Battles YLG vs
RULES
Written rap/verse, No Recording direct and blatant dissing, ( Can use beat ) 45-64 lines
Max of 64 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Anonymous won this battle!
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- You really said that you already beat me,
- when I already beat you too
- In our last battles I was just taking it easy,
- on you, as I was playing,
- seriously, think I'ma let a puppet defeat me
- I didn't wanna say somethibg that was too crazy
- cause you're already physco, and it would've made you insane G
- I didn't want to hurt a mad doll, but I saw you on the forums tryna brag doll,
- about beating me twice, so now I am not gonna play nice at all
- you getting treated like a cat to a bad dog, as I turn you into a rag doll
- then mop the floor with you, and you get shook and dragged off
- Yeah, I got possession of this possessed puppet, I'm now owning you
- you're all mine, I am taking adavantage and I'm controlling you
- you got and had me last time, but its my battle this time
- I got a hold of you, so now everything is mine
- Now you're on my time, I got my hands on you and in you
- So now I got a physcotic puppet, but that's not really and issue
- I'm a puppet physciatrist, yo, let's have a puppet talk
- really I'm just talking to the hand, thats mine and I love it all
- So I guess the issue is done with, solved
- Call me the puppet whisperer, no, call me the puppet master
- I can literally handle you, I'm fisting you and then finger fuck in after
- I just ball my fist closed to make you shutup and open my palm for you to scream,
- as I'm in fuckin laughter
- NO HOMO, but you getting hand fucked
- I really don't condone puppet rape, I'm just having some dann fun
- Like Rex, this puppet think he can spit, really, can this puppet spit
- you probably had ghostwriters, it might've been ya every handman making you fuckin spit
- i guranteed your raps were staged, I wanna know what really happens behind the closed curtains
- you'll be choking with stage fright, If I ever expose serpents
- no physcing, I ain't physco, I'm for real
- I'm a real young life gangsta, like forreal
- you on some Milli Vanilli shit and bluffing, you aint really a bull with wings
- I'm ending your career now and killing you,
- on real people I pull the plugs, on this fake puppets I pull his strings
- and I just pulled your strings, you are now a dead puppet
- I was really thinking of not doing this too you, but then I just said " fuck it "
- playtime is over for you, tonight, daytime is over for you
- you need another hand to help you, and I already gave you a hand
- both figuratively and literally, not for help, you wanna shake again
- I'm taking my hand back, out, now what is it for you too say,
- what you gon do to a real young life gangsta
- absolutely nothing, cause I aint no vulnerable fake dumb guy wanksta
- I bet you wished you could become alive, in real live
- Y.L.G. don't fear physcos or puppets, I'm really livin real life
- and if you really were to, I'd just kill and murda you
- you would feel pain both physically and mentally, emotionally, I'ma really hurt ya too
- This aint even a fair battle, this is a one-sided massaccre
- I got you steady and stable, yeah, I really got yo ass secure
- This is puppet abuse and puppet cruelty, the way I crash ya career
- what should I do with your body, I guess leave you on Sesame Street
- or bury you a grave in Muppet Land, there's no questionin' me
- Now I guess I'll let somebody else have and handle you
- use you as a talking glove, as they stick they hand in you
- They take control and took the show from you, making you the sidekick
- It wasn't physological when I said that I'ma beat you again this time, and really did, I must be a physic
DEFENDER'S RAP
- You never back up ya words but stay talkin that shit
- Then lost 0-14 ain’t karma a bitch?
