Battles  Trevor vs FluxMusicGroup

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Trevor won this battle!

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Battle on November 1 2014

CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • I'm not limited by limitations or imitations
  • Of people imitating me trying to cause discrimination,
  • My estimation is you got a second left in this world
  • Before your breath is taken, hear that? Death is waitin,
  • Come at me with a diss an take two to the chest bitch save it,
  • My poetry runs deeper than seven pages through seven days
  • I run through eleven phases of emotion picturing me murdering
  • Rappers, Till heaven gazes upon my face where God says
  • Its ok Trev its wasted time spending on trying to change man,
  • Just remember I remember the faces that have ever pained you,
  • So don't let pain change you, playing this game of life is like
  • Playing craps with dice weighted, you'll never win you might hate it,
  • But look at the fights created when you tried playing the game,
  • You lost than nights became mazes cause you'd sit up trying to
  • Figure out your next move as life paces itself around you,
  • Look around Trevor you put these walls up that forever surround you,
  • You seek moments of clarity breathing air sparingly trying live
  • Organized and numerically, but apparently its looked at as a heresy,
  • To be different, they want you to bury it deep whatever it is they don't
  • Care ti(to) see but only if you burn those thoughts with kerosene,
  • Guess america isn't free its about flaunting that gold twenty four karat piece,
  • Its a vicious cycle of ferris wheels, you get the run around till the sun goes down,
  • Thats the cold hard truth with no punchline needed,
  • Its enough to have stung like needles, living life feeling sometimes cheated,
  • But you better believe through the pain my hearts still beatin

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • My rhymes propel shrapnel like tornadoes repel cattle.
  • Rattle like a snake in the shadows, fuck em if they want to battle.
  • my flow is definitely prestigious,
  • contagious like pathogens expelled in your sneezes.
  • My words spray like projectiles from a high caliber weapons.
  • disintegrate when caught off the top you will dicipate within seconds.
  • Blowing up like spontaneous combustion, my beats are merely a seduction
  • just so my lyrics can function, full of lyrical conjunctions.
  • Close and short like a leprechaun,
  • Watch as my style transforms quick like decepticons.
  • I'm simply just a con-artist, with a flow so nostalgic
  • Battling me goes against any rational logic.
  • This was a quick verse, to make em disperse, put em in a hurse,
  • lace it with a curse, and finally put em in the dirt.
  • I spit these fillings like a dentist.
  • This is me going easily believe it or not, but my flow stays perpetuous.

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