Battles SeweySide vs cela
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Call me Sewey Side, you don't take me serious
- Mask on, mask off, bitch you delirious
- Haha- let's try this shit, make a schizo go furious
- My mouth is a automatic cannon
- With these diss tracks that im handing
- I'm outta hand, handling, a mandolin
- I ain't even play an instrument but I'm standing
- Six feet above, im a tower, a titan,
- full of power and bite and
- So you should cower not fight, man
- Maybe shower off the fright, man
- I got more bitches than bedrooms in a mansion
- She going down low (load) I should buy the expansion
- Doing damage to my man bits, God damn it,
- I can't manage, I'm a bust like Kool-aid man
- Knocking down walls, don't matter how tall
- You will all fall. Just know that is not all
- I am penultimately the last rapper living
- You are ultimately a whack rapper vivid
- I ain't never met a whacker rapper,
- You're candle in the wind, im a fire cracker
- I'll hit a bitch like a line backer
- Send her flying through the back of line, chatter
- Like how could I do this?
- You act like im a new to this
- I kept quiet, don't mean I am not used to this
- But I'm rather bored of this nuisance,
- less use than the word useless
- The next Sakura is you, bitch
- I'm constantly stacking attack
- Like iron pancakes packed in a stack
- And im packing a Mac, in my back pack
- Carry it around cause it shoots like I rap, fast
- Im passing a flask full of acid and crack
- Yeah, I might catch flack, but I'll just throw it back
- Let these bitches bask in my wrath, im cleaner than a bath
- , but I'm sick and I will not wear a mask
DEFENDER'S RAP
- First off lemme kick this verse off
- you worse off battling me you're cursed dog.
- I disperse all my vocabulary at my worst dog
- you spit shit words and got no stature in terms of rapping
- since your birth I've been lurking
- in the fuckin corner smirking
- waiting for a perfect chance to battle you first thing
- berating those who think I can't spit a little bit
- and fiddle with a pencil writing in the middle
- I'm in the fight while you scribble you left
- I'm right here staying till you dribble blood
- I'm killing you like I whittle wood so I think I would
- win a battle even if I thought I could not
- but I got a knot my lyric's a rope
- I hang you by the fucking throat
- I hear you scream I hear you choke
- until you admit that I'm the GOAT.
- I'm the highest in the room i float
- I'm the flyest since the womb since i spoke
- my first words wisest so try to resist
- I wont stop the persist
- I'm a Glock you're Curtis
- You try to block my urges
- to murder and purge I'm getting a surge
- of power through my words
- like I'm sniffing powder flew through my nose
- I'm stiff and yelling' louder and i arose
- I'm in my castle spelling rhymes i suppose
- again my lasso killing guys who got now flow
- I'm Indiana Jones roping you into my moat
- I'm in another zone hoping that you don't float
- I smother you brother with your mother on the phone
- and she starts crying after she see your body soaked.