Battles ARYEH vs DSBOY1
RULES
no cursing, no going overboard or personal
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- //skip to 1:56 to start rapping
- Verse
- You overdo it in the cold, somebody open the door
- Your flow's backwards, thirty-six rack-a-bone
- You ain’t liftin’ nothin’, I put the city on my back and walked across the globe
- You could never walk on the moon with the wind at your feet
- When I creep on the beat, you just see the wheels on the bus
- But the wheels in your head stopped turnin'
- Somebody stop me, surely
- Surely, I put you in the gurney
- Don’t ever speak, just observe me
- You don’t want beef, you turkey
- You try to ride the beat with an M16
- And a big old bat? You a beast? Please
- My boys in the back like
- When the dark and the light gon’ collide, you crack
- Woo, better give me the mic
- Better step back, ‘cause you feelin’ the vibe
- Yo
- Your clapback cold? Man, it’s just chilled soda
- You said you better? Just quit, Fake thug Sosa
- You don't know how to survive in hip hop? I’ll show you better ways
- You takin’ ten K’s from the ledger? That’s your legal money?
- You try to keep it clean? I pull up with a mean verse
- Get it done first try? that just seems rehearsed
- This your premium content? I’m turnin’ mean green
- Your dream team? I show up and just make it work
- You say you’re the nicest and the meanest
- I’m a king, you a novice, I’ll eat you up like Reese’s
- Only rollin’ with the strongest crew?
- You’ve been on your own, runnin’ missions since infinity?
- Please, I’m the whole damn operation, no limit
- You spillin’ the syrup, grillin’ the burger?
- Tryna build a mural of Dirk?
- Your lyrical whirlwinds? but I still put the herb in
- You fake it ’til you’re slurrin’, still tryin’ to keep it urban
- Word is bond? we the realest and the rawest
- All those others? No deal, you could never call it
- Hailin’ from the L-O to the Ville?
- You always fail, Be chill, stop starvin’ for dollars, for real
- can’t play defense
- You ain't in the zone, Three points? You lazy and senseless
- If you could see how it’s payin’ your rent
- You wouldn’t lowkey sleep while playin’ the bench
- soon we takin’ the mask off
- You on the last call, as soon as the track starts
- I'm floatin’ on this track Like a magic carpet
- You insane you just parked it
- At the Slauson swap meet, no Wagyu tartare, no garlic
- No Floor seats, No Rockets and Hornets, You wish you saw it
- Strange wilderness, no Ernest
- You ain't on a roll, no turban
- So ghetto in your Polo cardigan?
- It ain’t hard to tell, two Jordans?
- In the Bay, Out in New Orleans?
- My son, let’s get on a charter, back when your flow was on starter
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Yeah thunder strike on the morning sky, as well as the kite can fly without holding down
- I was sleeping when I heard that sound, even the gold searching for is not really found
- And the voice was so really loud, can't talk if I am not with the real through crowd
- I will be the throne from my land without building house with real through sand
- Twelve men going to visit the space, when the court are not done with the case
- The music is my grace, run the race, without so many face, on my wedding anniversary I will sow my lace
- My siblings are in nursery, if you sin you can ask for mercy
- Because of a battle, I forgot that my food is already on the table
- And then being thinking God is able, he will make the suffering double
- That is when you are looking for trouble, I will never allow the devil control
- If you are coal, turn the world to a zoom, do not be allowed to enter my room, sweep that floor and bendown with the broom
- Nobody is a doom, can't drive down to her room
- Wonna let you know that their is a glue, if you look straight you will zoom
- Faraway from my room, recent times their was repeat