Battles  LNS vs Tew-SLy

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i want to face someone good like Dreddful, Menace, or tew- sly or even coin drop as long youve got fire im down but no one new to the game

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Tew-SLy won this battle!

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Battle on November 20 2025

CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • I came from the bottom, built scars into medals,
  • Now they act like gods but can't stand on my level.
  • Talk like they kings, but the throne ain't theirs,
  • I see fear in they eyes, I smell smoke in the air.
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  • Yeah, I wear this chain, and yeah, this chain is fake,
  • Just like your face, your grind, your fate.
  • I wear it to remind me how weak y’all stay,
  • How the loudest in the room got nothin’ to say.
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  • They post about hustle but never see a late night,
  • Talk goals online, but can’t back it with a stage mic.
  • They want crowns but forgot how to bleed first,
  • I turn envy into energy and feed the verse.
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  • Welcome to hell, my pen’s still flamin’,
  • Your pride’s all rented, your soul’s still vacant.
  • You talk about power, I talk about pain,
  • We are not the same, don’t mention my name.
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  • Y’all copy flows like you shop for respect,
  • But fake never ages well; it just collects debt.
  • I’m the mirror that reflects everything you neglect,
  • Confidence ain’t costume, it’s earned through the wreck.
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  • I seen phonies flex gold, still livin’ off loans,
  • Talk heavy on beats but stay brittle in tone.
  • You tryna be better? Then better stand up first,
  • Before I bury your verse in this lyrical hearse.
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  • I been through hell flames, now I torch with a plan,
  • Fake chain on my neck, but the realness in my hands.
  • You talk about kings? Boy, I’m the burial bell
  • Now kneel in the ashes, this is lyrical hell.

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • //Intro
  • Alright if you think your the shit
  • We don’t know what crack you’ve smoked
  • What up crispy this is my exploding point
  • //Verse 1
  • If I ain’t the rap devil I’m the 2:12
  • If you rap about your pencil I go two 12s for you
  • If you clap you cutout, let’s settle 122 paragraphs
  • Talk about a shutout, but mental on 17:2 with pair of graphs
  • If seven teens got raped out of her mind, you support her ass facked out?
  • Chalk up years cause you cap about battles, attack out of impulse
  • Since I talk about facade let’s talk about your ten pulses
  • With no calculated scheme to delta your pi force
  • //Crispy
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  • //Nate dog hook
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  • //verse 2 crispy
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  • //nate dog hook
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  • //Verse 3 Tewsly (over limit cause I need to express this shit)
  • I never had beef until your mouth flied open
  • You named selected my name like 60 open pens
  • Twenty members went 20 over 1, like I’m listenin’ to Saint Nick
  • You warn me, now you want me to times three on my paint brush?
  • Dude 1/2 of your followers are paid part time as assets to hush out
  • 30 different fuckers say I’m family oriented, two timesheets flush out
  • And now your exposed, three words, CSL, now K.O slut you out,
  • Now your ex-posed the same words, cock, suck, lust, knit out nuts
  • Replay, repay, repeat, you respect goats? Skins ain’t trustworthy
  • Regardless, are hip-hop fans real? Remember when you wore
  • The gangster card, gun carried as the real deal, members scared for
  • Four sluggers darkin’ like the son of the devil, mean-while you cared for
  • Kim, but she slits her wrist, nick is the next elevated Stan,
  • Actin’ like the pen is pendin’ penguin mind, but elevation spans
  • My windex, gets dexed cause he pen against my level, levitation
  • Tans over your pecks, please press play on the player cassette deck
  • Raise n’ play in debt cause I’m raised blessed for my sneezes (achoo)
  • School of hip-hop fallin’ behind, COVID years so 19 tho are behind shootin’
  • Up schools like I’m Yb gettin’ treated like Ye, with my cousin fucked bootin’
  • In the D so diddy goes dumb like real, Kelly, could you sind me a fucker radio
  • Mention, I slid you around on lub, are you a cunt, amend to complete beitch ahh hoes
  • Cause I love men to men contact around a round assortment under my stockin’ that goes
  • Up and down cause it turns me on and on and X factor turns me up and up
  • Cause I got numbers now cause a dude is famous for the wrong reasons so I look up
  • To him and I’ll be a terrible idiotic person who goes to jail in daily
  • With no shame on miracles to get my gin n’ tonic and black out on no bail
  • And scale my name against the greats and greet them beneath me
  • Cause apparently the real goat wasn’t top 5 on this site
  • With much love XOXO _____ (to genx the general)
  • //Nate dog hook
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  • //outro

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