Battles vs Dope_Doc
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
- Skipping to conclusions and forgetting to weigh consequences,
- While we going through the school
- The thugs say i'm cool
- Skipping class and growing cold
- Plenty smoke, plenty rolled
- Shout outs to them taylors and them jets fool
- Studying hard, but i'm like fuck school
- Gotta lotta stuff, fool
- That was till she chose a school
- Iced out, okay cool
- Rapping rule, back to school
- When i was little i was writing shit while other kids was out skipping rope
- I'm gonna proudly spit dope, just like my rhymes are a bounty globe,
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Like Halloween, I'll go on a killing spree and burn you to the worst degree,
- These G's will leave your kid's knee a reddish-brown bean, a kidney, don't kid me,
- This is Neo vs the Rap Pad vulture, question is can he survive my abracadabra agriculture,
- Bullets will leave ya stiff that like bitch on my sculpture, bars burn leave your ass with an ulcer,
- I ain't scared of an irrelevant bitch, heard this trick likes kids from the grade of six,
- Somebody get Chris Hansen on the case, and you'll see them boys shoot cum in your face,
- Up in a prison cell, they'll make it hell, carry a rape whistle or a necklace attached to a bell,
- Because where you're going, them dogs will be swarming, sleep with your ass on the wall, they come with no warning,
- When you're trying to sleep, a G sneaks in and sticks a knife to your teeth twists it 'till you bleed,
- Fuck you and your bitches, you've never touched any riches, you belong in some ditches,
- For snitching on your homie on that mission, to the police now he's rotting up in a prison,
- And your mother was taken from her kitchen, found with her pussy stretched doin' dishes,
- Your decision to roll with snitches in your writtens is causing friction within' the pigeons,
- Who just sit and listen and they're waiting for the perfect moment to strike and leave you twitching,
- This shit here is an addiction, ya'll kill Christ and then switch to a religion, well the taste of revenge will be delicious,
- I'm sick of tossing salads when I'm rapping but I'm back in action can't even say the word faggot,
- Because then they go cancelling so the Dope Doctor can no longer go channeling the monster in his mind again,
- I'll leave you motherfuckers in a pond of blood, the shoes I wear don't fit you wannabe's like OJ's glove,
- Whack artists get so much love, when a real emcee that came from concrete gets no fuckin' hug just a shove,
- So now I'm saying this without hesitation, patiently waiting, the AK was taken, it was never on the registration,
- Shove it up your fucking asshole, chase the dream with a lasso, your bars full of nicotine, cuz I'm smokin' em like Tobacco,