Battles theliftedpro vs
RULES
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Battle on March 14 2022
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- They so quick to respond like they artists with ease
- But I've yet to see these forum emcees start it with me
- Scared to go first an watch that verse take a turn for the worst soon as it's rehearsed
- U can repent at church for your curse but never quench your thirst
- You can reverse the Hearse,
- But can't change tha facts that wat your mom's twat burst at birth
- now has a date with death, now your a permanent flirt
- Confirm the real person you immersed in
- If you tend, to steal Verses from Em,
- then you a candy coated version
- Something fishy as sturgeon,
- I'm learnin' those who don't like to light this fire cause I burnt em from carpet to the curtains
- An it aint fraud for insurance,
- Burn em on-line, or hog-tie-em an burn in-person
- Fit this fist to your kisses, Pow right in tha kisser
- I couldn't resist her, maybe your misses shud stop calling me "mister-fist-her"
- That sleezy lizard was an easy listener
- I mean your sister was a real Fang gleamin' glistener
- on lock like a Pittsburgh
- Even though she disturbed
- At least she had the nuts diss first!
- An you ain't got the gaunch to be open for response
- Go taunt your the greatest, how on your forum you famous
- Bout your gauges off-safe cuz your so above basic
- Then in gayness, retract all statements
- When the fact is you flagrant
- Every phrase is highlighted, cause you didn't write it
- Had to consult with the editor for every metaphor
- Salty there's a better competitor
- Fukin' Raven at your door
- You should rhyme "nevermore, nevermore, "
- Never worn a pair of these, i walk around with the devil's severed horns
- Maybe a better scorn , If you were a clever whore,
- But your a filthy slut dragon braggin' bout baggin' girls in one line
- In the next you be stagnant?
- What is it bitch, boy or girl if you bang it,
- destroy your world, call ya lawyer still_______faggot
- Talkin' bout some fabricated past,
- He'll animate it, take a whole ham an steak, salmon cake an wine glass up his de-masculated ass,
- You get jacked at your door dash or takin out your trash,
- To the store for more masks an smashed to the floor flat
- get your vocal chords snatched If you for sure gassed,
- More like you winded trying to rap extensive
- Pretentious pretend friendships say "you did splendid!"
- An you fans always follow odds against a solid cause
- Like your a thug who refuse to acknowledge Pac.
- Keep your bag in the shop My balls drag when I walk
- Your flow lags, then it stops
- Your from a nice hood With no tags on ya block
- You brag to the cops to get your friends caught
- You kids sloppy plots must come with a bib an smock
- I kid you not, all the talk might get you shot
- No matter what district you walk
- A misfit or not, no matter how many digits you clock
- Wrapped in the waist line
- If it's coming off the hip, you hop
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Wake up in the morning and do what I do
- hoping the police won't run up to you
- but this guy wants to out rhyme the dude
- who can part water and light the fuse
- that ends the reign of King James the screwed
- Back to you, the opponent who
- fell into this pit of saws
- nothing personal at all but welcome to your horrid fall
- step inside my cage of skulls
- and Orange syringes make horrid visits to
- the skin of victims with torrential pigments that
- flash in the wind like Gordon and Arden in Lorien visions
- It's hypocrisy to be in love with the system, i'm on the
- Farside but i'm not into Larceny
- I've got a raw hide but I just care for green
- Leather, weather I need to slam a go getter into the
- machine that makes betters get wetter than a soaked sweater
- cause the people need a message that don't flash and pan around
- like an ash in the can of life call it sound, Miami Vice but no ice to
- sooth the burn of this lyrical turnover, the burnt over land rover
- choking the life from the fags and the kikes and the birds are like
- "let's get a bite and be peaceful and quiet cause Shady's a riot so guys
- do us right and put down the lighter, but these Crazy anorexic
- meth heads, handed me a lead pen, Me, a guy who rhymes while dead,
- careening
- off the wall of the next vet who got punched in the face by the
- Dark and no one can predict the way it will spark
- I just got a new case of Murder me Malts
- you just got murdered by the man who loves Bolts
- No Song of Songs, just bloody jaws bud
- Bloody raw stubs, Job and god done
- maybe all won, maybe there are none
- Bildad was right, the crooks need a knife
- cut cross the skin and pull out the right
- Bolt that shit down and impale the spine
- that big, long part that lets us walk upright
- and maybe be strong and pull out the bomb
- and shove up the ass of the challenger's mom
- I win, let's all be calm
- Nukes will go off in a matter of AAGH!
- Fire and torrents are spreading too far
- people are dying and there are no cars
- Welcome dear sir to the end of your rope
- Hell has been woke and no one will live
- Pain is just plenty in the realm of the dead
- Judas said screw this and then lost his head
- Cinco De Mayo is chaos and sex
- everyone fucking and getting ahead
- no one is guarding the door to the west
- so Satan just walked out with Grond and some meth
- And Jesus is pissed cause he's out of his meds
- and no one can care cause the east coast is dead
- Cause sauron is fucking the monument and
- people are dying from shockwaves or ten
- the west coast it's said, is partying hard cause
- no one can die so look to the sky and chug more Ketamine
- a frenzy of benzo and then go to the bowl with the blow
- and reach nirvana for days i'm told
- that's how it goes in Mexico, America is scarier cause we
- take loads of Crack and smack and cherry love with barely any
- breaths and wake up fucked with the ugliest mutt in my butt
- I'm sorry lord, I've done raped the sluts that terrify the devil's sons
- so give me a gun, but heaven is worse, No condoms and pity the
- purse, the black there are white and the white are depraved
- hold you down and drill you for days, cause that's how they save
- all the souls and ok. i'm done more than needed honey, so go to bed
- i'll be there ready, with a shiv and a stack of America's racks to add to my
- collection of facts and shoot you to death with Abe Lincoln's cane that
- legend has said houses grenades and explodes on contact, Weep with
- terror, you demons of shame, i'm coming with nothing but blades and more
- pain than can be stuffed in that house some yards away
- Not the last on the left it's the one on the right
- the one where the screams can be heard every night
- I've got Voorhees chained to a wall and Satan is begging for me
- to be calm but I need more souls, Calypso stopped feeding so
- Grimm is in season, no pleading, just good eating