Battles  DaeDon vs

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • I spit SWORN-SERENITY I will kill ur ass and I aint talkin "BOURNE-IDENTITY"//
  • like you were a BORN-KENNEDY when I TORN-A-REMEDY and I aint talkin J-KWON//
  • i spit like RAE-KWON when we DROP-BOMBS they be NA-PALM some genuine SOLDIER-STUFF//
  • im BOLDER-TUFF COLDER-TOLDYA ya rap be off right POROUS//
  • I be TAKIN ya ass like CAR-TOWERS I will FIGHT-YA-BITCH like canines call me MICHEAL-VICK the manner, //
  • in which I RIFLE-KIDS its like I SPIT-MAGIC and 'MIT'-TRAJICS//
  • yet I dont wanna GIT-STATIC by the numbers when I TAKE-AWAY-GOLD//
  • have dis man gone quick like BREAK-AWAY-GOALS, aint a hattrick//
  • havin this buddy gone quick like Split AWAY-Objectives, aint a collector tho//
  • common courtesy HOE, open the hatch.. stryke back home, you's just the 81st division bro//
  • so don't be extreme and APPROACH-MACS cause da heat is what I TOTE-BLACK//
  • I got slugs that ah leave yah opening in ya top like a OLD-HAT//
  • in addition to my shots HITTING-WIGS, my heat named "ronald isley" so you can call my shells MR.BIGGS//
  • Cause I keep RUGARS-CHUMP and I pack "clasps and devices" like a MOVIE-STUNT//
  • plus my UZI-DUMP, dis fellows a STUPID-PUNK you may think his head was a "kite" the way shells made his minds MOVING-UP!//
  • see my group SHOOTING-PUNK you can see them SHOOT-N-PUMP you may think my firearm had "nitro" the way my clasps begin BOOSTING-UP//
  • and I BLAST-FOURS at ya MASS-CHORDS, I pack chrome that will leave you dead on a "plane dispatched to another nation" like "PASS-PORTS!!!"//
  • however I TAKE-AWAY-SOULS, bitch reap YUNG-BEING-ILL resembles Elton John BEIN-STRAIGHT//
  • which the verses are what I-MAKE, counter-intuitive thoughts, though i END IT WITH A HAYMAKE!!!////

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • I blackout on every square like a game of bingo
  • Ya fate is sealed folks dressed in all black it ain’t their phase of emo
  • You rap like you still learnin to talk it’s the worst of hip hop since it’s birth in the Bronx
  • Only time you in the hood is when ya racist ass is burnin a cross
  • You know I’m the shit now heart cold as the Swiss alps the surface is frost I got murderous thoughts
  • You been deservin this loss I spit roasts cook him over a spitroast like a Persian kebab
  • I’m a hellhound leave you spellbound like Gregory Peck and Ingrid Bergman
  • Ya recordin sessions sound like, “Yo I’m def with the record...this thing workin?”
  • You inexperienced the kid’s delirious fuckin with the one that coulda built the pyramids
  • With a myriad of rhymes that leave you covered in blood like ya bitch ass missed a period
  • I spit weird gun bars cause a tactical MC can adapt to any scene
  • Start talkin with shells shit look like I’m doin acid on the beach
  • You barely even rhyme ya bars are practically a speech prolly gonna talk bout you clap berettas
  • Or somethin like that takin drastic measures to “fit in” well I’mma school you class in session
  • I fuck around and skip the needle on ya face let’s just say this is off the record
  • My bars are better hotter than the Sahara Desert in august weather
  • I had a good set up for this last bar but had no idea what the fuck to rhyme it with
  • My mind 3 heads in 1 on some Leviathon and I got more bars than Dublin, Ireland
  • Cause if I fuck around and then pick up the writin pen it’s puppet’s time again till nobody’s life is left

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