Battles HEKS vs TheMadMaster
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This battle ended in a tie.
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Why do u even try, Eye for an Eye,
- I would rather die, if I ever write dead lines as yours,
- In my building there are no floors,
- I drop u indoors, u're falling in my horrors.
- Cruise on a horse, with the feeling that u're in a Rolls,
- order some Sex Dolls, for u n your holes.
- I heard your balls are attached to your nose,
- n I'm dissin' u this deep for no cause,
- with no purpose as well, try touchin' your toes to your jaws.
- I neglect laws, eatin' dicks as chicken rolls,
- r your best abilities, pose on a magazine showin' your titties.
- Coz u're a female, show your genitals providin' utilities.
- I wish u to sleep well, after my tales in these empty facilities.
- Your capabilities, are lacking, u're disappearin' in my rappin'.
- The possibilities you to stop me are underground in, a shelter.
- U need a helper, to finish your text, write to your ghostwritter a letter.
- N better let him know this time,
- that Gucci leather, ain't gonna get you this battle, it's mine.
- Sign as new customer n start buyin'.
- I'm flyin', u shoud be a guest, how come u're replyin'.
- I know you pussy ass cunts, love shittin' your guts cryin'.
- I'm dyin' to rip you, lyrically, no complyin'
- spiritually why am I in my own game playin'?
- Where my toys at? Why am I still hangin' the phone,
- drone can't record my voice, I am a moron, relyin' on a stone.
- Gone, if I vanish, I'll still be diggin' in this language,'
- findin' words n matchin' em in an outlandish way.
- I can't land, so much shit I can say,
- u might as well start to pray. Coz I'am just about to start to play.
- Hey, if the sky is dark grey, I'am on the clouds
- pounds of the clay, the sounds that I obey to.
- I stay true, don't wanna slave you,
- but u're offering it, can't say i hate u.
- I just met u, offer me a drink,
- n I might not use your blood as my ink!
DEFENDER'S RAP
- //hook X2
- This is a
- Late term abortion
- 12 year old fetus malformed and
- scrape and contort em
- taking his organs
- //Verse
- Honest trust, obvious, y’all are just not enough the youth lost it’s touch.
- Not built strong enough, Mumble rapping like y’all are tough.
- Mumble at me ima stomp you rough! Gotta polish buff-
- the whole populace stall and bust fall to rust like “in god we trust!”
- This is hand grenade spray shrapnel. You can’t escape ain’t Chapo.
- Those cannons blaze they salvo. This a run or hide don’t stand in place paced battle.
- If you cannot aim stay back home. Issues manic rage slay assholes.
- Slam the cage they rattled. Camo shape fake shadows.
- There now taste blade- slash throats! This is how fucking Rambo makes flame arrows.
- Decorate my house with bone and marrow make a candle from ya tallow
- a hat rack from ya back bone and there now we feel at home!
- Homie it’s useless your better off. You look about like the loneliest human I ever saw-
- we need a family reunion all of y’all hanging off my wall.
- Talk is small so let’s drop the squall ima follow y’all
- stalk and crawl blood bath wall to wall music like a monsters ball.
- Tell your ma and pa at night lock the door I’m already in the room that you walking toward!