Battles  NarcoBG vs Maverick

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • worried they'll inherit the beef instead of inheritance
  • none ever guaranteed,
  • accept the irrelevance
  • fuck sentiment, I got that ambition, I came with precision,
  • I come for the heart I'm never gone miss it
  • know too many friends, act like Macbeth, then they go missing
  • war of attrition, war of attrition
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  • my attributes, are no mans land, no mans hands, could knock me into a corner
  • into a coma, call them, tell em to pick up the phone, its time to know, exactly whose show
  • you decided to crash, get ready to feel that heat, worse than inside of a sauna,
  • or even a sawnoff, got that ruler on me,
  • pull up on me, im too lazy, come shoot up on me
  • prove your worth, just give me the word, pull up in herds, you sheep is absurd
  • im seein your blurbs, don't the need the full story, I know who you were
  • old man player in young mans game, known as a slayer, got birded, got caged
  • I feel your incense, i feel your rage,
  • i felt the same when you didn't call on the birthdays
  • when you did my moms in the worst way, been this way since first grade
  • Made mum afraid, to call me her son, that hurt,
  • it was too late
  • To come back, save, the whole relationship,
  • Mom didn't want her heart to be the one you playing with
  • Bitch take that as statement, as fact, so break yourself
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  • worried they'll inherit the beef instead of inheritance
  • none ever guaranteed except irrelevance
  • fuck sentiment, I got that ambition, I came with precision,
  • I come for the heart I'm never gone miss it
  • know too many friends, act like Macbeth, then they go missing
  • war of attrition, war of attrition
  • (War of attrition, War of attrition)
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  • You trashy, bitch, you nasty, bitch, lastly, don't ever at me bitch
  • I don't wanna know the half you bitch,
  • The core of the problem, bad apple bitch
  • Made me want the baddest bitch, made me settle for less, settle for whatever i got
  • Don't matter whether i was ready or not, the saddest shit you done brought
  • in my life, i attacked off the smallest of slights, all of this time, wanted the earth,
  • i thought it was mine, walked like i owned this shit, was fucking the earth, made it my bitch
  • im boning this shit,
  • gravity comes, gravity don't, gravity smashes you back to reality,
  • make sure you know where you from
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  • worried they'll inherit the beef instead of inheritance
  • none ever guaranteed except irrelevance
  • fuck sentiment, I got that ambition, I came with precision,
  • I come for the heart I'm never gone miss it
  • know too many friends, act like Macbeth, then they go missing
  • war of attrition, war of attrition

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • Tall ears, gall heard and a villain afar, my comeuppance—
  • Cut upwards of the utmost 'til the village on fire, like I summoned
  • Some pyro, Promethean encyclopedias, philosophical somethings
  • Dispelled on postcards, puffin' on a pungent promise to punish
  • Pushed pens, mine's so pressin' ya couldn't pull it apart or pluck it
  • Siblings at war, I'm pummelin' his smarts with scholarly pundits
  • Pressured, patiently chill, still always sharp to the punches
  • Pokes for problems with me's not about how well I meld tales,
  • In perspective you've felt swellin' the heart as it punctures,
  • Per point-backs, pain instilled left a mark as the.. blood gets,
  • Poured forth, floorboards more bored than your, next-door whore; pump puss? Pfft, ya pen-is "penultimate" in hardly humpin',
  • You take a "second to last," from pull outs to hidin' stomach
  • What I'm impellin' is sire toughness, feelin' Charles the Beloved
  • Melt you into Sylvia's Bell Jar, dialin' Balthasar's number
  • But why be King when I can be a God? —
  • So dissing me is just something you regale higher-ups with;
  • Hear my steal horse mufflin', OG Doncic, long as
  • My young dong it's, not what the billionaires wanted
  • Appealing so hard, in the paint got quarts and Valspar crumblin'
  • My ilk's regard for thumbin' hellfire puts grill-charred gummin',
  • on get-well cards, after harm dealt in real hard bludgeons
  • Parallels scarce, even-keeled peers? I'm telled apart from 'em
  • My villain arch's heel-tarn's comin', pivotal when I'm Dilly Bar chuckin',
  • 'Cause I get the DQ, no milk cart dumpin', so get the de-queue —
  • if compelled for war? It's 'X to Doubt' on those L.A. Noir buttons.
  • I'm a folk-tale heard in rumblings, and you still aren't someone
  • In helter-skelter fear, mumblin' when you tell sharp nothings on my name,
  • With an undercuttin' blade, afraid when my skills are summoned —
  • Got you shuttin' off the game, like "WHERE THE HELL DID THAT HEALTH BAR COME FROM?!"

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