Battles TheAnarchist vs Discrete28_3
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Lyrical mastermind intertwined with the wordsmith genes while other kids are worried
- About American Eagle Jeans and fucking magazines, I am working overtime like a machine
- Fifteen, every day is Halloween carried of a kid coming to school fueled by gasoline
- The vision is unclear, failure is my biggest fear, multiplied by the rage of when I fail
- Rhymes schemes on a whole new scale, raining down on your parade like some fucking hail
- Generate the energy to separate the love from the hate, real from the fake
- Lake of thoughts filling my mind, stressing about people who don´t even know me
- Family issues troubling me and I wanna help, take care of the youth
- So, I gotta improve my craft, no excuse for failing, aiming for the top
- Trying to be another kid who made it, not a kid who is stuck working in a factory
- Thirsty for just a little more, gotta keep soldiering on like I was going to war
- Kick down the door, grab my notepad, write a new verse
- Motherfuckers struggling daily due to family members and friends in a hearse
- Let me reverse, losing friends in my universe due to things kept in their mindstream
- So, I gotta break a couple of pencils to let off some steams, mind full of daydreams
- Dreams of a day, when children will not die in the streets and when young men will help the weak
- Instead of laughing at the man on the road trying to provide for his family
- Sounds like insanity to me, kids today rather chase money and bag honeys
- Then try to provide, no apologies to the bitches who hate me for speaking the truth
- Go back to drinking booze and letting loose, while I rather devote my time to the booth
- Pick and choose the circle around me due to the people who just wanna sabotage
- Hiding in plain sights, like camouflage in the entourage
- Almost gave up on my dream to these fakers, bitches keep burning bridges
- I am gonna focus on the business that concerns me, the people that deserve me
- While you can kiss my ass, as I surpass and slam headfirst to the top like a motorcycle crash
- Slash my path through the lies, hiding the real me behind a persona, a disguise
- Thoughts on my mind, redefined by the need to shine
- A child hiding behind the designed category of what they want me to be
- Take a seat and raise your hand to speak, one type for all bullshit
DEFENDER'S RAP
- You keep no rule show hoe
- and hide your tips so blowed
- get your days to stand strong
- I dunno what you wrote wrong
- but I'mma tell you that you can get none
- rats don't run and pick a gun
- Now go and request a guy to vote your quest
- I've seen plenty guests, you're the best from rest with quote of a pest
- cuz you haven't got guts to turn your hut from your butt
- I can burst you with a single wrist, but first few of you tingle this
- I'm a man who got plenty grease
- I ain't trying to bliss girls like your piss
- I work in my cirque unlike you perk from some kirk
- who can't stand a band to feed your handful of land
- you can't hustle bug, you rant troubled drug
- cracking your double bun coz you're a bubbled son
- a clout on your desperation can make your perspiration route
- clutching your way down and take your prey brown in a sway of hounds
- You live in a purple room, circled with some cartoons
- having a lady to broom your doom, ready to give you a bloom
- fam will then get married as a dady, having fucked a girl in some carriage
- get some manners son, you ruined a life of pun
- and get your jackets on, you may need to feel the packet of kicks in your horn
- be ready aye, I'mma kick your bay with a constant velocity
- my precocity is sick cuz if I prick once, you can't pick an ounce
- now go leave, in your hive, sit and think if you picked a right fight