Battles vs Frostmatic
RULES
Getting my anger out.
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Hitler made better compliments than you by killing Jews
- You making small shit, and you spending that on booze
- Think you got talent, at the stud, yeah, you never produce
- You're just a Z-Level Juice
- Buy yourself a noose, jump and it's life you loose
- Wouldn't give a damn if you died like Joe Coffey
- Word of Advice: Why not try 120 cups of coffee
- Everybody just thinks you're braindead like a zombie
- While we making music, go suck your mom, cos that's your hobby
- Haven't seen a wasteman like you since Donald Trump was born
- You repping a FIAT, while I'm in a concord
- My fellow rappers watching like a movie, and got the popcorn
- Watching on Harddoc gets at Frost with a chainsaw
- Calling me triggered, but it's you that cries out of your ears
- When you see nobody likes you. Go to your mama in tears
- But even she is backing off, cos you a mainstay in her mares
- Daddy didn't pull out cos it was part of truth or dare.
- You a great inspiration to the dead
- Letting 20 followers get to your head
- You aren't a prodigy, just a child threat
- Adam Johnson, paedophile, Prince Andrew the Next
- Thomas Muller makes better jokes than you
- I'd much rather watch the death of Rue (Hunger Games)
- See yourself as some Adonis, for your information
- Nobody's perfect, but for you, it's a different situation
- Frostmatic is Cancer
- In the words of every kid vying to be class president
- Vote for me
DEFENDER'S RAP
- You have hard in your name, after this the hardest thing will be your grave,
- Challenged me to me rap, now I ain’t lookin’ back, play my cards call it black jack,
- Came from the bottom now I kill tracks, you’re a douche who can’t light a spark with the mic,
- The most fire you’ll get is a cig and a zippo lighter, brighter then you, call it an eclipse,
- Snipe you with these bars, my bullets never miss, I fill you with these clips!
- Talk shit while my votes are stackin’ digits, you’re sucking my balls and my dick, I’ll call you sacrilegious.
- New Nikes, gonna throw you, leave you as a swoosh, in the booth you’re shit, you have no excuse,
- Less bars I already tied your noose, but lemme go hard, capisce?
- Mid tier, I’ll call you Mid, you brag bout’ ya little wins, mad that I hit these charts,
- You can’t spit these bars, so you complain, you know how mid-gets/midgets sit on the top, bidet,
- Ya’ll just wanna get rid of me, you know me for killing beats, fuck this shit I’m out.
- Just kiddin’, you ran your mouth now I’m gon’ smack it,
- Insane rhymes, insane brain, straight jacket, I can’t refrain
- From killin’ instrumentals, rhymes more steamy then my .9’s metal barrel!