Battles Trickster vs ShapeShift
RULES
Friendly Battle, not real hatred. No rhymezone
Max of 64 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- // Verse One
- ShapeShit entered the chat and left the chat real quickly,
- Turned himself into a crazy meme jar of honey but soon got all sticky
- "Let's see ShapeShit! He's probably in his shapeshifting process!"
- Everyone suggested that and intercepted his masquerading progress
- He yelped up and turned to a puddle of smoke, probably overdosed on weed,
- His throat expanded, toes retracted, and there goes him, choked on memes
- "Shit! What you bitches doing in my blow off room? Get out of here this instant!"
- As we walked away by the stowaways near a culdesac we saw him shitting his pants in that distance
- "YOU STILL LOOKING ME SHIT MY PANTS? COME ON I'M FAMOUS FOR THAT NOW KISS MY ASS!"
- // Chorus
- ShapeShit, ShapeShit
- Trousers out, spinning like a round-a-bout,
- ShapeShit, ShapeShit,
- Shit his pants just to kiss his ass
- // Verse Two
- In a second everyone's in front of his crib,
- Peeked inside, just to risk it
- We saw him smoke a pipe, like how he choked on mics, thats probably why we can diss him,
- Come On ShapeShit, show me your uh.. nothing to show?
- Well that's a little fact for you, we had something to know,
- "Introducing the new revolutionary machine, the ShapeShit T-800
- He can turn to everything according to shape, fuck it
- Let's add a feature to his system: software downgrades!
- Maybe a meme panel for him to talk about AIDS??
- Yeah let's try it out, put the wires! Fine!
- SHIT ITS A T-800 FROM CYBERDYNE!"
- // Chorus
- ShapeShit, ShapeShit
- Trousers out, spinning like a round-a-bout,
- ShapeShit, ShapeShit,
- Shit his pants just to kiss his ass
DEFENDER'S RAP
- The only good time you get from a girl is at a track meet,
- I smack weak I can ride shotgun in the back seat,
- Slugs release I'm timeless with rhyming I took the garbage out last week, (outlast weak)
- It's not a chore to smack emcees not a dentist but I'll extract teeth,,
- Not on acid but I'm displaying psychedelic patterns,
- Write precise as striking lighting climbing high without a ladder,
- My words invoke sciatica and cause your spine to shatter,
- I grab the mic and batter no bisquick go hide and cower,,
- I'll put your dick in the dirt and kick up sediment the size of bricks,
- My minds legit your thoughts are fraudulent like piru crips,
- Stifle lips with what I spit your lines are dryer then psoriasis,
- Keep the cypher lit bars get under your skin like a tick,,
- The only pussy you get is on pornhub call it computerus,
- I'm attacking your presence (presents) like I abused a gift,
- The mic I use it swift I'll hit in the chest with lyrics till you lose your win, (lose your wind)
- You could be in jail and still couldn't use the pen,,