Battles officialG-Dot vs JuicyJobaJaba
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- IM RUNNING THE BLOCK QUICK..
- GOTA LINK THE CONNECT LIKE FIBRE OPTIC.
- SENT ME THE BALL..
- THEY KNOW I NEVER DROPPED IT.
- GOT ME RUNNING THAT FIELD..
- DELIVER THAT DROP KICK.
- GRIPPING THAT RAW..
- ONE HAND LIKE CHOPSTICKS.
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP DOE LIKE AN INSIDE STOCK TIP.
- THEY IN BIG TROUBLE..
- GET DOE EVERY SECOND THAT CLOCK TICKS.
- THIS GAL TOLD ME TO LINK..
- HAD TO LET HER SKATE
- LIKE ICE ON THE RINK
- MONEY ON THE BRINK..
- NO BRAIN NO DRAIN
- I HAD TO LET THAT SINK.
- TOO MANY OPS
- BUT THEY WAY TOO BOGUS..
- BUT I WEIGH TO THE PONIT
- COZ IM WAY TOO FOCUSED.
- BRING LESS TROUBLE TO YOUR HOUSE..
- YOU CAN LOSE IT ALL AND END UP HOMELESS.
- IM RUNNING THE BLOCK QUICK..
- GOTA LINK THE CONNECT LIKE FIBRE OPTIC.
- SENT ME THE BALL..
- THEY KNOW I NEVER DROPPED IT.
- GOT ME RUNNING THAT FIELD..
- DELIVER THAT DROP KICK.
- GRIPPING THAT RAW..
- ONE HAND LIKE CHOPSTICKS.
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP AN DOUBLE
- FLIP DOE LIKE AN INSIDE STOCK TIP.
- THEY IN BIG TROUBLE..
- GET DOE EVERY SECOND THAT CLOCK TICKS.
- PETER HE HAD TO PAY THE PIPER..
- SO HE MENTIONED PAUL..
- WE DIDN'T WANA HEAR THAT SULK
- SO MAN WENT HULK INCREDIBLE.
- RUN A MAN DOWN IN HIS SLIDES
- AND COLLECT DECIMALS.
- GOT HIGH WHEN HE ATE THE MONEY
- BUT WE AIN'T EDIBLE.
- HIGH OFF YOUR OWN SUPPLY
- IS UNCONVENTIONAL..
- TREAT THAT MONEY LIKE WORK
- GOT TO BE SENSIBLE..
- GOT BIG NOTES LIKE POKEMON CARDS..
- I KEEP THEM ALL LIKE COLLECTIBLES.
- RAN HIS POCKEETS LIKE ..........BLLLRRDD
- POP HIZ AZZ LIKE A PERK ..... DID IT ALL WIT A SMERK
- BLLRLLRLRLRL...,,, FAH. .FAH. .FAH. .FAH. .FAH. .FAH. .FAH
- THEY CALLED ME LIL GREEZY CAUSE I KEPT IT AND REPED IT BLLRdd
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'm hopin' to make raps like these even when I'm forty
- To do so I gotta smell my way around the game like a bloodhound, theatrical and 4D
- I'm a versatile writer, they call me clothespin the way I highlight my highs and my lows
- Swayin' this lyrical knife of mine straight through competition, to-and-fro (froe)
- Check my masonry work, I got rock solid bars on top of bars stacked in rows, I call em’ quartzrose
- And they're sleep proof, only hard work was implemented as my mental workers bull”dozed”
- Every cell in your body will necrose if you don't bring full force drive, like a Honda
- Cause opposers will too often try to squeeze the life out of ya, like anacondas
- You don't have to eat the apple. Re-root seeds and implement core values, change the course of history
- After all, humanity has evolved from shaggy beings to full-blown mysteries
- My desire to discover the ways of life has me building structures like the Byzantine in hopes of uncovering a full force empire
- The ability to set opposers on fuego with uncontainable pyre
- I had to dream first, that lit the spark for creativity, you could say I was ins"pired"
- Cause life sort of felt like it was being poked by Maven, a black briar
- I’ll make peasants bow and call me sire, in return I’ll call em’ squire
- Cause I’m expandin’ my lyrical kingdom like the amount of locations of Meyer’s
- Foes are in too deep, they got stuck in the fryer
- But they’ll see I’m not that “terre”ble of a leader, I got a pair of pryers (Pryor)
- I use em' to raise the bar and jack up opposers like they got smacked with a hammer
- Like a mollusk in the sea, you’ll hear ample amounts of clamor