Battles Trillite vs Unforgiven
RULES
idc for the rules, juss be fire
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- "OMG TRILLITE"
- talkin that smack
- my niggas beatin you two hands and my niggas aint talkin bout clap
- fuck from the back
- yo bitch is in my dms she sendin attachments wont talk about that
- yo life is a kap
- you think you big dog you feline my nigga you pussy you cat
- shit is a wrap
- aint talkin bout buffalo chicken we talkin yo life you get splat
- hit em like boom
- coppin the big body
- bitch slop me up i juss copped you some room
- this is yo tomb
- nigga im rollin this gas you can tell from the smell of the fumes
- off of the shrooms
- nigga im trippin not crippin or blooded up is you a coon
- i am your doom
- you sayin im little yo bitch disagreein i pull up and spoon
- why these niggas actin like they big homie
- smokin off the trees got the stick on me
- gorilla glue mashed on his blick homie
- got a hairy trigger if you trick homie
- bitch said she lolipop she lick on me
- bitch had me slumped took a flic on me
- dont hit my wood you a prick homie
- nigga start runnin hear the click on me
- droppin tracks im movin silent
- till i get a deal bitch
- niggas lurkin pocket watchin
- broke they gotta steal bitch
- ask me for my cashapp
- wheres your breesh
- my shit is real bitch
- wit two dollars pulled yo bitch
- i ate her like a meal bitch
- talkin that smack
- my niggas beatin you two hands and my niggas aint talkin bout clap
- fuck from the back
- yo bitch is in my dms she sendin attachments wont talk about that
- yo life is a cap
- you think you big dog you feline my nigga you pussy you cat
- shit is a wrap
- aint talkin bout buffalo chicken we talkin yo life you get splat
- this shit is too easy huh
- pippin ya bitch is too eazy huh
- nigga watch out for my yeezys huh
- im major league shit while you niggas are pee wees
- let my nuts hang while you niggas got peepees
- huh
- oh
- pause
- her cheeks get to clappin applause huh
- i call her a hoe santa clause
- you talkin that shit then you tossed
- you niggas are treeshin for clout
- stop wit the kappin we seein you out
- you talk about drip but im seein a drought
- you pussy my nigga she eating you out
- stop sayin you big mad im seein ya pout
- stay in ya lane but you took the wrong route
- not seein no blickys you say you about
- you niggas just kap kap too loud
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I am pretty, like a butterfly
- Flow smooth as butter too, I spit hellfire
- I am charizard, mixed with some Pac and Pop
- Shoot balls like basketballs
- I spew bullets like a motherfucking Macintosh
- You don't want confrontation, fuck the back, move the forth
- When my niggas ride on yours, it's like a fucking zombie horde
- Cali flow, driveby with an Ho Accord
- SLI, duel wieldin tecs like I'm boutta Cross Fire
- Cross paths, with a nigga from the southeast side,
- But we ride with our AK's like we on some Taliban shit
- The turban on my head
- Ready to pop lead, Fuck Planned Parenthood
- We bury daughters instead
- Pakistan motherfucker
- I rep my green flag like I am from the fuckin grove
- Got love for family, cuz, its bros over hoes
- I bust on these mark ass busters
- Got my Beretta in my hand, and the Smith in my holster
- The pump in the truck, crip walk in centerview, nigga i don't give a fuck
- We tatted up, bloodshot eyes, with blue rags
- It's heated up in this fucker like someone's smoking up fags
- I don't think much of myself
- I ain't no gangster
- But call me half a dollar, because the Mac's for a wanksta
- I front alot, I ain't hard,
- It ain't hard to tell
- But you fuckin with who? the fucking president of hell
- This precedent I will, set so high but still impossible to steal
- My flow melts steel, so hot call it nether
- Bitch I control the climate, sahara desert weather
- If you think the bitch hot we already went up in her
- So lets roll a couple blunts for the homies in the back,
- In this hood nigga, the 9 year olds come strapped
- They looking for that grip, the war-zone's our habitat
- We don't leave in cop cars, we leave in bodybags