Battles vs IshTALKER
RULES
written. instrumentals welcome. participation trophies required.
Max of 16 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Hey sprout. shitTALKER, it's Acognito.
- About to take the first hit, shocker, like Han Solo; so grab a Tito's
- Pour it neat, oh.. non homo, you slobberin your slit. I'll wait it out
- More heat and clout while buildin my account, smile n call you Lil Lout
- Watch your mouth or it'll be filled with green mess like Blaire in the Exorcist
- Dodge the truth about how I distill concepts without their dismemberment
- Don't botch this bout, now it's still no contest, shout n stare cuz I'm eminent.
- Like Joe with that impediment, it's evident you're petulant.
- Alight the headstone, deployed after your inelegant ineloquence
- Downright dead tone in your voice, unmastered when you're spreadin' it.
- Outright released a beast, it's biblical and sublime when I spit, you'd resign
- I don't need 70 syllables per line to make a writ rhyme sound prime
- While I'm on vacation, you stepped up to me and acted like you wrote for Creem.
- Participation trophies are a breeze. I accept, even agree.
- I'll supersede the need to bleed you n commit a crime, but you'll see
- these sixteen lines will do the deed, n in no time you'll concede..
DEFENDER'S RAP
- :22 IshTALKER
- Straight off the start, puttin in work, taking off my shirt
- Hands soiled in dirt, it ain't hard, your best ain't better than...
- My worse, I'm taking bets you leaving in a hearse
- Murdered on a verse, fire spitter scorching the Earth
- Burning tongues, bubonic plague and black lungs
- I stack hunnin's, you stack one's, eat like a King
- You stash crumbs, I attract 10's, and you smash none
- I catch bullets with my teeth, leave your family
- Covered in bloody sheets... I'm stuntin on the beat
- This form of speech ain't meant for the weak, I got...
- Money that you bleed like Batman pinned Superman
- Under his feet, the same ones running these streets
- Last breathe clinging, reminiscing what your Dad said...
- Son don't trip, IshTALKER leave that ass dead, this that
- WAKE UP CALL, hot lava black coal volcanic ash...
- Earthquake smog blood diamond dialog