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Battle on June 7 2020
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- If you wanna cross me, thats a stupid ass risk
- Words like a flamethrower, imma burn you to a crisp
- Hellfire like a missile,
- Spitting bars like a prison,
- Ain't no inmates, but I know some killers wanna listen.
- To the shit coming out my mouth,
- Even if I don't give my permission.
- Words leaking out my mind, even if I don't really wanna think em.
- No rules that regulating what i'm saying,
- When im slaying, but i like it so i'm staying,
- The way I am and nothing can change me.
- Yeah, nothing you say can sway me,
- Don’t really care bout persuasion.
- Im evasive, and soon i'm gonna’ erase you
- Cos i don't like the games you're playing
- I got no privacy, that's invasive,
- Sometimes when i write my hands keep shaking.
- So I don't put no words on paper
- Yeah, I can freestyle
- But I don't really think that’s “me style”
- Not much that can make me smile
- And im already turning senile
- But that’s mentally, and not meant to be
- But stress can get real damaging
- And i’d like to say that i’m managing
- But my mind’s already dismantling.
- We all know i need fixing,
- And this rap just needs remixing
- I wanna top the charts, im addicted
- To rhymes and ive been convicted
- Cos I overdosed, and i'm comatose
- But my rhyme activities gonna blow
- Like an atom bomb, when my rap explodes
- Ill shake the ground of the entire world.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- All this spittin I do straight up hypnotize fools
- Got one foot in the grave and still they lickin my boots
- Y’all know I been fresh off the rip like ripe fruit
- Not afraid to branch out but still stick to my roots
- Now the god has resurfaced with ya loss as my purpose
- That style I smoked you with like a spoiled kid, not really workin
- What I spit is hot, we cut from different cloth, this fucker gettin washed, no laundry detergent
- Back to battle you, think Castro statues, my legacy set in stone to body Insurgent
- Begged to collab with me then ghosted, just come clean without lies
- Bout how you only actin shady cause you know you woulda been outshined
- This silent killer ain’t even on ya mind till I’m rippin off ya head
- Leave what remains of Gent everywhere, and they say chivalry is dead!
- Known to bring down the house while you ain’t gettin the wages
- My skill on the mic got Gent lookin like gentrification
- Each diss appears surface level, call em stainless steel
- It would be bizarre to hear somebody claim Sur real
- You like a wax fruit display with that fake appeal
- I’d tell ya tell it to the devil but we made a deal
- I ain’t feel what you say, ya girl who I came to feel
- She must be a Kaepernick fan, the balls made her kneel
- What makes you think people with written “albums” are rappers?
- Stole the name of yours from Eminem, a Stan without Standards
- But I ain’t afraid to grip the mic cause that’s just who I was born to be
- With all the gore I leave, morally, even an insurgent ain’t tryna war with me