Battles   vs Dope_Doc

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

Dope_Doc won this battle!

CHALLENGER'S RAP

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DEFENDER'S RAP

  • A majority of War Machine's priority should be to get some warranty
  • on his suit that I'll dismantle like housing authority.
  • I'm throwing major shots with my mini-gun, it's a hit and run,
  • Dirk couldn't beat the shade that was Sonny L, so he became my son/sun,
  • All he repeats is fuck me, you needa' learn to study,
  • nobodies giving you the pass cuz you got exposed by Huggy,
  • Driven by this enigma, you smoking clear but challenged high off Crystal,
  • Made it official when I pistol whipped these instrumentals,
  • I fingered your bitch with the finger in the middle,
  • write the nazi sign on your stomach and hang your ass off the batman signal.
  • Triple M had you, but soon they wrote you off the program,
  • a sidekick with his last side kicked in, cooked like spam.
  • You fucking sped, I gets more head than the top of a bed,
  • You sound just like my last opponent, saying the same shit that he said,
  • I know much about a father, I got my dick game mastered,
  • you're a child bastard, covered in plaster, counting each body bag like a dashboard.
  • I got this fan choking off the dopeness, lungs slowly open,
  • You're provoking an explosion, playing it unsafe like a broken trojan.
  • Blood vessels rapture, only to way to beat me is to suck me like a Jolly Rancher,
  • nigga has been a fucking growing cancer, he's a false rapper with a canister full of enhancers.
  • I'm tossing grenades in your grave, giving your soul headaches,
  • started a wave in a cave, cuz I don't play, Triple M' made you turn Triple Gay.
  • I'ma hustler bringing the fume' like a muffler,
  • you were the nut juggler' always a customer still remains a front runner.
  • I'm emptying rounds all over this clown,
  • bringing the hounds, lynching the pound,
  • enter your hoes room and all you here is a vibrating sound.
  • You're a deadman so I chokeslam an 'F' onto your s.t.d exam,
  • and everyone on Rap Pad know's your a sad Lad, asking for verses just to fucking scam.
  • My pen game Rocks The Paper, your career sliced by scissors,
  • I'll let LAC/LA See the way I Clipper the tongue of this greedy lizard.
  • The definition of sin, devils advocate killing a sack of gin to win,
  • I'm the kingpin that'll slice your wrist, take your bitch, nigga eat a dick.
  • Crossing the line in the sand, my lines continue to expand,
  • In the summer you suffer multiple heatstrokes, cuz YOU GOT NO FANS.
  • And I keep spitting the facts, all I needa' do is Unplug this Machine,
  • decided to diss me when he was hyper off caffeine,
  • But now that he's whack, Like Deadpool, I'll put two swords in his back,
  • Funny you should name drop Roblox,
  • cuz you started on Auto Rap Battles banging sets like you grew from the block,
  • you needa stop, Ima' fucking clock on the watch, bomb ready to go off when you hear that TICK TOCK.
  • That suits been in the dirt so it's easy to further bury you,
  • Brainless Zombie with an army that throws cupid type arrows,
  • I slit throats cuz he knows when I'll take your soul,
  • you got no control over your own tone,
  • lower your standards, Like I've mentioned you fat bastard,
  • landed in a pile of shit, you smell worse than two unwashed Pits.
  • And I say this with all sincerity,
  • You're more of a War Machine Parody,
  • cuz the real one actually blasts from his Uzi's,
  • Remember when you wrote a letter to that chick saying, "use me".
  • Fucking prick, starts conflict surrounded by Mirrors without bothering to squint,
  • but if he did, He'd see the reality,
  • My D is your mothers Vitamins,
  • You didn't grow up near violence,
  • you were set by a breed in the suburbs dieting,
  • Your persona got Eazy killed, cuz the Arc Reactor contains viruses..

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