Battles  KerryPoppins vs KingKidd

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • Two wins under my belt, I'm looking for number three.
  • A better hand dealt, I'm lyrically destroying emcees.
  • Smoking trees; I'm doing this shit with ease-
  • Genius on the same level as the late Capital STEEZ.
  • Quit my job today, followed by these parentheses:
  • "C U Next Tuesday," with a capital 'C.'
  • Tellin' my bitch boss that I was more than displeased.
  • I hate boring mornings and ICEE-induced brain freeze.
  • Lost my mind from listening to too many hip-hop CDs--
  • Now I've got the highest level of tip-top anxiety.
  • Calm my mind by listening to Bohemian Rhapsody,
  • happily capturing gravity from an entirely different galaxy.
  • In other words, I'm high as fuck, elaborately mastering rap.
  • My brain has an abnormality for naturally seeing things unhappily, full of crap
  • So, I'm questioning why you have the audacity
  • to think that you have the same level of capacity to match me.
  • You're just a faggot with a bitch-ass mentality,
  • Stop now, third strike, you're my next casualty.

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • He couldn't understand my linguistics my shits complicated like quantum physics
  • I taunt and haunt em with it and he fell like he took a thousand dissses ;
  • my lethal linguistics intenses for every rhyme I diminish you might
  • as well relinquish bitch your face it your finished
  • everyone can vividly see you don't that compare lyrically to me
  • bitch Lyrically I'am controlling you subliminally with this raw lyrical chemistry
  • bitch surrender to me admit defeat submit to me or Iama beat you relentlessly
  • with this lyrical mic that you never could see
  • but yet you still had dreams of being a emcee
  • why to me is a mere mystery but fuck it your history
  • when I spit raps my rhymes cracks the concrete
  • after you meet your defeat
  • I'am deadly when the ink and paper meets
  • bitch I'am playing for keeps when the bullets from the nine meet
  • your raw meat your body descends six feet deep
  • and with that I stomp and squash this brief beef between you and me

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