Battles Denize vs TheAmericant
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Sniff'n your coke through the pen you write with
- Tellin us a story of how pathetic your life is
- To beat the mac,I'm back and something that you never had
- You lack the consistency to rap,you don't know about class
- I rip your ass in a two-blast,right through a tea bag,stuck in your backpack
- I'm a mad pack,I'm never gonna slack to rap
- I put you in the rack,like a voodoo doll in the lab
- Pump your ass and send you to 200 BC in Washington DC
- Your's is nothing but breezy in rock stone verse
- See this,this is your deface,I turn you to dust
- Abducted by lust,your are the worst
- Verse cannot burst,through your thirst
- You wanted to fight at first
- But figured it would be better to cert
- You nursed and and were cursed
- You versed and then reimbursed
- Rehearsed to beat me,interspersed to be me
- You can never believe me cuz nobody can see me
- My lyrics send you to hysterics,you better stick to hindericks
- Or better you can write limericks or writhe with these dicks
- In the preface,I told you I mean this,never gonna redeem it
- Maybe cupid won't miss this,this shoebox shit,overwith
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I'm a jaguar in a jungle, chasing my prey,
- D funk is all up on the hoes, making it rain,
- Surv: A crazy deranged, maybe insane,
- Child made from Satan's remains,
- Who makes these babies faint from
- His tainted picture he paints,
- Implementing this sickish shit,
- Into their brains, fuck your life story,
- No one cares when you complain
- That you been through the pain,
- My lyrics are so juicy and fat,
- They can't even fit through the game,
- I'm slipping away from goodie two shoes,
- Going to #get #by #with #my #wicked #ways,
- I know I am a #bad #guy, by I will remain
- In the game so you bitches better run or get slain.
- Who woulda thought the new kid would rip shit,
- Flip it and rip it and dip it and stick the track into either dopeness or sick shit
- Either you respect me as an artist or you will get Ethered, wicked
- Rhymes reside in my l-y-rics, I'll take a car and steer it into your feelings,
- My disses get in your skin as if it's a piercing,
- A piercing, I'm ballin' like Paul Pierce bitch!