Battles vs b-like_freedo
RULES
Not a really good song from me but ye Have fun :)
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- //CHORUS//:
- Jhus wanna hug u n never let go
- usually stay up
- cutting jhus wanna
- hold it together hoping
- shit gets better
- //verse 1//
- nothing thrusting plummeting downwardly
- Boundaries poundin me functioning
- summoning my self
- demon complete them
- struggling pumping in
- meditation in the
- presence in the present
- pleasant day then I think
- of significance coincidence
- poet mission is coexistence
- holdin distance showing
- minutes liquids down
- helping yelling
- “AM I WORTHLESS
- DO I DESERVE THIS
- COMPLETE NERVOUS WRECK
- THIS SURFACE CHECK LEARNIN
- SERMON PREACHING
- SINCE I RINSE MY SINS”
- I HIDE QUICK IN PATIENCE
- cadence acquaintance
- faintest wavin this poppin
- perceset cigarette purpose lurkin final breath rifle to my head I said-
- //CHORUS x1//
- Jhus wanna hug u n never
- let go usually stay up
- cutting jhus wanna
- hold it together hoping
- shit gets better
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'm not a god, i'm one of god's bosses
- put your mothafucking body in a coffin, i'm heartless
- like the motherboard processing the star ships
- right handed, but i'll fuck you up with a southpaw hit
- now you're retarded and awkward for trying to talk shit
- leave you looking like apollo creed got fucked up in a mosh-pit
- I'm sick and tired of this shit, you should go jump off a bridge
- die in a ditch, with a fishing hook wired to your lips
- cuz nowadays violence is bliss
- I'll send you off on a ship till you lost at sea like Odysseus
- after I take your fame and your money
- then you can tell the cyclops that you're really nobody
- matter of fact, I'll wash my hands in a bloodbath
- and puke graffiti when i throw up tags
- my family extends from here to bahgdad
- I'll kill myself before handling a sand mag
- I'm highly stressed, that's a mad drag
- weed dem dead bodies, said proudly and loudly
- from the heaven gate's, asking god to let me in he saying not today
- then I told him to set a date
- he told me to come back at the end of may
- I said never mind, i'll be gone til november anyway
- I'll keep the leather right next to my treasure to keep my memories safe
- write a rhyme, deposit that in the memory bank
- I want the quarters, nickels, and dimes, just give me the bank
- you're not supposed to get high on your own supply, but sometimes you gotta use it
- listening to my man saint_james, mathematical influences in center pushed me to the inferno's of music
- to walk through hell's fire, heading dangerous mind before michelle pfieffer
- panhandeling these rhymes like im trying to sell lighters, that's fire
- im hype, and you're wild
- there's a big difference
- you snitching
- yall some faggots trying to figure out who's pitching
- who's lip synch's ships , that's why I nuked this
- bitch