Battles ivythegreenest vs JuicyJobaJaba
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Max of 36 lines
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JuicyJobaJaba won this battle!
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Battle on May 29 2025 and Battle on June 6 2025
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- This is Oprah's memorial
- The emporium of baby pads
- When the mother performs her morals
- Trying to fight fair during a bear fight
- (She dead?)
- (He dead?)
- This savior complex complex to me
- Stomp on graves while yelling "rest in peace"
- I feed bitches like Pedigree
- Bite the hand, and it blesses me
- Ahead of me in a jet ski while I fly ahead
- But who's hedonist in a fighting cage?
- Conscious fight? I leave you unconscious
- No need for conscience, I be finding you new paradigms
- I don't need a ghostwriter when I'm the ghost that writes
- Haunt y'all bitches, made y'all start hollering thy moral rhymes
- Save a baby, my name is Annabelle
- Ring a bell? I been taking souls, bring them to Hell
- 'Cause I got a hell of an appetite
- Give me therapy? I decline
- Become my server or start preaching sermons
- Start channeling your fervor
- If you ever take this further, I'll show up with a scythe
- Hit me hard, and I treat you right
DEFENDER'S RAP
- You wanna catch a fade? Taste these barber blades
- Only seen a “clip” of what I can do, but this time ima straight decapitate, trim your hedge like Arbor Day
- You’re drinkin’ Chardonnay as you type away, bars incoherent as a college essay
- That a med student wrote after being away on spring break, how many days were you intoxicated?
- It’s not complicated, but it’s clear you ain’t the one sent to destroy, I’m indoctrinated
- Formally stated like I’m presidential debating, and I do it all while keeping it G-rated
- Me hatin’ would crazier than a deck of cards, I got like 8 hearts
- But my brain’s smart, it knows I need to take a “shot” at you now, this verse is needle art
- Mozart woulda commended my ability to keep composed
- Feelings disclosed, you and I are not alike, put us side by side and there’s no chance we’ll be juxtaposed
- D-Wade mixed with D-Rose the way I block you from scorrin’ any votes
- They say rappin’s a lucky charm, it gets you honey bunches of oats
- But I can cope with the fact I’m still single, I’d rather be on my own than intermingle
- Like rich rappers do when they want a new girl, they get one as soon as the bell jingles
- I’ve stood on my own for 23 years
- And been independent since I took my first steps
- I been kickin’ homies to the curb, building my quadriceps
- And you’ll be no different if you don’t show me a little respect