Battles  user222487436 vs Tew-SLy

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • I’m making you pay. Sippin’ Bombay when I bomb bays,
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  • Like Pearl Harbor, It’ll be a long day once I get these bombs laid
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  • Shots sprayed at ya hombres, you getting skinned like a cat
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  • It’s a hot day in hell so tell these pussies it’s a wrap
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  • Get zapped, left slipping into a coma, chest twitchin’
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  • Even the best left wishing for death with their pecs missing
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  • Next mission. flex with a tec got it pressed to my next victim
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  • Its a mess when I get flesh rippin’ nothin less than the best writtens
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  • I’m predictin’ “Fury”, got ammunition by the “tank” full
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  • My blast hurts ankles like Kurt Angle, I turn thankful,
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  • when I see ya neck broken and bent at a turned angle.
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  • Look in my eyes, a devil in disguise like a burned angel
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  • Bombs fly, fall from the sky, get ya shirt mangled
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  • Im tangled in your girls fishnets just to even the score
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  • Explode like a depth charge without even leaving the shore
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  • I pack my mouth with enough C4 to make my teeth sore, so
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  • Before you leave to see the sea floor better believe I’ll need more
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  • When I see gore, all I want to do is make you bleed more
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  • I’ll probably be sore, running this track until my knees tore
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  • Im Iron Man mixed with Hulk and I don’t even need Thor
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  • Im a masked villain committing a mass killin’
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  • I blast living flesh into trash. I’ll snap, spillin’,
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  • Blood trickles, drippin’ in the back of a cracked fillin’
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  • Evil dentist dressed in black with a mask drillin’
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  • weapons stashed, embedded in human ash, chillin’
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  • grab an axe, brains left smashed and drippin’
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  • Ya heart beating so fast it got the track skippin’
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  • You better stop trippin’. I’ll pop shots til your tops missin’
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  • This is God’s mission, ain’t nobody’s vision stopping me
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  • Muslim or Christian, you all better get off of me
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  • You probably catch a lobotomy if you don’t step to me properly
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  • Im an anomaly, legacy leaves lead cloggin’ your arteries
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  • Pardon me. Im droppin’ verses harder than a Spartan speech
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  • A war spirit is part of me so good luck trying to startle me
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  • I spit darts in your heart in Eden cheefin’ garden weed
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  • Y’all disregarding me. You really don’t wanna start with me
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  • I do this half heartedly, leavin’ particles leakin’ partially
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  • From your brain. I need to balance with the harmony
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  • But the evil part of me still wants to kill and commit larceny
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  • There’s a shark in me. I drop raps like Geronimo
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  • Parana flow. Rippin’ til your medulla oblongata shows
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  • Make em’ stop the show every time I drop a blow
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  • My bars are cold, Negative four when it drops below-

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • Tewsly reportin’ live and I’m movin’ like JID,
  • Just got back from movin’ y’all niggas so lemme see ID
  • Movie scenes just tryin’ hit my target like I’m automatic,
  • Fully loaded with automatics, semi autos you spray,
  • Truly teens try for moral actions, but it keeps you away,
  • Sway this newly goofy as he fails to keep balance, gospel happens
  • In disarray and we stand there and nail up the spray, but less awful than pens
  • Tryin’ to defend your discombobulated self, private pens and pensions tenses
  • Connect my friend to his missable spectacles, special lenses you go put in my combos
  • And these useable nectars try to be next in order, so specifically less mortified
  • It’s unbearable to unify the next generation to his unorganized horrified
  • Traumatized life, bitches try to trample on me, and in desperation they get trampled over
  • More like team up with this tramp, come on gramps he couldn’t get any separation from his cramps
  • Flex on the gram and say damn man, I’m the number one man, but without preserving my ramp
  • You got left smacked and trapped on this message text, I don’t give a fux, and you swerving to
  • End me ain’t blessedly cause this shit is bloody and costly to your melodies

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