- That same battle where you said, “I'ma control as I train you bitch, I'll make you submit”
- Damn all those years on Lil Wayne’s dick really got you sayin some shit
- Ya mom’s my side chick she always wanna ride dick tryna get to the bag like she monetizin
- All my rhymes sick that I jot with my pen the author write this/arthritis till the bodies lie stiff
- Ya verses all sound the same, “I’m a young life gangsta from OK” um...OK
- I’m supposed to be impressed? You get cracked and smoked by a pure white boy lay off the cocaine
- All that gangsta shit you ain’t bout is the reason why I lift ya soul
- This ain’t our first rodeo you should know by now I ain’t ride with the bull
- I’m that bump when you drive through this road cause when it comes to my life and my goals
- I run this shit but still teach y’all a lesson that’s my principle/principal
- Tell ya favorite MC to go see me I’m gettin all these clean sweeps with no OCD enough to reduce this grown man to tears
- But I respect you takin all these battles against me you been a great punchin bag over the past few years
- With all this fire I’m high above you I’m a chandelier cause YLG...You Like Guys
- You so obsessed with Adonis and Wayne’s looks but too scared to look me into my eyes
- Now if you were to butt in/button and say somethin pause it wouldn’t exactly be remote
- I get it poppin heat em up like a piece of toast cause I’m gettin to the bread so don’t think you dope
- Ya girl told me ya relationship’s losin steam but when she’s with me it feels like a lucid dream
- She preserves the memory of my words of ecstasy then we film what you might call dvd “movie scenes”
- I just thought I should let ya know she told me that her man’s a dope
- Come on homie use ya melon I know how ya honey do and y’all can’t elope
- I’m sicker than an epidemic and it’s evident it’s either
- I done left more shakin than epileptic seizures
- Severe heads with cleavers this the French Revolution the puppet is the one who set the trend, drew the blueprint
- This only keep gettin worse for you every time I got more bars with my pen’s evolution
- While you got no bars like deserted prisons you my verse’s victim in ya spare time you give little boys circumcisions
- If you every lay hands on anybody it’s little boys of the catholic church religion
- Speedin past ya cause I’m sharp and on point like a piece of glass
- Why use a beat on a written? I ain’t need a beat to beat yo ass
- Ya bars sound like lyrics from a children’s song book
- If I hit ya with a right hook you would hit me with a wrong hook
- I’m the most gangsta rapper of all time I got more rhymes than mother goose
- Anybody who leave me hangin can get their neck tied up in a fuckin noose
- I got the drive to make you run off that’s a road collision cross me and I’m movin hands, no religion
- Ya mother look like Homer Simpson there’s levels to this I got the gift you just wear the “pretty pink” bows and ribbons
- Look what you’ve become...a laughinstock and a fool oh you thought we were cool? Prepare for the slaughter
- I splash on ya cause the only time I hold you down it’s ya head underwater
- I brought the heat for another body that’s ya new spray tan graffiti is the only time you spray cans
- Then meet up with ya girl cause the puppet’s her world and bust through her wall like the kool aid man
- This ya doomsday and you the sacrifice to join ya “god” Wayne in the afterlife
- You tryna just eat ya food but I brought fire to the table it’s the Sabbath night
- He thinks this gonna be a friendly match tellin people, “Psycho Puppet? Oh he’s the man!”
- But in this rap scene you Radio Raheem you know it ain’t all love when you see these hands
- Only thing I know you for is suckin up to Adonis and gettin in his ass
- You think this a game like that Parappa shit? Well I’m bout to show ya there’s levels to this rap
- Talkin bout you some elite battle legend but that’s just fiction we gotta separate from facts
- I been solid in the underground for years while you became a fossilized relic of the past
- You really thought you had half a chance? Must be drunk off Jack Daniel’s
- Just ask motto rematch with the puppet and that will be ya last battle
- This sad sap will just keep beatin himself up tryna challenge the best
- Now there was some pure trash you had in our last battle I just had to address
- You said “I'm saucy like Ravioli hater, you cheesy like Macaroni flavor”
- Come on homie you would have to be out ya noodle thinkin that was tight
- You be swallowin Wayne’s meatballs and sharin spaghetti with him
- Like in Lady in the Tramp at a table for two lit by candlelight
- For actin like a prick I felt like I needed to needle and prick em
- My rhymes endless I always got bars like a life sentence while you just start reachin the limit
- Actin like you pull the trigger and let the stalk/stock drop but you ain’t bringin the business
- Emphasize the “young life” in ya name when I leave you in the corner in a fetal position