Battles wasp vs BawsHawg
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- gold face tarnished from all the fake smiles it witnessed
- second hand trembling counting minutes til peace gets delivered
- crown got dirt in it from all the graves dug round me
- leather strap cracking like the last nerves holding sanity
- bezel scratched up blocking numbers like blocked call lists
- date window stuck on when the snakes last got kissed
- chronograph hand spinning circles like prayers in the wind
- luminova glow fading like trust in old friends
- water resistant but tears still seep through the casing
- automatic movement but nothing moves these fake niggas
- sapphire crystal clouded by the breath of liars
- rose gold plating wearing thin at the touch of vipers
- minute markers look like tombstones in this light
- subdial stuck on how many times the lord said "not tonight"
- deployment clasp wont click shut over swollen wrists
- perpetual calendar stuck on the day the love went missing
- power reserve empty like the favors from fake saints
- tourbillon spinning like the cycle of fake friends
- moonphase stuck on how dark the night getting
- GMT hand pointing where the snakes all slithering
- fake niggas hands stuck at 12 like they scared to move time
- my seconds sweep clean while they minute hand stay glued to crimes
- they bezel fake diamonds, plastic shine from wish dot com
- my face stay clean while they crystal fogged up from the lies they spawn
- they crown all bent up from bowing to the wrong gods
- my gears turn smooth, oiled with the blood of frauds
- they band peeling fake leather, smell like broke and regret
- my steel links forged from the guns that these snakes aint checked
- they chronograph stuck when the beef came calling
- my alarm set for when the lord say its time for the fallen
- they date wheel stuck on the day they got exposed
- my perpetual calendar mark when the fake niggas get closed
- they lume weak as fuck, cant glow in my presence
- my tourbillon spin circles round they pathetic essence
- they caseback cracked, showing cheap quartz movement
- my skeleton dial show the bones of the niggas who blew it
- they warranty void, no returns on trash
- my papers solid, vatican blessed the cash
- they auction reserve got set at tree fiddy
- my appraisal come straight from the heavens, god said its pretty
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Yo, Wasp, you a pest, get flicked off my turf
- Baws Hawg’s got bars that’ll grind you to dirt.
- Your rhymes so flimsy, they snap like a twig,
- My flow’s a stampede, you’re a bug on my rig.
- Wasp? More like a moth, drawn to my flame
- Your verses so dull, they’re erased from the game.
- I’m chewin’ up beats, you’re a crumb in my teeth,
- Your stinger’s a dud, no threats underneath.
- You flexin’ them wings, but you’re stuck in the mud
- Your style’s from a thrift shop, all faded and scud.
- I’m sculptin’ these bars, you’re just scratchin’ the paint
- Your whole rap career’s a mistake, no saint.
- Your squad’s all hype, but they scatter like ants
- I’m stompin’ your nest, no chance for a chant
- You spit like you’re drowsy, your flow’s half-dead
- My lines hit like shrapnel, they’re lodged in your head.
- Wasp, you’re a nuisance, your buzz is a bore
- My rhymes are a flood, sweep you straight out the door.
- This battle’s a rout, you’re a ghost, no spark,
- Baws Hawg’s the storm, left you drowned in the dark!