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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- ur fucking gay
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Fuck Bizzy prince, who he's trying to convince, I cut off his head and leave this bitch without any prints,
- I blast his ass with the tech nine, I split spines I go for mines, as time flies, I fuck his wife with them thunder thighs,
- My raps are simple, I pierce the hoes nipples, as soon as I place this bounty the price triples,
- Cuz nobody likes you, I drop rhymes they come destructive like a typhoon, I bent goons like plastic spoons,
- Nobody can fuck with this Pyscho, I pull out a rifle and snipe you from a far distance so spiteful,
- I'ma thug nigga, pulling triggers, your twitter fingers are probably sore from being a keyboard warrior, the truth lingers,
- You're a whack artist, I let the drum go off' you end up in the hospital the doctor diagnoses you as retarded,
- Nobody can stop this, I leave your hip hopping off, my shots popping off, your last thought was red dots covering the spots,
- Cheetah skinned couches, golden pen, platinum selling mouses, million dollar houses, how could you doubt this?
- Limousine riding, doctor defying the odds and putting emcee's to an early death because the time was righteous,
- I'm the Doctor, with bulletproof glass windows, expose hoes sipping that yach in my lac with some indo',
- I smoke emcee's, hang them from tree's, winning these is as fresh and easy as the nearby breeze,
- My rhymes are tight like a virgin, heard you were searchin' for this urchin, it's urgent you stop writing garbage verses,
- I let this pen write away and like Kobe, I let my opponents fade away into the new day that's ahead of us,
- I grew up riding the bus, avoiding police busts, giving chick these free nuts, like an opened bag of peanuts,
- But still school was just hard enough in itself, I used to hide away from the crowds I put my mind in a straight jacket,
- I couldn't hack it, so I, started wrapping my thoughts to a good degree, now you see me still spittin 16's to fake G's,
- And move keys, no bentleys,