Battles KRT vs SONOFJACK
RULES
4eal
Max of 30 lines
THIS BATTLE IS OVER
KRT won this battle!
3 ROUNDS
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Battle on May 29 2025 and Battle on May 29 2025
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- yeah, pull a pistol on em make em taste the lead
- niggas think they son of jack, guess god wasn't gracious enough to prevent this match
- yeah, pull a katana out my back pocket, he not ready for none of it
- yeah, pull a pistol on his eye socket, barrel blind em, put on an eye patch
- tryna see how many earns I can earn, tryna see how many burns make em burn
- tryna see how many learns I can learn, tryna see how many worms cause concern
- I'd never lose the style, if I fall off, it's to catch a body like heaven's gate
- built for the storm, let the weather rage, you a butter knife, I'm a leatherface
- I mean damn, cuz he think he cookin' up, the pot must be in his teeth
- he still ain't drop a plate, but the doc still gotta watch what he eat (damn)
- nigga tryna serve me a diss, I serve him a lisp, watch em get shot in his teeth
- cuz when I see food, I make sure to bring somethin' hot to the broil and the beef
- you get tagged with the blick, and you get branded in red
- bar after bar like he asked for a bundle, leave 'em dancin' around shots like the cuban shuffle
- comin' for ya name, what tool you reppin', cuz the only jack's son that held a metal was in tekken
- he ain't never up on the boards, can't rebound from the rubble, got two 10s on me, double double
- comin' for it all, fuck ya brethen, only time we see son of jack with a smith is a will confession
- transluscent transgression, criminal in another dimension, bending light with no reflection
- this run I'm on, can't nobody duplicate that shit, I'm one of one, that's ax, bitch
- chop em down mathematically, subtract branches from his family tree
- I know the math ain't mathin', cuz can't nobody equate this shit, like I'm pure water
- son of jack, change my name to hijack, I'm so above these niggas, I'm the pure father
- who the fuck got it like me, "are you not entertained?" like RC
- what the fuck is the rhyme scheme, don't ask me
- birthed from the land of the greats, aka the grassland of shreve
- yeah, the last laugh is from me, you niggas sad sacks like erectyle dysfunction
- yeah, and if you ain't comin' with heat, no mad max, then get the fuck out the function
- yeah, I'm bringin' heat to these niggas like pure combustion, bombin' the game, it's somethin'
- yeah, and it's nothin', shit's as easy as like, s11
- 4eal
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I don't know why I'm being challenged
- so grab your cameras
- show yall a bloodbath, a death of a career
- i can only kill one if you have one
- but thats neither here nor there
- no don't stare over there, look me in the eyes
- as i prepare to end your life, a bloody demise, look at my smile, it reaches my eyes
- im loving this moment, as i dissect you groupmates wide open
- they not coping, your groupies are not hoping in you
- stoking the flames and they forget your name while you stay choking on stage
- pookie you lame, and they know it, take whatever's left of your dignity and throw it
- away because otherwise ill take it away llike its chosen, leave you like your hair, moping
- popping out like im lockin, dancing like im mopping, damn you look scared and sweating, sopping
- whatever track this is its not it, like the two cs in your group rotting, in old age
- smoldering in their own smoke, no bars, just wood like their sales, and alone like thier mailboxes
- standing
- on
- their
- own
- how can two growns be so small in this world
- go figure, cos even youre bigger, even they're bigger, even your fake guns bigger
- even your cigs big even your di-