Battles Trickster vs MCRuthless
RULES
I gave you a chance to see the lyrics...
Max of 41 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Trickster won this battle!
2 ROUNDS
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Battle on February 23 2021
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- // Verse
- I have enough bars to fuck ya up, so I can make you lose virginity without some condom crap
- But like all of your 'friends and mates' I will always give ya a follow back
- And there goes you startin ventin, wanna try to end someone's friendship?
- Man he's better than everyone else here, I think he won without even battling Trick
- I know the term unyielding but why call yourself s lyrical spitter by losing to 5 rappers, ya bitch
- You claimed you never lost to Catylix, well hate to break ya the scary news
- You lost 0-9, from a stan to even streetking, I'm sorry to embarrass you,
- Claiming you the heavy thug in the streets, but when you got hit up you run 2pac up to prevent fucking with me
- I know ya love to flex you weakling, so for this you get nothing back
- I can't really tell the difference of an antivaxxer and a man that shows his fucking RAP
- Enough critiquing 'cause y'know if I really end ya you can't even earn a buck
- Y'know I have respect to people that have balls to say their lives are like turtle doves
- I know Catylix is a battlest but we all know even they ended you
- C'mon follow Dreamz back and do your disses on us and repeat the process like you're meant to do
- OH GOD AMERICA HATES THE COPS I GUESS IM GONNA LOSE
- Well it isn't by your opinion 'cause you're in solitude
- Ruthless I know you're unique, heck you copy those lyrics from Big and Pac
- Irony as it is, I start to think you gotta cut your thinkings slack
- And when you're old and ya grandchildren gather round tell them this
- "Oh yeah? I tried to make someone fight against her friend but I always fail at doing that,
- I dissed a man called Trickster with the raps, and at the same time I found out my music's trash
- Now after awhile I, an intellectual found out the raps I write's corny
- And then I retired and wasted money on flexing shit, that's my life story.."
- // Outro
- :)
- Also ruthless please kill yourself faggot
DEFENDER'S RAP
- "here lies tricksters may he rest in peace, thanks cops for the yellow
- tape, the streets won't forget me being apart of your deceased, shit got a piece of his teeth on my knuckles"
- (yawns) Wow let's give a round of applause wait there's no crowd
- you was loud, the atmosphere is down, who allowed this clown
- to get on stage, opened up a page on this dude, he screwed up rap
- i made him snap into a girly attitude, he got a mood of a nigga
- who grab a strap but get stabbed, gets tough with a chick but get slapped
- throw a punch but inmates clapped his cheeks, stepped in streets
- but ended up deceased, released music but received the least plays,
- nowadays niggas like Tricksters are in a phase which always
- gets em' blazed, and remain caged in the game, u came with the same
- lame shit you wrote on my wall, your a flaw accept it, here's a death note
- and rope the only hope of getting noticed is dying, rhyming and fighting
- a king, is only bringing ya nothing, your jumping on the internet
- im busting down your door and blew up your cardboard box with c4,
- what you bumping to now, somehow, Tricksters is searching for my shadow
- to follow, in love with my dough and flow, why else we he go out his way
- to write a hallow slow verse, I seen him the other day rocking a purse,
- your true colors in the rainbow, u not noticed on this universe,
- your only gonna get worse as years go by, say goodbye to rap
- i knocked u off the high horse, the industry filed divorce papers
- were sick of your lies, not a wise guy u died in my other songs,
- your thoughts belong to the grave I come with no remorse
- let me supply you a source of wires, set your self on fires
- and ill drive in a hearse, u spent hours of contemplating of the life I live
- and not understanding how one man got gold ice, can't even do math
- the price i bought u cannot afford, im bored now i ignored your comments
- your a keyboard artist, pretending to be the hardest, but we'll murder u
- in the darkest corner, shh don't tell the cops 911 calls heard shots from my
- guns, bullet between his eyeballs, maggots craws and eats him up
- tricksters deceased in the streets, now rest in peace,
- so please writing like your an mcee when ur not, i already took your cheese
- and got your mom's panties in my pocket, you was a target once u mentioned
- ruthless street cred, now your dead and nobody shed no tears
- for an internet weak minded nigga who we creeped on and laid to sleep
- on the concrete u was in too deep, now they selling your human
- flesh meat at the market,
- excuse me i got a piece of bone from your body under my carpet
- almost started to vomit, i whipped ur ass for the final time with
- my rifle, and left you death suicidal cycle feelings,
- hoped your ass enjoyed this experience get smoked, shouldn't had provoked me