Reven vs Maverick

Battles Reven vs Maverick

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Maverick won this battle!

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Battle on December 20 2020

CHALLENGER'S RAP

//Rev//
Niggas really think that I'm playing all the fuckin time
Bitches wanna act all cute till I whip out this 9
Nigga talking so much shit, might just shoot him in his spine
You talkin 'bout tiktok well bitch all I got is time
You think this a game? Nah nigga I'm dead fuckin serious
I'm a big black dog, just like that nigga Sirius
Black, same color as my cap, all these niggas be vibin to my raps
They know I'm popping off, right about now I'm hot
I got my own shawty, don't fuck with no thots
Niggas are stupid, don't understand plots
I'm big fuckin chilling, and I don't have a single care
Momma thinks I'm stupid, but it's fine because I am aware
Of the bullshit, fuck yo bitch real quick
I'm saving up this cash for a glock to do the dash
If you can't forget your past, then I'm sorry, you'll never last
This rap shit is who the fuck I am, you can't make me, change me, it's the way that I am
I'm sick and tired of the hate, all the goddamn debate
So ima pack yo ass up, send you to Africa in a crate
I hop on the motherfuckin beat and it disintegrates
I'm the only nigga stomping in the room, makin the ground shake
Just gassed youself up now go deflate
You're a pussy, and too easy to humiliate
//Renji//
I'm good at this rap shit, I can't get outta line
I guess you didn't know I could pull out this 9. anytime
now imma be the man that's gonna be in his prime
if I could return to my olds ways I would, just give me some time
I remember some bitch on the other line, I think her name was coraline
when will all of you leave me alone and just let go
I can make a fire bar even if it's for the intro
where I live, all these niggas claiming they from the ghetto
I'm realizing that "he" said that he would shoot up the block
I was with the niggas you said you call alot
when we all met up, all you did was put up a red dot
I hate how she wasn't tryna help me but ruin my image
why do I have to tell you to fuck off, do you not get the message?
I really don't give a fuck if your heart is damaged
when was the last time we left a body on the curb
once I pulled out the 9. he didn't say a single word
If you think imma let you run up on me then you're absurd
now if you started to shoot then I'd be the one to shoot first
we infront of the oops and now they left in the dirt
I'll be honest, all of you hoes love me because I got guap
but when it comes to the real shit, someone ends up being shot

Challenger

Reven

DEFENDER'S RAP

Spring has arrived and it sprung forth its rival
Now winter is in hibernation like my car battery was in idle
The brumal season whence danced to the beat of my own doldrums
A Phoenix by blue flames arisen from this slump
Reunited with the warm embrace of sun-kissed daylight as skin burns are its lipstick
Albeit love hurts, however its abuse is incomparable to my domestics
Living alone with demons the landlord knows no such tenants
Letting them sleep in my head rent-free is really my form of penance
Depression to justify this anguish that God has so much as forsaken to release
Playing tug of war between isolating myself and nature granting peace
An insatiable hunger for life's wholeness left with a ravenous growl
Overflowing bucket to reckless behavior spilling and given not a hoot but an owl
A symbol of wisdom biting my tongue like the lip of my shoe
Walk a mile in mine with onychocryptosis whoopty-doo
It's just a hop skip and a jump away from going 'insane'
A destination where you wouldn't know if the GPS was your brain
As gung-ho as a free-spirited leaf in a whirlwind with an unblocked funnel
Kept from experiencing the liberation to wither and Simon says Garfunkel
Tired of suicidal ideation if 'body-bags under my eyes' is plural
My guardian angel killed himself, I do not belong in this world.
Yet I have this sneaking suspicion a homicidal incident has occurred
Who'd frame mental illness in good vs evil, my roommate is a murderer
No right to be an a-hole yet understandable how and why they project
Suppressed emotion swallowing timeless time-bombs what'd you expect
I bottle implosions too to keep myself level-headed on my toes
Until the chain reaction of pen to paper has the contents of my guts exposed
That's when I hit the Pique enough to be able to cut myself and spill the tea
Because to let it out on pad as my bandage, a landing pad when disposing that side of me
So it's time for some spring cleaning I'll wipe the slate at high noon
Don't be late by the time I'm finished I await the rebirth of the new moon
Dirty laundry on the line like a kite
Real men wear pink but I shouldn't have gotten blood on the whites
Not to state my purity has been tainted just a darker road unpaved
As I stop to smell the roses in the middle of allergy season to pick for the outcome of digging my own grave.

Defender

Maverick