Battles  crzyxs vs Solarynth

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • put your hands up if you just dont care
  • put your hands up if you wanna see niggas shot everywhere
  • hands up if you hate everyone
  • fuck these thots shoot 'em everywhere
  • why cant you keep your hands up the cops are everywhere
  • wish i could be like them, i keep my ands up and my knees on the floor
  • wish my snapchat impressed all these whores cant stop these dark thoughts
  • thots barking, hands up!
  • 10k dollar pants get your mind straight
  • put a nigga in a ditch, shooting is a little itch that i scratch
  • cruising, fuck yall bitches
  • put your hands up if you just dont care
  • put your hands up if you wanna see niggas shot everywhere
  • hands up if you hate everyone
  • fuck these thots shoot 'em everywhere

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • put your hands up if you just don't care, fake flex in the air
  • put your hands up if you chase clout like you born to wear despair
  • hands up if you hype that pain, boy, your act thin as paper
  • all that noise, all that posing, ain't no soul in the caper
  • hands up if you talk like soldiers, but you fold at the first glance
  • 10k on your pants, still you can't buy one real stance
  • snapchat prophets, cocktail lies, you sell a ghost for likes
  • dark thoughts on loop, bitch, your engine ain't got drive
  • thots barkin' loud? i'm the silence that breaks the crowd
  • you flash your fits, i flash receipts watch the facade come down
  • wish i could be like them? nah, I cut the mask off clean
  • cruisin' past your set, all your threats just background noise
  • I make moves in ink, you just actors with plastic toys
  • put your hands up if you really think you run the streets
  • I'll run circles round your verse, put your chorus on repeat
  • you preach despair like sermon, but your sermons got no weight
  • I preach truth in stereo, you stale, this is my state
  • so raise your hands up if you love the empty glare
  • I'll keep mine free to write the lines that make the truth declare

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