Battles Ineverwin vs Dope_Doc
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- you’re A TEMP TS at dissing me are kind of COLD but you’ll
- Still lose so CHILL because you are only kind of ILL so you’ll DIE SLOW
- But my WORDS are SICKER than INFLU ENZA
- Combined with PLAUGES from the BIBLE
- So you couldn’t be DOPE WITH LINES Even if you were
- DOING COKE then RHYMED I’ll smoke this FAG Literally
- SPARK from the METAL resembeld FLINT but not MICHIGAN
- Your a The biggest JOKE Every time you talk EVERY ONE
- LAUGHS but not at your HUMOR just The way you are HALF
- RETARDED as if your BRAIN HAS A TUMOR and
- Everyone GOSSIPS about you so your go off RUNNING
- To away TRYING TO HIDE saying. ROOMERRRErr
- I’ll STRANGLE this FETUS playing With his Musical CHORDs from a STRAN from
- His reverse DNA AND Watch has he gets mixed up and grows
- With no NADS from all The CRACK his MOMS smoked while
- She was PREGNANT and didn’t mean to have a son So
- He was UNPLANNED his nick named was SHIT HAPPENS
- But back to this BRUTAL MURDERER SLASHING when I do
- It your blood will resemble a BEAUTIFUL MURALIST PAINTING
- From your NECK being OPENED like your HEAD was PEZ
- CANDY
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Your girl carry’s so much cake I started fantasizing about cutting it up into layers and placing it on a paper plate so I could stuff my face with it later,
- Ass fat like she was conceived in Jamaica my dick will make her thick so gone ‘head call me the baker to her lovely rump shaker,
- Dope Doc declines asses filled with plastic now when I spit your eyelids touch the acid I ejaculate so rapid suck my dick you fuckin’ faggot
- You’re a talentless maggot who’ll end up in a casket you were found in a basket like the Little Man film you needa’ check who your dad is,
- Fucking with the style-switcher bringing more heat than a pitcher I ain’t scared of a dick licker who sits around all day portraying a nose picker,
- You need to go out and pick some cotton I pack more drive-by’s than McDonald’s and Compton death around the corner there is common,
- Your body droppin’ and albums floppin’ let’s put music aside and I’ll leave your hip hoppin’ stompin’ your head-in with my Air Force Falcons,
- I’m a genius with a big penis who resides on Venus prays to Jesus leaves emcee’s in pieces more than Recess did to Yeezus,
- On the floor bleedin’ no longer breathing cemetery preaching pack of Wolves leading so many homeless people to be feeding,
- Yet they spend their money on jewelry and in yap in raps about caring for us but they ain’t fooling me with that buffoonery,
- Sell their soul for platinum records smashin’ attractive hoes on couches smudged with Leopards while brothers in a hearse dismembered,
- Some stories lack the glory some of us don’t make it to forty some of us have babies cuz we’re horny but ain’t man enough to raise shorties,
- I wanna grab the trigger and squeeze like they do in those violent movies spraying G’s blazing the Vietnamese for they cheese,
- I want my crabs man, bunch of snitches birthed from Lab Rats you’re amputated so you don’t got what it takes to clap back.