Battles RoarShak vs Jaysus
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Before we go, there's just one thing
- I need to establish with the right timing.
- I never even knew how to rhyme
- 'Till I took a little break, took a little time
- To sit in my seat, down in my chair
- And take the time to become self aware
- About all the words that everybody's heard
- and even some of the words that have become rare.
- I started to think, started to punch.
- and crunch those words and then put them in my lunch.
- I ate them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
- Never would stop 'till I became that winner
- That never had the chance but never chose to give up
- And become that man that would always live up
- To the expectations of other people
- And never have to see the face of failure.
- The goal is to obliterate all my enemies.
- Blown to Hell itself, make them never leave.
- Never to know my fate. Never to believe.
- Like you're Charlie Brown, shouting out "Good Grief."
- Banish you from the clan, like the Indian Chief.
- Crush your bones to powder, like fallen leaves.
- So let me make this short, let me make this brief.
- Shot down to Satan's lair like a gun to a thief.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- lets start with the basics
- but if you want me on my own level
- then basics go out the door, enter the matrix
- i am no trick, no gimmick, no limit
- innit for the fucking 'win it', cold killer
- leave dead bodies on my trail
- for the wolves at my tail,
- if you fear the fall, you go be appalled
- kinda shit we do at the mall with a mic make you crawl for the alcol
- me inside my own zone, over radiated, uranium officiated
- time line alleviated, im at the top with a 20000ft drop, to the next huh
- every new bar that i create has generations uncreated, cold killer
- i aint trying to relate, my life aint that 'holy shit' type
- i type on rappad cause i really love to write
- stack rhymes, deep bars, too bad im only white
- but its all right, on a warm summer night
- i be ripe for the tide, so far ahead of my time they call me prototype
- i aint trying to snipe, hutch i feel all your rhymes
- i got respect for your time, but i aint standing in the line
- I go hard cause i dont know any other way,
- when you rise up of the streets, chances seem so scarce
- my demons snort on gun powder as they grow louder
- but i 'step up' on the stage, the crowd is ready for the mage, cold killer
- i dont want the fame, but the flames of my life dont prolly feel the same
- so if you come too close get ready for the burns, this is top game,
- Cold killer.