Battles CrayCrayCatRappah vs Neo-Arno
RULES
Choose a rap about struggles.
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Everyone has struggles,
- Type it into thought bubbles.
- I've learned grief all my life,
- It cuts into you like a knife.
- My cat, my partner in crime,
- The love I had for you will still last a lifetime.
- Your death was tragic,
- But love is just like magic.
- You learn the trick, it's never the same,
- And you can never understand the fame.
- Why?
- Why does life have to end tragically?
- Do we leave all our loved ones in the dust?
- Do we leave them all out to rust?
- My heart is warm, even after all the snow,
- But each day it takes another blow.
- Luck makes me sing, rap, or write,
- But they only last for a night.
- Everyone has struggles,
- Type it into thought bubbles.
- When will we all be able to be the same?
- In the dark, we can't see who's to take the blame.
- "Judge based on character, not color."
- Please find the perfect lover.
- - Cray Cray Cat Rapper.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Seeing smoke and mirrors makes me choke in terror
- These last three years just got me thoughtful than ever
- Can't relate to my peers they nasty, I'm lost in the era
- I keep strangling myself cause I'm supposed to be better
- My frustration sparks telekinesis, I see shit in the room I wanna tear it to pieces
- Tryna hit licks, be my lady's cunning linguist
- On the venture to put these sensitive bitches... in a dispenser
- packed with prisoner temper, My pen left the printer dismembered
- Done with trusting ma friends when I spot the lie, somebody's got to die
- Don't try to make a buzzing attempt I'll swat the fly
- Your soul's got spark whether wearing gold or not
- Could be wearing gold when hot but see when you're laying cold you're not
- I take aim until I learn game, my own terrain I wanna ascertain
- Have a Harvard brain. And package my bread with larger grain, hammer flakes
- That left my life in... battered state, hope my family doesn't get the cancer pains
- a scatter brain, left my ink splattered and paper stained. I'm at the bottom holding like an anchor chain.