Battles Bokchoygurl vs -Oblivionstar-
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Any curse words allowed. May the best person win!
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Battle on April 18 2019
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Rowan
- You think you funny?
- Think you can hide behind your pops with all dat money
- Nah, I wouldn’t wish fame on my enemy
- shit is getting to me I'm my number one fucking enemy
- You thinking every line you write
- Will be provoking suicide?
- Thoughts are provoking, these thoughts are a commotion
- Saying oh dear god can I slip Rowan some potion
- Put them out randomly hopin' that I get some
- You just bring up shit randomly
- Where you belong with your family
- It’s a oddity
- How you think you can make a commodity
- Atrocity
- Mythology
- Yet you think you a legacy
- But you need an ecstasy, with a mental-mental remedy
- No parody
- You’re corroded
- Actin like the world exploded
- You not a king
- You a not a pheasant
- Just cause you can’t be pleasant
- You think your words have a sword?
- Oh just go to the morgue
- Join your dead raps
- Where your papas
- Where you hide from your papas!
- Yah
DEFENDER'S RAP
- You say you hate my raps
- You say I’m to much like my paps
- You say I can’t say nothin raps
- To much like my paps.
- Well I got news
- You think that you’re annoying
- I think that that might be toying
- You played with our feelings
- Your lies, could make a killing
- You think you slap-trap born in the trap
- Check out-check out-check out yourself
- They say check yourself before you wreck yourself
- else.Stand up for yourself,
- I’m callin’ on you ’cause I can’t do it myself
- I got 20 thousand views of French itself
- The silver-lining couldn't find 'em up on any shelf
- I think I've got some enemies disguised as friends
- I had dollars for a young’un ever had cents
- So you finally got the nerve
- Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors
- But you seemed to neglect the indirect correct intellect of this sect of doctors.
- Then you be asking for head...while my poor nigga bled