Battles  YellowTape vs Bluhco

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • There’s no eternity in life
  • But there’s death in eternity
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  • Lollygaggers to PolyMatters I still splatter
  • Still hear the jolly chatters saying their the ill bodybaggers
  • I hate these new rappers always capping about some new matter
  • One day their Farrakhan the next day their a gangsta
  • Stop walking around like a don and like you made Wanksta
  • Keep frontin like a gang affiliate and I’ll shank ya
  • Before you own a verse just know that i'll thank ya
  • Thank ya for the win, the wins exported from my sins
  • Father forgive them and me, my shins are short and I’m dim
  • The light on me just reaches over the brims
  • Of these La La Land rappers who can’t even swim
  • Let alone keep the head above the water, they’ll drown before the sting
  • Bet all your loans that youll make bread with your hymns
  • I’m hitting gyms and legs I’m hittin em
  • Running the solar system without a sprint
  • That’s the level between your and my wisdom and your kinks
  • I keep a rapper froze like ice in hockey rinks
  • So yeah I’m the chosen almighty to come and knock all your drinks
  • And I’ll mop the floor with ya
  • Lock your door before the man of piety ruins your society
  • You got the battle of saying you wanna be like me
  • But won’t say it, it ain’t ego though, it’s just the things I see

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • They talk eternity like they living forever,
  • But I’m the cold front—storming through any weather.
  • Lollygag my name? Nah, you soft with the chatter,
  • I break PolyMatter minds—watch the neurons scatter.
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  • You quoting Farrakhan but rocking a fake bandana,
  • Switch personas like IG filters in Havana.
  • Acting like a killer but you soft with the grammar,
  • You write in “bars,” I write in battle-stanzas with hammer.
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  • You thank me? Cool—here’s a plate full of silence,
  • My wins come clean, yours stained with the violence.
  • Sins got weight? Then you fragile at the shins,
  • While I bench whole planets with galactic grins.
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  • La La Land? You just background noise,
  • I’m the director—cutting scenes with poise.
  • Talk swim? You sink in a kiddie pool splash,
  • I surf tsunamis with scriptures and stash.
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  • Ice on the rink? I’m the fire in the flood,
  • Holy with the pen but I still draw blood.
  • Lock doors? I pick 'em with verses so tight,
  • You spit shade—I black out your light.
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  • You *wanna be like me*? That’s facts, not a guess,
  • Your ego’s so loud ‘cause your skill says less.
  • You see what you see but I be what you fear,
  • So next time you diss, do it facing the mirror.

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