Battles LilStewy vs Gnos
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Max of 30 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Aye
- I know the love fake, They finna kill me, Cause i kill everyone that I hate
- Thats why im cautious, Paraonoid
- So if I run into these niggas, Im gon' off 'em
- Six years ago I lost my pops, That shi left me hurt
- Got my first taste of blood, You prolly hatin that
- But if you was here, you would respect the fact
- That your baby boy a Grown man
- Look we aint talked in a while, Pops how you been
- Cried when I seen the kids, They was hella big
- Thrash still on that shi, Just got in the pen
- And I just got outta juvenile, it is what it is
- Aj died, And thats just the start
- Grandpa died a couple years ago too, He had a failing heart
- Yeah, I know that shi brazy
- Bo just had a baby
- Unc still cuttin hair, Mom still crying
- Your homie's sayin they got me, Nigga's still lyin'
- If you still here, Just protect a nigga
- I love the block cause I can feel you on the seven with me
- AJ, wish I could go to heaven with him
- Aye
- I know the love fake, They finna kill me, Cause i kill everyone that I hate
- Thats why im cautious, Paraonoid
- So if I run into these niggas, Im gon' off 'em
- Six years ago I lost my pops, That shi left me hurt
- Got my first taste of blood, You prolly hatin that
- But if you was here, you would respect the fact
- That your baby boy a Grown man
- Aye
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Lil Stewy, fears the beat like one-two
- Might Check: a sonic gnostic's on you
- Three four, hear a cracking like a tree-fall
- No microphone to hear you in the forest when we meet up
- Street's up, dead-end like your rap game
- Sucking cul-de-sac like a suburban housewaif
- Un-Safe, cuz I don't even gotta crack you
- No 'grace,' Give Thanks that I don't smack you
- Blind rap, I ris-k sounding even cornea
- Than normal when I tell you that your friends should have been warnin' ya
- Context: the key for good diss theory
- Khan text: read how I'm burning down your city
- Roll up, 30 lines is a mirror
- See you crumble like powder when the dollars ain't here and
- Coal coke, when I cold cock your railroad
- Weave my tracks around you, send you packing to Chicago
- Fargo, or anywhere that you can lay low
- I'll suck your dad's dick and then go munch on some potato
- Chips, casino master on the reg
- "Nobody's real" when all your friends are self-absorbed dregs
- Weak shit, you know your bio's cliché
- Tryna pull on all our hearts with an emoji steel chain
- Look I feel you buddy, shit sucks and gets scary
- But I still gotta blow your back out so you're wary
- Roll up for something and you're probably gonna find it
- Dime bag for your 'Gram and a trash bag for your body