Battles  12e11kk1v1d vs Atheist-Christ

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42 lines of pure battle rap, bring your best, written, no instrumental, no recycling or copying.

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • I'm not going to annotate, so everything might go over your head.
  • --~-~-~--~-~- read these lines, btw don't mind the HIGHLIGHTS
  • For-I-lick (frolic) a dollar bill every Manson child is a gamboled/gambled call, play cards with Godfather's spades,
  • or Master is fishing for oddballs, feast the boats where Frito-Lays/Fredo lays, on a River Styx this bitch is Gun-Molled,
  • It's 2 Pallas if my Ace is Warcrafts, the Death Star upon sticks & leaves the past battle in George Lucas Forecasts,
  • Storm-troopers your seasonal draft, 6 days till God shun light, the 7th Hallows/Hollows all on Manson's back,
  • My words expected 'cold' to 'sleigh' (slay) except no knives, unless dis' kin of Clowns carved a smile tough to crack,
  • Now bring it back, you Surfin' USA, imagine crowds filled like "Gnarly waves" catch this body-bag, i'm Tsu-Surf heavy on seismographs,
  • I'm playin' Master so it's broad Daylight and I'm playin' Master, like a father leavin' Jimmy murdered, it's Hoffa when the Math hurts,
  • Unparalleled wordplay & schemes, who the fuck you ask for? Talkin' bout metrics, calculated i'm Daylyt off the antics, minstrel matador,
  • Your lyrics driven to a point, a 'structure faced' vertical and leave dis' Bull on the backboard,
  • 'Battle Charge' is his epitaphs on Rappad's negative tag score, ya speak so much REACH and LYRICAL MYRICAL, Battle Rap left cankers sore,
  • All your shit is slang leavin' me in a tidal-bore, WHY DON'T YOU LISTEN WHAT REAL BATTLE RAP IS BEFORE MAKIN' EVERYONE BORED,
  • Had to sacrifice my wordplay to tell how shit you are, a sloop-of-war in my Arsonals/Arsenals all I need is Wild Cards,
  • Pack my Arsenal? Red, white, im coughin' copper blue, now you coppin' raw & snort-up lines is all you do, had to make dis' consumer fall,
  • Saying "Words don't hurt you"?? A stop-and-frisk is when we Black & Blue, on inverted flags I see you/ICU Crips donate Blood with a tube,
  • 41 lines spaced for 20, you fuckin' lazy too, I expected beef but proved you baloney n' bait a rundown from Looney Tunes,
  • How the Cult of Gnarley get put into other places? A Fraternity for racists, alpha-male pop a Kappa basis,
  • In another oasis, ya living shit reverse gentrification, peeling-off Master fresh in his own plantation,
  • This an Asian Conquest in Africa, guerrilla/gorilla suited deluxe with the khakis/car keys i'm Mansa Musa,
  • Yea i'm "caught up short", I would've dug-less/Douglass but Master, I already won dis' case in its Truth, Sojourner,
  • Tell this poor master who's the real boss, call my Mac 'Daddy' and it'll make you Jump, Kriss Kross,
  • This pest ima spray RAID till he burns, from the Bagdhadi fuck his eye/ISIS-stem, we captured dis' Genie in the urns,
  • Fill-up/Philip the scan-trons, he'll get his cap screwed with options, the ace, trey or the deuce, all laid on my foundations,
  • They Resurrected Over New patients, you have no Clu, patience you'd die over DQ, from Blizzards on my Snow-dens,
  • Kevin Flynn, see-I-attacked/CIA-tacked and got you fastened, even your statements cracked, 0 Kelvin.
  • ----- ^ This the end of the battle rapping part ^ -----
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  • Now let me take the rest of these lines for time just to critique your shit........
  • I had to get on your nerves to get on my nerves... see how that turned out? Never forget.
  • You mistaken the danger behind me, a masked Jason Voorhees or Renaissance man, DeVito teaching youngins in their 30's,
  • Or i'm all class like the King of the Nerds, all contestants bow before me,
  • Now lets get back to you, your shit make no sense without making it rhyme beautiful,
  • You got nothing to mere wordplay, metaphors, punchlines, shit is pitiful,
  • All you have is corny rhyme schemes, what about battle schemes i don't see?? shit lore like mythicals,
  • How about you make your rap PRIVATE before showing that to who you dissing to? Shit is a miracle...
  • Lets see how you name-flip? oh wait, you fucking can't, seeing from your first line,
  • All your weak drug references, that don't even need any play time,
  • Cult of Gnarley? Mad Master? Gnarley Charles? get yourself a better tagline....
  • Had to double-down these last couple lines cause ya shit trash, you genuinely thought this a battle you had...
  • uhh, get this WORK!!!!!! QUAEDD GANG!!!!!

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • Quaedd’s a name? Trade the paint straight away
  • make him shake pray today ain’t the day
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  • Annotate everything. Make my day!
  • Safe to say crazy gay takes the cake
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  • Ain’t the same. Play with flame? Bake your brains-
  • crazy haze caged in place trains for days
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  • Make mistakes face the blame fade away
  • straight to grave safe to say made em pay!
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  • //verse
  • Shots all pop I’m dodging on this raw shit Always all your jots is garbage.
  • Calls it art and stardom props if y’all just stall it problem solved man./
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  • Impart some knowledge walk tall and honest stopping all this awkward nonsense.
  • Start some honor drop the product! All this false shit promise robbing toddlers!/
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  • Gotta polish or get dropped to squaller. Ha! ya lost and jobless starving.
  • Part god above all things heart crossed and always guard up watching. Y’all we-/
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  • on this on his moms and father lost in darkness lots of plots to drop ya.
  • Block a chopper popping dropping copper on the corner gore from slaughter!/
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  • Chop and harm him knock and jar him shocking not so sorry taunt his carcass!
  • Thwart the warlord? Sword come for ya! Song to warn ya got a target on ya./
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  • Dots and crosshairs dominance from opulence tossed and all are just done for.
  • Gotta vomit off the vodka bottle. Knock ya block and holler “Dumb whore!”/
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  • Spark the drug war rocket onward. Got him walled and boxed in dogs is barking
  • Chloroform ya! Resort to torture sure to form ya to worst sorts for of horns I’m born of!/
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  • Lord has forfeit gone in moments lost to objects strongest projects monsters storming!
  • What y’as want is nothing God can’t front ya for you to prosper on the door mark in blood I got ya!/
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  • Cold tragic wild like a felon slays ya gunnin. Old magic style Ima levitate above em.
  • Fuck life yo that bitch will feel my loving! Mysterious fear in ya ear hear me coming./
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  • His body is rotting this nonsense will rob us all of our progress I’ll stop it.
  • Say goodbye to your sons and your daughters. This that shit that have you burying toddlers./
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  • I warn you now dog don’t drink the water! It’ll get you quick like this idiot who thinks he can top this!
  • The world is now all shit let’s just be honest. God isn’t on this we’re falling like comets!/
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  • No knowledge is flawless entropic ominous toxic environment appalling
  • No obvious causes so watch as we all just become dust even you yes all us./
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  • Time to rise up fight them no contest. Ima get it while I can win this I’m all in!
  • I don’t need to rig this game no luck just skill so you know no cards am I palming./

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