Battles AKPRODIGY vs boybastian
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Rookie, is a game that a fool plays
- Im sitting here reminiscin bout my school days
- I used to go mad fresh
- Scoop the chick, stupid prick, get the digits and the address
- they was jockin, cause I was clockin mad cash
- I slid a chick everyday after last class
- Strictly a sex thang
- Let me explain
- I hit 'em up, get 'em up, and put 'em on the next train
- My trademark was black glasses
- I cut the wack classes
- Then slide off with some cutie pies with fat
- all the fellas was amazed
- By the way I was mackin females in my school days time
- that why it was battles everyday at lunch time
- A brother battled me once it was plain wack
- I played him so bad he left school and never came back
- And in the lunchroom it was a ak prodigy thing
- I made so much noise that you could'nt hear the bell ring
- One of us closed the do's,to the top I rose
- And got props when I rocked the school talent shows
- My opponents got scarred fast
- Thats why when they see me they do the hundred yard dash
- I left MCs and they whole crew phased
- thats how I did it in my schoole
- When I first got inside high school, I wasnt known
- I roamed alone but I held my own
- I was a freshman, in other words a new jack
- When you mentioned ak prodigy, brothers was like "Who's that?!"
- Then I made the master plan
- Know I got a batch of fans
- And when you mention my name now- "oh thats my man"
- You see how
- Its all about me now
- All the girls scream ooooouuuuuhh
- Whenevever I freestyle
- When I roll the whole crews on the scenery
- So those who envy me
- Cant do a thing to me
- I used to move alone now my crews fat
- I went from a new jack
- To a new mack, thats true black
- Im cuttin rappers like sufflays
- I came off like toupees
- Yea, thats how I did it in my school days
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Yo i be rappin' n' repping, all over the globe
- You be stepping to me? Bitch, check your frontal lobe
- While i'm preppin' a beat, you be preppin' the rope
- I got girls wetting my meat, and you be betting she's soaked
- I be necking them both, yeah they taking an oath
- It's like they baking a loaf the way they making me grow
- And they unclothe when I clap, shake n' moan when I rap,
- Got them naked, quaking, aching when I'm slapping that crack
- And yeah i'm back on the scene, after 3 whack years
- Ain't the return of the mac, but the return of your fears
- Puttin' down the backpack, time to earn with my ears
- You can hear our peer's cheerin' "boy move him to tears!"
- Cause i'm satirical, a miracle, with lyrical spears
- Cuz, my syllables tight and I'm in minimal gears
- You're a historical sight, like a biblical plight,
- I'm in invisible flight, light years clear of your shite