Battles vs Chicken-Fry
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Straight old school. 64 lines maximum Theme is Hell and Demons Rep needs to be high Also, Correct Spelling
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- First day as demon sees me screaming about treason cause legions
- of sea men are sprawled all through the cracks, smoking a joint and
- blasting Rap when all i want to do is take a nap, cut a hand off, lop a head
- and watch it drop dead and pop some popcorn while i see the fire swarm
- and reach over the boundaries into the Devil's foundry, ain't it time
- we discussed a new policy cause this one ain't working for me
- i killed Judas and hung Pilate, just as 9/11 happened and we got two
- pilots that exploded so violently that it shook the foundations of hell
- and shocked me cause it rocked me to my socks G but i thought we
- could recover but the plane went under and cracked the floor so that
- Levels 6 and 7 became one giant room full of thunder, is it any wonder
- we fired the lead designer and roasted him for dessert, cause i thought
- i might desert and flee to the desert cause it's clear that my stay here
- will end with me being, shot stabbed or worse, being a demon in hell
- is a curse, but i'm not done, cause while i'm on the run, the devil sends a
- swarm of slugs and giant hellish pugs to take me out, so i ran like
- the Whip was lashing me, damn it hurts see, maybe i can take shelter
- under an apple tree, nope the devil pelts me with demonic apple seeds
- what if i backtrack and try to hide in that little shack,
- and plead my case to the owner, run blinded cause it's like
- Helter Skelter, no feeling in my arms, the pain is too much
- so Gimme Shelter, but i ain't a Rolling Stone, just covered in moss
- I swallowed an aspirin and got shot in the foot, aspiration to
- dance is slim , a dream dead from a leg wound
- cause the blood's red but my throat is blue
- What am i to do? all i did was say yes to the Job and try to quit
- Why do i deserve to die, is there no room in heaven's office
- for a repentant devil, is the levy heavy, Is there a tax
- for baggage like sins of the past then? Then let me be
- angelic cause i can't go on living with the penalty
- of residing in Dis, the burning City
DEFENDER'S RAP
- nice to be here bin gone for a while but i dont do no old school life style
- my rhymes might be off cuz im a little rusty but dont think you will win that easy buddy
- if anything i got better unlike the state of the world trade center
- compared to last time you saw me i went from crackshot to a rap god
- im not saying im Eminem but im better than you choke you out till your face turns all blue
- you might be as good as lil pump cuz all your rhymes are lil junk
- imma end this song soon so good i make this a cartoon
- your career go pop like a stupid balloon