Battles Classed vs Dope_Doc
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Max of 27 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Yuh
- Look into my eyes all yall see is virtual prowess
- Ima show you power my output could level mountains
- A beast been unleashed everybody getting devoured
- You can even check the resume, I'm a god counting up thousand
- If I let loose body count be up in the thousands
- God of the homies
- When I show up ima leave the bodies charred
- Burn Mark's from the bars I be given,
- Like is all that much worth living
- One man down, look st the stars i be sending now
- Got your target on my finger now
- Like why was he talking my brother bring out the coffin
- My eyes bring down the comments,
- Talking that shit like they cant see me coming,
- Like why was you talking,
- Knock out the sharingan
- See that shit like I appear and im gone
- Ight it's only been a minute yes I still the only one with the vision
- Like fuck was you talking
- Last stand making my survival,
- Everyone waiting my arrival like a god
- Yuh
DEFENDER'S RAP
- You should never provoke the Dope, the fact that you beg for votes and dissing me is a practical joke,
- You must've been sniffing that coke, these notes full of anecdotes leaves emcee's searchin' for the antidote,
- Because I'm a dope motherfucker, I'm beating the asses of all of these new gen suckers like bread 'n butter,
- Been writing rhymes since I was younger, back when KD and Westbrook was straight killa's on the Thunder,
- Uh, Dope Doc the king of this written battle shit, I handle this, send rabbits back into their holes little bitch,
- You were raised a snitch, but that bullshit you do in your hood will get your body found cold inside of a deep ditch,
- This rook' is getting smoked like grass, found inside of something I used to do in school, which is a ditch, no class,
- Your body can't handle my punches, just another broken glass, at the end of this rap, you'll be outclassed,
- Sweet as a trick on the fucking corner, it's for certain, your homies don't respect you, you're standing there deserted,
- And all of these words are hurting and urging you to quit writing verses, I'm spittin' hell straight from inside churches,
- Your a little bitch with no actual skill, so it won't take long for us to snipe you and bullets start to fill,
- We own ya, Easy kill, maybe they did it for the thrill of smackin' a weak writer who was quite frankly going downHILL, Hi Jonah,
- I'm as host as the summer in motherfucking Arizona, I leave ya' in a coma, special ED bucket on your head like Marvel's Nova,
- You couldn't last with 27 lines, why the fuck are you lying, I'm holding the real keys you're just a dude who's begging to be driving.