Battles Gnos vs Dope_Doc
RULES
30 under 30. 30 lines, try to finish the rap in 30 minutes. Don't be a fucking bigot.
Max of 30 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Hold court on the track, this mug is in session
- Rug-pull the dunce who thinks that their messin'
- With the top-dollar poet with bars so slick
- Will get 'em anything but scars and a broke-up dick,
- A soaked-up prick
- Who tries me will never surprise me
- Be rash and buy it, you'll feel poison ivy
- The welts on your skin will glisten like diamond
- Get drunk as a skunk just to cope with the hiding
- Ford-Coppola style atrocious confinement
- Curb-checked so hard that you'll get out of alignment
- Fantasyland
- Thinking you could manage me man
- The magnaminous planner with a gun in her hand
- Head stuck in the sand, you're undoubtedly panned
- Get your shit rocked by any single one of my fans
- Stand
- And raise your fucking banner
- Or be the sweetest peach this side of Atlanta
- I've got no pay-tience for a dollar store chancer
- Bamboo-zull-ing newbies like a chubby old panda
- But when y'all are done battling the cheap and the frantic
- And bring it up to the feet of maximum standards
- Your conventional currents won't even reach to the anodes
- Your drubbing will make it deep into the lyrical canon
- Your sonic gnostic keeps it tight, a little rude, a little flirty
- Feel free to step to me: Take a whole fucking thirty.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Using big words thinking you’ll win the battle, grab your bitch her neck I’ll dismantle,
- She’ll be found with her hands tied; in her mouth an apple surrounded by candles,
- Spank her ass with a spatula, let a tarantula eat her pussy in a warehouse in Canada,
- You’re lacking the stamina to battle the greatest challenger beat you with a seat belt fastener,
- Burn ‘em so bad you’d think he’s treated for skin cancer, just a bitch shittin’ all over his pamper,
- His head wrapped inside a hamper, lights dampered, illegal things done like an NBA tamper.
- Fuckin’ candy wrapper, he’s a sweet bitch, trigger finger got a mean itch to blast pricks,
- In the hood we sellin’ bricks, playin’ with sticks, robbing fools for jewels just for kicks,
- I’m a dog in that bitch, like she got ticks, you’re struggling to find a wife like that dude in Hitch.
- Shit, it comes easy for me, yeah, the pussy cums easy for me, G-Eazy in Halsey type beat,
- Got the moaning on repeat, via the voice recorder, I’m keeping all the money like a storage hoarder,
- The lions roaring on top of the mountain, pussy juice drippin’ off my lip like a fuckin’ water fountain.
- Rip organs in the morning and eat Oprhans like porridge with slices of orange, I responded cuz this sites boring