Battles  Thom vs 3lektro_Magnetik

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • Notice me, hobbling on the streets making my copping complete spitting phlegm on the
  • Street, like a sniper holorhymed like pied piper, getting lighter and lighter, higher getting to
  • The fire, of the breath, call me dragon, cause you’re dead, burning from flames, in multiple
  • Frames, taking things like usernames, faking claims in games so my name can get shown
  • And passed around going on up from the underground, listen to the sound, the shockwave
  • Cutting the scissors in trays spitting rays nowadays people can get dazed, no more lyrical
  • Shit, just fearing it, making it lit, like the sun I’m burning shit, like a mic on a dj I play in
  • 50 different ways, I contemplate while I wait, frozen down to waist, life in the New York way,
  • The world is coming around, Turning thorns into a crown, crushing neighbors and girls, putting
  • The hood into hood x3
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  • //(1:27)
  • hypothetically I’m a lyricist, technically I’m the illest bitch, and don’t mess
  • With me or 6 feet deep is where you’ll be living in, scratch and screech busting people on the
  • Street, like Knick knack, giving that patty a petty whack, in my Getty sack, I get the sickly
  • Gat, you know where to find me at, or no you don’t, cause I jump from country to country,
  • Busting funky, functionally this anomaly of me can lyrically give it B’s and see what I mean,
  • Cause this opportunity is losing me, it’s confusing me, I don’t why it’s choosing me,
  • Maybe my creativity is saving me from bitches raping me, this community, though, is hating me,
  • Though I double rhyme, it’s sublime, they can’t tell a dollar from a dime, or jewel or Jem,
  • Killing even postmortem with words, like machine gun helicopters, I never stop to press brake,
  • I stay up for even 40 days, I’m so fucking amazed at myself, crazed with nothing left,
  • Like I try hard to get far but I’m only going 2 yards, wishing I got bodyguards, top the charts,
  • Sparking hearts like shooting darts

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • I'll throw ya in a kiddie pool, hope ya drown,
  • you make it back to the surface we'll have a shootout.
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  • I'll throw ya in the air like pizza dough;
  • press ya on the floor with my pinky toe.
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  • I'm insane like Manson firing you out of a cannon,
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  • unable to write 'cause your fingers caught arthritis, here's some aspirin.
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  • All the shit you saying is real sweet like a cup of tea,
  • when ya take this defeat I'll boast it on the streets,
  • maybe post it on a tweet low-key.
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  • Too bad ya Mother's hustling for dick;
  • she put bread on the table to feed you, ya fuckin' prick,
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  • you lack logic when it comes to music;
  • when you get beaten by a rapper you scream like a chick.
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  • Drop some knowledge on this pussy his brain will grow a little,
  • My rhymes are crystal, lyrical, clinical to your health even critical.
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  • I'm so mean I'll take your candy,
  • some skittles...I ate more than three.
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  • I'll shave ya head bald so you look like everyone named Steve
  • in the world:
  • Steve Wilkos...Steve Harvey, Steve Hawkins, Steve Harris...
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  • and the list goes on of all the bastards named Steve.
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  • Maybe what I'm saying to you is overwhelming.
  • Not concerned with most rappers, I'm a king.
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  • Don't be bitter when I bring ya dinner:
  • A hot bucket of KFC for this lame ass MC,
  • hope you like the gravy, it's laced with MSG.
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  • Watch me run an ambulance truck over ya body,
  • oh God, someone call the ambulance!
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  • Drive him to the hospital, give 'em some water and eat a salad with-----
  • thrust a pillow on ya face and sing some lullabies,
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  • stab you a dozen times, I'll empty your insides,
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  • stab you on opposite sides,
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  • dump ya body in the trunk and drive a couple miles,
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  • turn on the headlights and drive out of sight.

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