Battles wasp vs YellowTape
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- ayo, they told me "speak your truth," but silence is a snake
- Coiled in the grass while the liars celebrate
- I dont trust mute lips, nah, they plotting in the shade
- a closed mouth dont mean peace, it mean they loading up the blade
- I seen the devil wink in broad day, no disguise
- Crosses turn to knives when the preachers monetize
- they pray for your downfall, then whisper, "God is wise,"
- judas got a LinkedIn, he networking the lies
- never trust the quiet, nah, the quiet pack a scope
- smiling in your face but they memorizing notes
- they'll quote your dreams just to suffocate your hope
- then sell your eulogy as "mercy for the ghost."
- never trust silence, its a wolf in wool
- they kill you with a nod, then they mourn you at the pulpit
- never trust silence, its a loaded gun
- The loudest in the room? Thats the one that aint come
- they love you when you broken, hate you when you fixed
- your wounds become their gospel, they addicted to the script
- I seen a king get buried in the dirt of his own gifts
- the same hands that crowned him? Yeah, they blistered from the bricks
- they'll frame your pain as "growth," but it’s really just a trap
- a dollar for your tears, then they resell you the map
- loyaltys a ghost town, trust is just a lapse
- and every friendly handshake? Thats just fingers on the strap
- the truth dont need a microphone, it echo when its hushed
- but liars need a choir just to cover up the rust
- so if my voice go missing? Thats the day you should panic
- cause silence aint just silence, its the grave before the manic
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Well it’s a cold world young girl
- Watching things finally unfurl?
- And now you speak your mind like your worth something?
- Come on maddame, I wouldn’t take you for a million things
- You weak and I see it through your heart and eyes
- So time to brutalize this young and unjustified
- Bona fide scrub, taking slices from the devils pie
- Your soul is empty cuz you think folks left you
- Maybe your the problem, your souls out to get you
- And deep down you don’t like you
- But your pride is spiteful but to you it’s delightful
- Ah, I can’t seem to look at your raps
- Then look at mine and think your on the same track
- You belong in the Amrak and sent all the way to Iraq
- Or some place away from me cuz you ruining my land
- Removing your slimed hands that’s my damn plan
- But your moving like a child and maybe I ain’t worth your while
- Or maybe I am and your deep grounded in denial
- So listen up young buck before I go wild
- This game of battling will have have you riled
- I get you lint out the corrupted religion
- But you’ve done absolutely shit to fix it
- You betraying your own self for the truth, Judas
- At least he got 30 pieces when you do it cuz you choose it
- Me and you are way different and through it
- But you don’t seem to have any strong conclusions
- Claiming silence is an enemy but it’s an illusion
- Silence is medication for the counterintuitive
- Yeah, using words as violence and not recording is basically silence
- So are you against the thing you claim as violence
- Or are sticking with the opposite and laying with your tyrant?
- Your hidden in your mind and want an explanation
- Something premeditated, your easily irritated
- You be a headline for a suspect faces
- And point to corruption in the world as your bases
- Buts it’s you that’s the problem, not these other faces
- Take some responsibility and humble yourself
- You gonna ruin your wealth thinking about this hell
- But your on the road there the more you convince yourself
- That religion is corrupted but not looking for its true self