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Battle on June 30 2019

CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • They said it was all about knowledge
  • And know I feel like I got most of it all
  • Moe dee, drop it!
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  • //(verse 1 starts on 0:21)
  • I have knowledge like a dolphin
  • You see food, you start scarfing
  • Rapping with the 80s
  • Try out this new rap style, So I’ll
  • Try to make it worthwhile
  • Listen to the funk beat, its the eighties
  • It is raps old fool, The rap before the old school
  • Back when beef wasn’t harsh
  • But still making bars
  • With 80s cars
  • Like in moe dee’s classic album
  • With that classic, it riled them
  • I can rap so hard even with this beat
  • I can do a feat, like rocking a dead man, upon his death bed
  • It’s supernatural, Before hatchimals
  • I knew this was a thing, with my knowledge
  • I knew it and acknowledged
  • Back then, I wasn’t even in college
  • Still very little, a fiddle, Stuck in the middle, like Seanut brittle
  • I remember I ain’t no joke
  • It made me choke when he said
  • “I make the mic smoke, I throw it on the ground make sure it’s broke”
  • It was right before nwa came along
  • Made their little songs, About gangsters and such
  • Man since then, rap has changed so much
  • From the golden era to now
  • So How? Bring back the classics,
  • Like how ya like me now
  • So what are waiting, for an invitation
  • So come and hurry and pay homage, to my sacred Knowledge
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  • Continuing again, with second verse
  • I can do it again, it doesn’t really hurt
  • I ain’t a newjack I’ve been here years
  • So come on sucka, you better fear
  • My rap style, old school and new school
  • It’s like a true tool, To make any decades of rap modern
  • It’s like ozzy Osborne, it gives you heartburn
  • It’s gonna come back, like Return of the Jedi
  • And it’s because, I said I
  • Make this a hit, You can forget
  • Any other rap style
  • So in the meanwhile
  • Listen to me, moe dee follower
  • I can get a part of her
  • My girlfriend, with my whirlwind
  • It’s shaped like a pyramid
  • Yeah, you see what I did?
  • Shoutout to doc and nwa
  • For startin in the eighties
  • No one can do it better
  • And straight outta Compton
  • Back then, it wasn’t common
  • To hear about guns and drugs
  • They were deemed like-thugs
  • So give me a hug, don’t deny it, So come and buy it
  • So get your unibrow, See I knew you now
  • Listen to old school like I told you
  • Now I can allow, You to say, How ya like me now

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • This worlds full of hurt, sometimes I play ostrich and plant my face in the dirt,
  • for what it's worth, you never seen the pain or suffering so wipe off that fucking smirk,
  • Paid in full, clips emptied, out here in my city, body bags getting heavy,
  • You wanna see a place full of folks with no hope?, don't worry we got plenty,
  • Who knows if we'll make it to twenty, it's quite tempting,
  • To go out like a g, and have a family crying over me,
  • Lord forgive a young hustla, he only tryna make a dollar for the rent,
  • My life is like a car crash, full of fire and every side you look at has a fucking dent,
  • Scene smelling like a dead pest, heart broken, and mind full of revenge,
  • Sometimes you just want to fly away in a chopper, adopt a new persona,
  • You saw that dude with an icy wrist and cool aroma?, Pip squeaks a for sure gona',
  • Fact is, who cares if I'm not dope enough, I smoked enough, maybe my words are only bluffs,
  • All I know is of, how to make time go bye faster when I inhale and puff,
  • It's only been a couple months, but at that time, I really had enough,
  • Nobody can stop me from writing, unless I break my fingers and start biting,
  • My fuckin' ears off, so I don't hear the sound of each word being released through the years, doc,
  • Or maybe it's time for me to leave this rap as my final one,
  • Doc's out, the dude who only wrote shit just so he could make 'em see that he won.
  • And I'm, a fucking menace when my demented presence talks shit in a sentence,
  • Full of vengeance, only question is wheres the weapon that makes me start sweating,
  • Each time I pick it up, makes me throw up and develop anorexia,
  • Each time that I'm next to ya, we make the room feel at home yuh,
  • Throw the rook' a bone, he's grown, and outgoing,
  • Flowing but still going to, reach his goal no matter the consequence,
  • Each battle approached with confidence, couple years back was a provenance,
  • I was coughing pills, my doctor shot down any good news, haven't talked since.

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