Battles vs ILL_BILL
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Verse 1
- I master my steez, disaterous to wacker MC's
- Attacking with ease, and bring a bat to shatter your knees
- I'm badder than these...
- Rappers screaming, "Apathy please, show mercy"
- But their begging doesn't matter to me
- I'm allergic to wacker rappers, and automaticaly sneeze
- So when they rap after me, I try not to breathe
- Blow flows into tissue like boogies and snots
- Cock the hammer, pop the Glock like a rookiesh cop
- And when bitches see me rock, their pussy gets hot
- Got 'em counting down the days that it took me to drop
- And when the records in the store, you'll be begging for more
- Cause you never heard a style like this perfected before
- From the surface of the Earth to the center of the core
- Epidermis of a girl or placenta of a whore
- All the verses in the World couldn't settle the score
- Cause Apathetic is the master of the deepest metaphors
- Verse 2
- I'll snatch your link, just to make you think
- I draw gats quicker than the human optical blinks
- Have you terrified, washing your sweaty face in a sink
- Cause you pussy like a porn star dressed in pink
- I'm on the brink of blowing to being thrown in the clink
- Cause I start fights with cats like my shit don't stink
- You think you gigantic, but you Titanic sink
- I'm dynamic with ink, making larger heads shrink
- I don't rock ice, don't even like ice in drinks
- Go south for the winter, too hot for ice rinks
- You flow soft, knock your nose off like the Sphinx
- Hit hoes off, that's why your girls see's me and winks
- I'm the sleeziest rap fink, Hip-Hop's Larry Flynnt
- Hard to see like black tints, cats squint to glimpse
- Never leave hints, photos, or finger prints
- I'm down low, below underground macs and pimps
- You new jack's and whimps, try hard, but cum limp
- While my name is getting print across billboards and blimps
- Ap Bar-B-Ques you shrimps, leaving my imprints
- An inch in your skull before you could even flinch
- Battle me, step up and die
- So let me clarify, that I terrify
- Paralyze, while you sit there and cry
- I never lie, verify
- I travel without moving like Ap was Jamiroquai
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Verse 1
- I make ruthless records consecutive
- Disconnect your wig, wet you in your living room
- Disrespect your crib, spit fire at you
- Pop pop, cause your body to ooze
- Bill, anything I spit's uncle Howie approved
- There ain't no justice and there ain't no peace
- These mean streets are like the evil dead eager to feast
- Soul chasers will leave you diseased, what you get dealing with creeps
- People sleep until we cause the desert eagles to speak
- There's no love and no loyalty left
- Learn ya lesson, the hood shot rich porter to death
- Only the hood die young, rest in peace to Jam Masta Jay
- Biggie and Pac, and all the rest who passed away
- I'm like an animal, trying to survive
- Striving for a better tomorrow, the world's full of terror and sorrow
- Tears drop from a little baby boy or girl
- While the push of a button could destroy the world
- Hook X2
- It's a overkill, no escaping this we raping this homie
- It's a overkill, expose to nuclear radiation
- It's a overkill, push the chromosone chromosplode
- It's a overkill, peep the overfiend overload
- Verse 2
- Hit you with the nine shell in your head like Kleinfeld
- My mind's swelled, I laugh at it like Seinfeld or Larry David
- Then blast off like Larry Davis
- We carry bangers and air you out like airplane hangers
- I rock 5 star general status, projects to Paris
- At the Hilton sticking foreign objects in Paris
- I'm very paranoid tell me what they asked you? Splash you
- Nuke you like fast food, splatter you when I clap tools
- I keep it simple like grass roots, attack troops
- Ghetto gorillas in track suits, wet up your whole shit like a bathroom
- I catch fools slipping and hit 'em with capsules of blow cause cash rules
- The truth newport carton junkies and street trash, wheat grass
- Customers cop hundreds of weed bags
- Yeah I was chosen to kill those who are smoking the krills
- Sold it to you out the old seville, yo you know the drill
- Hook X2
- Verse 3
- Go overboard, this is Ill Bill the overlord, go to war
- I approach you with a trojan horse, entire armies are slaughtered
- Explosions of gore, soldiers fall, hot enough to cause your bones to dissolve
- Go through walls, Let the don use it, mix it with orange juice and abuse it
- Throw your guns in the air and lose it, gangstas and goons with uzis
- We underhanded money, rubberbanded the son of sam, son of man
- People too stupid to understand, I'm the host with the most
- Travel coast to coast, rolling like nostra coke, when I post the toast
- Leave you wetter than PCP dispose of folks, loced out leave you with holes
- Your clothes are soaked, you fucking shithead your thought process is idiotic
- It gets worse blow a hole in your head, leave you retarded, look at you know
- Stupid fuck see what you started, I won't stop till all of are dearly departed
- Hook X2