Battles  Punch_line vs Dope_Doc

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • This is my battle cry a call to arms
  • how I went from a fault in our stars
  • to the war zone marching I slap box rap
  • dodging and blocking then I'm knocking out the competition
  • Give me a proposition I'm locked in not stopping till i break the fuck out this box I'm in
  • But back on my boxing scheme I dodge and weave like Muhammed Ali
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  • Rope-a-dopin you can get waxed like the papers I throw my dope in
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  • Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
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  • feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
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  • so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck
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  • Semi colin holstered aim at the track then i open fire till theres no survivors
  • I hope one day they say what I wrote inspires play me in stadiums holdin lighters
  • throw in fire so you dont get tired of hearing me be cold as icebergs
  • I been this way since my Styles birth
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  • Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
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  • feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
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  • so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck
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  • Ima marksman finish everything I started
  • I'm the best in the buisness so why am I a starving artist
  • I can go round after round the streets is my battle gound
  • I can out rap you till you dead 6 feet into the ground
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  • Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
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  • feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
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  • so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck
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  • My career will re write history this is my game this is what rap is-to-me
  • I chop the beat up so good you could call me the guillotine
  • all I need is some good weed and some nicotine
  • I'll chop it up till my lips bleed this is my release it gives me a high
  • Better than the shit im smoking
  • I'm a spokesman for the lower class broke men
  • My hearts frozen you can see it through my poems
  • I have a rare gift I'm feeling like I'm chosen unbroken
  • I hit the track like an explosion that's why your minds blown in
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  • Hittin every red light wish I could say I'm fine but I'm not
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  • feel like I'm having bad luck parents and I had a big fight
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  • so I keep doint stupid shit to get caught but damn I've really been feeling so stuck

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Nobody fucks with your music I pray to god that you lose it,
  • Bars are amusing, abusing this clueless human not excluding bruises,
  • We're swimming in pools of confusion, your every move is stupid,
  • I'm spitting fluid, throw away your pen as soon as you begin losing,
  • I'm on a rampage, I'm smoking emcee's out the box, I'm half baked,
  • A deranged stranger using a 12 gauge to jam it into your rib cage,
  • Smack your lip with a weapon or kill you with every demented sentence,
  • Like Back when I was robbing nickels from folks at convalescents,
  • Look folk, you'll fucking choke from the smoke as I fire the scope,
  • You couldn't finish off the dope if you were on your last line of coke,
  • Type of dude to leave pigeon shit on your porch on Christmas,
  • I got your family tied up, you can't testify like a Jehovah's witness,
  • From the hard streets of Compton, I'm locked in, ya soft like cotton,
  • Robbing/Robin my shit will get ya' sides kicked in too often,
  • Fuck the analytics I spit at the critics their shits unrealistic,
  • He's Punch line but seems like he fails to take a jab at my lyrics,
  • You can't come close, this is an uncontested contest be honest,
  • You come in last like the last letter of the husband of Beyonce,
  • But don't be alarmed, I understand in life to get shit you had to starve,
  • But only tracks you've ever ran were the ones on your fucking arm,
  • Doc is hateful, I'll jam your fucking hand with a sharpened staple,
  • I'll make your bitch ass change like that chick on the syrup of maple,
  • Half of the time, no one cares about the shit that you're spitting,
  • And your bars aren't scary at all, they're just ghost written,
  • Slicing an orphans organs the following morning they'll be mourning,
  • My fucking bars are venomous like a portion of Eric Forman,
  • You need to stop acting important, I'm asleep cuz you're boring,
  • The Doctor will leave your ass stiffer than that statue of Michael Jordan,
  • How did you make it this far, most can't go bar for bar with Zan Tar,
  • I just want rings like Magic, Bird, Kobe, Shaq, Wade and Jabbar,
  • My tech will make you sing like the birdie from Toy Story 3,
  • But, the only toy ya bitch is liking is the one that tickles her pussy,
  • Yo, the Doc just went vintage, the farthest and largest distance,
  • Treat this shit like a scrimmage, I can tell the rookie is winded,
  • Can't find a chick with his little itching, sucking dick addiction,
  • Ever since a youth I've been the tallest, that's ever walked this,
  • Straight from Atlanta, I feel like the king, call me Stephen HAWKING,
  • You ain't no real lyricist, go back to banging your head to a boys band,
  • My wins are large, but my appreciation is small like Ant Man,
  • Yo, them guns ain't toys, they bang bitches pussy deep like Conroy,
  • Yeah you got plenty of paper to write but in the end you'z a paperboy,
  • Throwing papers on a bicycle, you're corny and unlikeable,
  • Why so defensive, off ya face I'll smack that aggressive expression,
  • Stop wasting money on a career, that's expensive to do a session,
  • Find a better objective, quit that sucking dick obsession, a suggestion,
  • Listen to the 'Grandmaster flash' track titled, the message,
  • So you can feel what it is to be in the presence of a true hip hop legend,
  • Because at this rate your bars are on the corner like jail bait,
  • I bet you caught A.I.Ds that's why your chick said the dick is sideways,
  • But damn, you wake up in the morning and eat bullets at your driveway,
  • I'm smoking that marijuana from tijuana to ceasing drama,
  • with little motherfuckers who get stopped mid way like a sentence and comma,
  • Yo, you needa check ya self, before Daddy Doc goes and grabs his belt.

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