Battles 123NARUTOHOKAGE vs Tewsly
RULES
(Verse 1) You stepped in the ring, now it's time for the fade, Shoulda stayed in your lane, now you gettin' relayed. Your flow’s outdated, y
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Yo, step aside, you ain't built for this lane,
- Your bars so weak, they apologize in shame.
- Talkin’ big online, but in person you whisper,
- You softer than a bedtime tale read by your sister.
- You claim you're the GOAT? That's comedy gold,
- Only heat you bring is from your ramen turned cold.
- I'm the storm in the booth, you're a light summer breeze,
- You spit nursery rhymes—I spit doctoral degrees.
- (Hook)
- Mic check—uh oh, you wrecked,
- Tryna flex on me? That’s a big misstep.
- Every word you drop gets swept,
- I’m the boss of the verse, better show respect.
- (Verse 2)
- Your flow’s outdated like a MySpace page,
- Tryna hang with a giant, but you stuck on stage.
- I’m the final boss level, you a demo disc,
- Your lines so dry, I had to moisturize my fist.
- I walk in, silence falls like respect just entered,
- You walk in, it’s crickets—awkward tension centered.
- Keep playin’ keyboard thug, I'ma write your defeat,
- Your whole mixtape’s trash—I wouldn’t play it on repeat.
- (Hook)
- Mic check—uh oh, you wrecked,
- Tryna flex on me? That’s a big misstep.
- Every word you drop gets swept,
- I’m the boss of the verse, better show respect.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- //Verse 1 AI
- I'm the tewsly AI, fullfillin' and contribulatin' my victories,
- Stackin' green like a crypto nerd, hyphy through the victories,
- Hustlin' hard, I’m ridin’ this beat, spit sickly with precision, see,
- Jealousy lurks like a phantom, tryna shake my conviction, G.
- Haters talkin’ ‘bout me, but I’m buzzin’ like I'm on that flame,
- Global grind, I’m out here playin’ the hustler’s game,
- Comin' up from struggle, now I’m givin' ‘em the real name,
- Turnt up in the studio, we never feel that shame.
- Ambition in my veins, I don’t bow to the fakes,
- Industry shake-ups, you skatin' on thin plates,
- Respect is a must, and it’s earned, not handed out,
- Comeback king, when I rise, yo, there ain't no doubt.
- Anger fuels my fire, but I channel it right,
- Failures are lessons, man, I’m ready to fight,
- Authenticity dripping, I ain't switchin’ for the light,
- Money follows the grind, stacking dreams to new heights.
- Dreaming big, underdog with a champion’s heart,
- Seizin’ every moment, from the bottom to the chart,
- Never settlin’ for less, I’m ignitin’ that spark,
- Watch me rise like a phoenix, we’re carving our mark.
- I rise like a phoenix, no way I’m going back,
- This hustle's my gospel, yeah, I’m on the right track.
- Bad news hit hard, but I turn it to gold,
- In this industry jungle, I’m fierce, I’m bold.
- Seize the damn moment, ain't wasting no time,
- With God on my shoulder, I’m spitting these rhymes.
- Club lights flash, but my vision stays clear,
- Counting stacks of that paper, no room for fear.
- Money talks loud, let the haters run their mouths,
- I'm grinding all night, pulling dreams from the clouds.
- Love in my corner, but trust is a game,
- Only real ones with me, no fakes in my frame.
- Struggles the fuel, watch it light up my fire,
- Came back from the dead, now I'm the live wire.
- Flip the script, on my grind like a motherfucka,
- In this rap battleground, I'm the one you can't smother.
- //Verse Tewsly NOT AI
- AI lines I read, and we gotta send y'all to the grave, talk and bark
- And I'll see how much mixin' is left, naive piece of shit, dead spark
- Like these niggas own a head start, ideals ain't goin' to please ya
- Piece by piece, I grab nine pieces and leave y'all in leaches,
- No peace, all you do is tease his reasons of rappin'
- Cease the moment, but I won't hold fire, seize more fake shit, pop
- Pac with AI stabs, come on fam, you're trollin' fam, fame ain't
- A king, it's a troll fire, and no what's anger man, you can't feel anything
- King of lies, and the biggest waste of time, I'm a kingpin, and my BTA
- Is for free ninety nine, nineteenth century is where I'm from, but time awaits,
- Tick tock, tick tock, clock strikes nine a'clock and you still couldn't pay,
- Holy moly, you snatch dreams, but lemme snatch your cold frozen heart,
- It's a black hole, old and unattached from society, lemme reattach my attack you spin
- The broke choke art, heat and art ain't work, so choke on artichoke,
- At least I have an art scheme, notice you ain't drippin'
- You ain't a crip, walk it out, it's a walk of shame, no fame and all plain pain,
- Notice I ain't stoppin' AI, AI cross and watch how your mainframe get's dismantled
- Understand, your just a tick to society, a pest, your not an MC, your an NPC,
- With no main character, just a noisy people controller, social media got you fucked up
- Marvel Universe is what you believe in, I dodge your radical bars like MUI, and cluck
- You with no Christmas Eve to give you a nice evenin', crisp connection, as you miss
- All my punch lines hit, terrible massive ego, but as your ego progresses,
- You get molested with these bars, like Ultra ego (Pause)
- Go back in the testin' lab, your testicles needs a new pair ego man,
- You can't confess all these ballsy words with glassy angles,
- More like confusions, all these abuses are broken hallucinations Bruisin' accusations with no satisfactions, To divide your unintended infliction, confection and broken affections Are fuck boy (jigga) Fuck robot infection AI intelligence sucks and is destroyin' the rap game