Battles  OTL_LilAddict vs Dope_Doc

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • Chorus: 2x
  • Are you a bum or scum sorry cuz ain't nun
  • Seen your text thought I'll diss you for fun
  • Talking bout daddy's don't like bum
  • But your daddy a lame gd always on the run
  • He don't want no smoke he ain't never pull a gun
  • Living of section a $75 for rent ain't nun
  • My dad pay 12 50 for rent that's sum
  • Let me go lol numbs cause you dumb
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  • Wanna get started on bums look at your feat
  • Or matter fact how cricket is your teeth
  • And I can just fell the numbness from beneath
  • When you walk pass me and ain't brush your teeth
  • I swear to god better get on your knees
  • And kiss my feet and say sorry my king (breath hot)
  • Tell me cuz how do it feel to get diss by family
  • I can tell the future and bums are as far as I can see (for you)
  • Ha ha ha right now I'm thinking I'm funny
  • Your mama broke no job ain't getting no money
  • He bills probably get paid from link (sold)
  • Next time you thing bout dissing think what will you see
  • And back ball it not your mama drinking Hensey (addict)
  • It go be the beast finally on relaest (ha)
  • Ha ha ha (ha!) Ha ha ha (ha!)
  • (Always talking and moving your tongue a lot of smoke but lol gals like you ain't on nun)

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Here's something, when the knifes cutting, bodies thudding,
  • Wannabe G's are present and act hard all of a sudden,
  • No way to say it as a gentlemen, my rhymes are straight genuine,
  • Twisted shit that'll leave you walking in a fuckin' exoskeleton,
  • Pay attention, no longer does your rhyme matter, it's all about fashion,
  • Dropping lyrical rhymes like a falcon, nuts in ya mouth like Alvin,
  • It's the tale of the jaw rocker, crushing jobbers like the hillside stalker,
  • Evil plotter smacking them fly's with a swatter, bodies tossed in a locker,
  • Don't mess with him, he's known to roam the alley's and parks,
  • At night when you can't see him creeping up and lighting you like a spark,
  • There's no escape, you get squashed like a grape, no debate,
  • Built like an ape, he does the rape, you end up around yellow tape,
  • There's never a surprise because this guy was a walking massacre,
  • He's the reason shit occurs, and his murders are never done lackluster,
  • The sick fuck loves impaling your filthy fingers with a stapler,
  • and then he finishes the job by beating you with a hair straightener,
  • Or maybe he'll sign his fucking autograph on you with a razor,
  • Maybe the sick fuck will grab ya mother and get caught strangling her,
  • Dangling her from a near-by balcony, he wants to defy gravity,
  • He always does shit dramatically, with glocks aimed at families,
  • Until one day this one man slammed his ugly face into a current,
  • And got his face burnt, he did the justice because the cops weren't,
  • He finally met another man who shared the same empty remorse,
  • And later had intercourse with his wife who's teeth were that of a horse,
  • Filthy bitch bit off his dick, 2 fingers, she picked it up like a chopstick,
  • Then proceeded to feed it to the criminal mastermind behind the blinds,
  • And then she fucked it up by blowing both of them up with landmines,
  • Turns out the bitch was the one behind all the shit that happened,
  • It's traumatically tragic, but she still held it down like the fucking titanic,
  • Instead of confessing, and serving her entire life in prison,
  • She left and went on to marry the next victim.....
  • So motherfucker pick up a fresh, new dictionary,
  • and stop playing pictionary with your imaginary friends
  • At the library we caught your ass selling strawberries,
  • and then we gets to dumping on your ass with gold sentries,
  • for centuries, I've been the biggest asshole, with a big lasso,
  • to have people under my spell, like tobacco, yo give me ammo,
  • I needa' reload my bars, your bars like ice cream boy,
  • they melt when they meet the fuckin' heat that I bring,
  • You see my bars have more heat than Miami, I'm happy,
  • my backspin is nasty, and ankle breaking suckas' knees,
  • With bad acne on their faces, I go different places,
  • At different paces I put people in check, they're left faceless,
  • Your bitch got a facelift, and still has the null to say Doc'
  • Fucks a waitress? Nah I fuck hoes but those that are brainless,
  • They're fucking tasteless, planted straight in the pavement,
  • Doc's got more wires in them explosives like brand new braces, bitch

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