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don't kill me too hard!!!!

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

Anonymous won this battle!

CHALLENGER'S RAP

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DEFENDER'S RAP

  • “Wanted to bust his brain” that sus shit lame, the puppet came to punch this face with a stun grenade
  • This my fourth battle with you, trillionth time givin feedback, why am I not surprised that nothin’s changed?
  • So once again I come back to the same old verse bout puppets and strings
  • Talkin bout bot tokens but look at how much I battle, I’m a fuckin machine
  • You challenged me four times, if I’m a literal psycho, that makes you an enabler
  • You the real masochist suckin up to me just to get killed in numerous ways, good sir
  • All these open challenges just mean ya death mission
  • You can do an eye roll for real when I leave ya head spinnin
  • But you elevated the game, took a risk and look what happened!
  • First battler ever to tell his opponent mid-battle “He’s good at rapping”
  • I see that ya plan is to write bout bein a man, that’s what all ya bars be bout
  • Throw me off whatever you want, I’m just wonderin why you got a barbie house?
  • You go to Mexican restaurants to get chicken nuggets, then come home and have sex with the oven
  • Get off Rhymezone cause if I’m an iPhone, that means I got this shit on lock when I’m pressin ya buttons
  • You preparin bars is a paradox, been on a run where you ain’t hustle
  • Talkin bout ant punches till these puppet punches make em say uncle
  • Show em shit is different when the razor blade gave his face a split decision, since he talkin bout an intermission
  • Ya family be intermarryin, performin oral on ya cousin, wouldn’t wanna be in his position
  • A hobo tryna get this work? What y'all think that's about?
  • You can be a hobo for real when I bring down the house
  • You my Hobo-Stan always tryna find more times to battle me, ya high horse is a cavalry
  • Plus you stole ya name from Hobo-Joe, get ya own following and get some originality
  • Just carve a lane/Elaine for ya self cause you take all that D on ya chest, this man Puddy
  • All who ain’t kiss my feet ran from me, I ain't fuckin with the kid, spill his blood till San dusky
  • How you gonna diss me when that closer proves you faced with doubt?
  • “nvm I’m trash” so it’s only right I take you out

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