Battles Roane vs K-Santana
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Rematch of the Remixes.
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Roane won this battle!
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Battle on September 1 2020
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Woke up this morning decided violence and started writing
- Dedicate my craft to the cheddar before the mac is rising
- All this competition inciting fire, I might perspire
- If my competition provided writers that had desire
- I would sit and observe these rhymers from my recliner
- Half would cry and dine while the other half tried to start their lighters
- I was filled with boredom but now I think that i might go higher
- Pressure on myself so my writing still shining like a diamond
- It ain’t easy being great, that’s why I work hard
- Elevate my skill in the booth before I get new cars
- Seen a thousand rappers come drunk and record a new song
- Metaphors, wordplay, the only way I want good bars
- I’m too scarred, my passions are balling and ChrisT, no Broussard
- Spill the T to my bestie, now he looking “you wrong”
- The rap game changed me, now I’m becoming Sulong
- Above the devil’s lettuce and making bread like a crouton
- I used to think I was a master mind, But then my mind was mastered
- Worried bout the problems that came after, if they’re worth the time
- Asking if that ratchet worth a grabbing and a smacking
- Learned your past and that your packing, I’m just steady crafting worthy rhymes
- There’s a level to this shit that you ain’t ready for
- Never learned control yet here you are clearing every floor
- I’ve been honing my flows and blows
- You’ve been approaching every hoe
- I’ve been addicted to success
- You’ve been addicted to the dro
- Comparison’s only great if compared to me
- I run the game, you got IRON deficiency
- the GOLD standard, I took every M and I’m onto Bs
- Subtract the BORON and you’ll see I’m 100 in every scheme
- I’m nice with a pen, but I’m better with a laptop
- 2020 sight still a mystery how your raps pop
- Shaggy hair, dapping me up, afraid of your past drops
- Machine going steady until I realize your ass got
- No skill….
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Its crazy how ya battles can take over ya head
- I can get dark and you overthinking whatever was said
- Feels like ya brain's getting swish and all the tension that's within give you headaches watch it take over now you mentally dead.
- How we coping its complicated
- Gotta do lotta waiting
- We just praying the pain away the way to abolish satan
- I ask my therapist whats the catch cause im outta patience
- Same predicaments visiting aint finishing fuck the faking
- Its all business
- All Gimmicks
- Im on my own wit this shit
- In my own zone in control of this bitch
- And the hoes know how it goes so
- Fosho they dont trip about the dick
- Trust me i know, like patron when it hit
- People out here thinking they know me
- And it hurts my soul
- Cause i like to chill by my lonely til i cant no more
- Force to go back out and you cant backdown,
- society coming at you fast now
- Nothing to laugh bout, the shit is real..
- But what we do? We adapt
- Those who dont? They subtract
- Then we got them ignorant people stunting wit Cadillacs
- Come to find out they in debt they
- Stuck where they grandma at
- Like how you finna handle that?
- Ya life is full of maga caps
- But we aint gon pretend like i aint take a chance at rap
- I know its a drag wit that
- But we gon keep it pushing and stay consistant and make sure that we get the bag wit that
- Cause its my habitat..
- And thats a fact.