperate
- for your credit i get that your not legit
- So go quit shit in the bucket
- Thats where you belong
- just another pawn
- i'm King Kong where you went wrong
- This where your problems are imma nascar
- 200 miles fast open lanes breaking my chains
- Running over your remains drink shit through a straw
- Flash in the pan here i go imma superman
- Just the next version its certain
- imma on fire grabbing the garrote wire
- Imma on an entire different level
- Of being a devil grabbing the scissors and saws
- Your wounds i got the salt call it assault its your fault
- i stuffed you in a vault i haunt just wasting punch lines
- And burning your signs changing headlines
- I am just yelling at air prepare i fucking swear
- you all best beware before i hit you like despair
- The Wizard of oz your just a grandpa
- Gizzards and gauze look here comes jaws
- Hot grease from the pan burning batman
- like a madman sulfuric acid
- Eats your hand understand rewrite your Lines
- before you get into fights under the big lights
- Flow Rider Squash you like a spider
- Eating you like a tiger
- Lightning in a skillet
- Splash of hot liquid imma twisted
- and addicted imma Psycho
- when i hit that flow go swallow a hoe
- Try a little more to be hardcore
- to even the score i will ignore the c4
- imma ghost Rider Brighter diagnosed
- you have been turned to toast even on the east coast
- down to the westcoast your just another ghost
- that i fucking roast while you choked
- You must be blind man remind you imma japan
- Quit playing you prick your just basic
- so go lick your next door neighbors dick in public
- my flows slick this battles tragic imma automatic
- to causing panic its fantastic your just melted plastic
- its so magic melted crayon you felt it my bombs
- in my response your sucking a cock all around your block
- Stop drop and roll you just lost your soul along with all control
- you wanna getexplicit lets take a scenic tour visit
- Your grave inside an empty space your a disgrace
- Erase any trace when you hit the wizard of oz
- your a lost bird i murdered and burned
- saying you sick your just made of plastic
- like a fake ass thats left in the grass instead of against glass
- Soft as i get change your mindset that's no threat
- i'll leave you in a shed covered in red
- While you bled all over the internet
- My flows tighter imma fighter
- you just go struck by the viper empire
- heres a flyer learn to earn your desire
- End this shit learn to spit some legit
- Bars clown raps my playground
- your down now fucking shutdown
DEFENDER'S RAP
- You call yourself darkJ, but I'll leave your face marked like my first cars fender
- Bloodied and bruised like your tampon on your last period bender
- Do I offend her, or maybe it's a him, or a mix like a blender
- These shots I take, I'm the sender, I ball like Barclay center
- Or maybe I drink, I know you need to to think straight
- Cause your fluid in more ways than one, there's no debate
- I eat cake, you eat meat, I come now, you came late
- You a flake, snow up your nose that's your fate, you even date?
- Cause death seems to be the only thing to get you elated
- You sound asphyxiated, cause you choked when you masturbated
- And when you try and come at me, your problems get exacerbated
- Cause We're not friends, your just the dead space when the laughter faded
- Now is the time I say this, you are not on my level
- I walk the Earth, you live with what you worship, the devil
- Think you the only one with a deal, darkJ you ain't special
- I am the real reaper of souls, and I won't do it gentle
- This is a mental game, I terminate eternal flames
- I am nocturnal, my verses haunt you in your dreams
- Better scream, cause my death note is now a journal
- So your soul on my sleeve ain't alone, it's universal
- See you a cat, pussy, I got a gat like Al Capone
- Your claws may scar may face, but you will decorate my throne
- As a carpet pelt, or as a statue of stone
- I'll rock your top, knock you flat like I'm Sylvester Stallone
- I don't even need to flex, but I'll still go straight for your neck
- you are next, i got respect i gotta protect
- and when your backs against the wall, you will shrink down to a fleck
- like a flea you will flee from this battle, you insect
- I only spit insecticide, so for you, this is suicide
- and for me, this is pride, so you better move aside
- before i let loose the gates of hell on you faker
- and piss on your tombstone, I am the undertaker