Battles SAMSTER vs EnemeE
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I enter the room and you're like, "Oh No!"
- punchlines ahead, ya already killed by intro
- See my life in slo - mo (skrrt)
- You would know I'm pro bro (yeah)
- Who cares about the flow though (no one)
- When your bars are so hot (so so)
- Rap isn't for you, go listen Santa's, "Ho Ho"
- Audience goin' gaga, MC's are like, "Whoa Whoa!"
- They are smellin' threat, yeah
- More danger ahead, I'm in newspaper
- For bad reasons like Las Vegas
- Ya need practice boi, hard shit
- Can't get outta slim anus
- Gucci tag on bandanna, hashtags in ma status
- Hell's Gate of Undertaker for people who sheamus
- My rhymes are clearer than your eye lens
- take a look at my rap gallery
- My bars are so rich
- I don't care about the salary
- This battle's a typical analysis
- of lyrical apocalypse, I've won it
- I'm the lone survivor, it was all about mentality
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Yo, Samster, or should I say wannabe master,
- But every rhyme you spit’s a total disaster,
- Tryna flex hard, but you ain’t got the flow,
- You’re stuck in the past while I steal the show,
- Samster, Samster, man you just a joke,
- Your bars so weak they collapse when you spoke,
- I’m the fire, the storm, my lyrics are just faster,
- You just the punchline — the Samster Disaster,
- Claim you’re the king, but you lost your crown,
- Every beat you touch just gets watered down.
- I’m the headline act, your the filler scene,
- I’m sharp with the mic, your the dull opening routine.
- Samster, face it, you ain’t in my league,
- Your rhymes outdated like fatigue.
- I’m the future, the wave, the rhyme’s true caster,
- You just the echo — the Samster Disaster.
- So pack it up, man, quit the charade,
- Your whole rap game’s a cheap downgrade.
- I’m the mic’s ruler, the rhyme broadcaster,
- You’re forever remembered as the Samster Disaster.