Battles D-i-R vs DaDDiO
RULES
No rules other than have good bars. Have as many lines as wanted
Max of 64 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- ///Verse 1\\\
- Honk honk, hear this goose come
- Watch me spit all this venom
- I fly with my flock, we soar in the night
- I may be goosey-loosey, but my bars are tight
- I'm popping off these bitches like its Sprite
- People starting negotiations tryna fight
- And I'm the one whose teachin right
- I told everyone they were smarter but yet I fucking lied
- Make you like my bread and get chewed
- pull on my trigger, lettin my gun shoot
- Hear me coming and you will be left in doom
- So fly, I take myself to the moon
- If you turn off the lights, I'm still in the spotlight
- The girls be gazing cuz they see me as their starlight
- I'm so rich you can call me Ebenezer Scrooge
- Don't mess with me, I'm that mother fucking goose
- ///Chorus\\\
- Dont play boy, i gotta gold chain 'round my neck
- You got no game boy, hit you ass with a fucking peck (get it?)
- Get off my dick, y'all are just pissed bitches
- Watch me fire this gun, I can make you shit (yuh)
- ///Verse 2\\\
- Man I'm gonna be honest, there's no competition
- Give them hard hittins, you can meet me in the kitchen
- Hear my gun load, popping bodies one by one
- If you try to run away then bitch, you done
- Y'all pussies die to CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK
- why don't yall get off my DICK DICK DICK DICK
- I may be new here yet I'm going hardcore
- Left your body red and set it on the floor
- Bitch I ain't weird just because I go solo
- Yet I'm insane so they call the po-po
- Does look I give a fuck? I can shoot bars behind bars
- I leave people like you burning after I spit chars
- I may look calm on the inside but don't forget the fact
- I can cut you down like a tree call me Paul Bunyan the lumber jack
- Homie they threw me aside but I'm coming up from the trenches
- next time think twice or else your life will be hellish
- ///Chorus\\\
- Dont play boy, i gotta gold chain 'round my neck
- You got no game boy, hit you ass with a fucking peck (get it?)
- Get off my dick, y'all are just pissed bitches
- Watch me fire this gun, I can make y'all shit (yuh)
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Get throat chopped while you vomit your excremit
- Because your the embodiment of bitch wrapped in a hominid specimen
- so this fag will get whiplashed tryna box with a nephilim..
- This is honest irrelevance vs god with a set of skin
- so battling this flawness impressionist is like tryna force a typewriter to process a megabit