Battles Timebomb vs Original_fio
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A rap battle about tha street life. *No cursing*
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Ay I’m a South Sider to the core, and I’m ‘bout to cause an uproar
- My streets are covered with gore and it’s impossible to ignore
- Furthermore, way too many of the guys on my block stockpiling ammo for a vicious turf war
- Bruh ya know my hood ain’t no Lakeshore
- Homie don’t be misled watch where ya tread or get shot dead with a head full of lead
- Senseless bloodshed these hoodstas running from the Feds
- Grinding bones to make bread someone call a Code Red
- Too many young boys from the hood getting locked up in chains
- They packing Glocks, hustling crack rocks, and blowing out dudes’ brains
- Ya on these bloody streets chalk outlines are an everyday reality
- And those who just out here dodging landmines are victims of police brutality
- Five O rollin’ up with the sirens blarin’, people starin’, they thinkin’ that we bangas cause of the bling we be wearin’
- Ya drug lords are the kings of the street, just like me and my homeboys trippin’ on this beat
- Ay we bringing the heat, and y’all in for a treat, and I know we got all ya on the edge of ya seats
- Waiting for the beat to drop like ready or not and we aint gonna stop
- When we see the blood spray, from the slugs flyin in the fray, and you know we don’t need the pot to get through day!
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I was minding my business, standing on the corner of the street
- Something happened, it was suspicious, some guys looking for heat
- pulled up in their Caddilac, or was it a low rider, they told me to have a seat
- I should remember for this track, but it looked like a spider
- The hate from some on the streets is wack and goes back to years when he was still a provider
- Trying to convince me of the gang life
- I asked if I could also bang his wife
- He pulled out his clock and shot one bullet times five
- I survived, but sworn like a diamond I would thrive
- I got mad real bad, I didn't know what happened
- That being said, I was on a low and the street life was almost abandoned
- I got back up, with my back up using my plan B as a back up
- That's when my enemies learned that respect is something to be earned
- Don't mess with me cause I have something like seventy
- Kilo bars which I use to train and be better so I can create my own legacy
- Out here, bring the rum and the beer
- I'll drink and hunt you down like a wild deer
- How it's sad that life is hard out here and we can't live in fear
- Even though it's a scary place, it could happen any second
- Where we get stabbed in the face with any sort of weapon
- Where we have to live to be alive and can't give up only to survive
- On the streets, where there is no mercy for those who crossed the wrong path
- Just by looking at someone, the spark goes off and we can then feel the wrath
- Six bullet in the clip but three times ten flying, you do the math
- Gangs are waiting to empty it, so the police can see the aftermath
- Not a funny story, it's a hard knock life for those
- Living on the streets, police doing them wrong but not getting exposed
- As I'm writing this I'm lucky that I've never experienced this
- As my thoughts go out to those who are living their lives in this oblivion periods