Battles luketheundead vs Tew-SLy
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
This rap was deleted.DEFENDER'S RAP
- //Junior boy verse 1
- “Alright, yuh, guess who’s back again, this nigga bouta spit tracks again,
- heard you trying to pull some shit, ain’t gon be fun when you eating shit..
- Yeah, I’m back again, making these bitches quit cause they can’t handle it,
- I’m the goat, everyone knows, now get the fuck out, before I slap you like a fucking bitch,
- like dumb piece a shit, you trying to fuck over my boy?
- You get your nuts hung from a cross, as we cross the lay- up and dunk yo shit.
- Yeah we coming up, you trying to take bros girl, but I blind-side your ass,
- You ain’t shit, just a loathsome bitch, thinking he controls shit,
- like what’s a mortal to a deity, you will be the death of me, with yo boring, unoriginal ass.
- Better step down before we lay up with an alley oopsYuh.(Fucking faggot).
- (Nigga really thought he had a chance?! HA!)
- (Man, bro is a dumb piece of shit. We out this bitch)”
- //Verse 2 Tewsly
- I come in the beat and jump in this bitch with three switches
- Switch up like a witch, twitch and snitch like a god, clip an inch off
- I’ll glitch with error codes, lamp switches he needs, Olivia isn’t your bitch
- You tried to claim like a slave, snatch all the weaves, wasted money itch
- Client clicks, clock n’ cluck complicated views, please back up bitchless
- Content, lick the syllables, please step to complete your life sentence,
- As I wrote this sentence, your life is getting beat senseless,
- You beat your meat senseless, sentences are in secret, all saftey shit flew out
- The window, win though for makin’ me respond, but lose all respect from me,
- You expect me to believe you, when you tried to talk to my Ex, inspect allegations
- To be aligned, let’s I got new news knowledge about you stabbin’ friendships
- You sayin’ lies that lines can’t explain so let’s EX-plain about your plain bitch
- Is cheatin’ on you before you can even smash (damn) let’s talk about your sex trafficking
- Let’s talk about your sexually thoughts that explicitly contradict your sex pickin
- Let’s talk about how you wanted a woman but wanted to be a woman, woah man
- Who would’ve known that Chelsea wanted you, but she’ll beat you straight into a bloody pulp
- Meet me out front and youll meet a metal pipe onto your soulless body,
- Somebody box this Brodie, bro dies for a broski, but skies my slyest soul
- Illest bitch to touch the mic, don’t try my shit, bro hides his behind, slap till he cries finally
- Slide to the beat to torch his fly carpet shit, hit high tides cause he tries to buy, ugly
- Bitch imma say this nicely, I’m TEWSLY for you guy
- And you ain’t a fan, damn I guess you were going to hit the fan nigga
- If he was a friend, he will know bros code, but bro froze, so lemme burn
- This shit, if you wanna talk shit say it broke boy, don’t bro me, you’re a lot of work
- No homework is savin’ your father, your father raised a bitch, and yells at you to do right
- And no matter, I’ll fight you, go cry to your father cause right now
- I’m spankin’ you like a father, nigga is not grown up, still same old Calvin
- Call vin, sin calm vent, but if I vent I’ll send a shot like your cenitmeter
- Send a meter, measured and I’m assure your shit, your cents
- Are a good nascent, you simp, now whose this, who sent,
- Nudes he wants, don’t trip, your right, I’m an enemy don’t worry
- I’ll rip you till your rip, and I’ll hope you don’t rest in peaces
- I hope hell gives you lessons to lessin’ your life, leaches
- Tweed over double two bottles two barrel shotgun he stares into
- Send shells into he’s shallow, when he follows these lines he’ll
- Know he followed to hell, so don’t hell o me anymore cause I’ll
- Fill up this jello kilo tummy with a whole bunch of spaghetti os and whoops
- Hand me a bottle, here’s what I plan to do, I’m gonna to mentally damage you
- Until your brutally damage fool, boo is tired of your shenanigans, you name her kk
- But that’s a nickname you can never say, you probably work for the KKK,
- But instead of the klan, you klame to Kame into her so here’s your kane dumb fuck
- I’m back shooting two fuckin shots to his doctor, no doc saving you
- If you wanna sue see me out at gun point and I’ll give your funeral
- Funny ain’t but if u meet me irl I will illegal move you
- No matter you can’t get your ways off ya
- Cause I’m sending a mother fucking mafia to watch you die
- Mother fucker