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The defender was disqualified. Rules: rap about street shit, 30 bars minimum, beat is optional, break rules and get disqualified.
Max of 50 lines
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Battle on June 22 2020
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Man was chatting shit in DM's so I turn them to dead men
- Pagan got with slapped with 60 bells, spare no women or children
- Beef get hot like stew, mans didn't cool it down and got blew
- Robin Jeans so I lifted their souls from their bodies and it flew
- Yutes avoid these ends like it's the ugly hideous truth
- Oppa had trouble fitting himself in other peoples shoes
- So we grabbed the dottie and we blew him out his shoes
- Too many opps to keep track of, you're not special, who are you?
- I slide money to keep politicians in my city happy
- They look other way like see no evil, hear no evil, from me
- We spray mans so many times the floor is carpeted with casings
- Closed casket for that opp, case is closed, no need for sleuthing
- Exec's hand me briefcase of racks, only time case is closed for me
- Drillers slide and wet mans up if he starts acting wishy washy
- I love challenges so it's a terrible idea to test or dare me
- Dig dirt on me and all you'll find is the dead bodies of my enemies
- Mans tattle tell to RadPad mods and we cut off that snakes tale
- Pepper that nigga with flaming hot bullets, make it rain like hail
- That yute must be dreaming, yeah that pussy nigga scheming
- I got savage's that turned his ting into a fucking demon
- Rebellious yute couldn't keep his lies straight, now that nigga swerving
- These sticks and stones do way, way, way, more than just break bones
- Broski got the stick, he spraying corn, got it aimed at your dome
- I would rather break all of my bones than ever go broke
- I call those niggas Ak's Pre-K's cause they ain't shot no one yet
- How the fuck you say got it when we don't ever see you with it?
- My broski a talented shooter, he make can pull a TEC out a hat
- Don't know what I'm looking for, I just hope that one day I find it
- Tings will say they got your back just to go and cheat behind it
- I put my hands on her hips, bitch is so hot I can't handle it
- We make soul go downwards or upwards like a flight of stairs
- Trust me you don't wanna see where go if we take it there
- I don't cry when I catch bodies but my face is tatted with tears
- Ya'll reaching for the W like you're typing on the keyboard
- I don't play fair, I grab the broom and sweep the entire broad
- If I exchange words with opps, I take it back, I always keep my word
DEFENDER'S RAP
- So lyrical, miracle, people don’t impress you
- Although, being terrible, and unbearable, doesn’t distress you?
- You’re like half white, and you came to this site, hoping people would respect you
- You’re up tight, you probably cried, when half the site, decided to neglect you
- Your rhyme schemes are horrendous
- I spit lightning, while writing, as I’m simultaneously smiling, wanting to end this
- Wanting to end this, career you say you have
- I have a portentous amount of tracks, not a single one is trash
- You say votes don’t matter
- I hope you’re taking notes, while I roast you, and serve you on a platter
- Go beg for votes,You’re not a rapper, I’m sick of all this chatter,
- You crawl over to someone’s wall
- With intent, to start a small brawl
- I’m sorry things aren’t going your way
- You can’t expect to talk shit
- And think things will be okay
- I don’t really know Dream,
- So I’m not doing this for him
- I’m doing this for me, and to show you what it’s like to win