Battles GKTRILL vs PCK_Junior
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- You don’t wanna fuck with me, the shit get critical
- Fuck around and lose your physical, return to the spiritual
- Murder without a ritual while I’m mixing up chemicals
- These niggas ain’t lyrical, just riding on Eminem’s genitals
- Cannon fodder gettin’ sent out to die by real generals
- His impact is minimal, my talent damn near criminal
- Blessed with ancient knowledge that’ll collapse both of your temples
- Under attack I adapt, reload the clip with the pencil
- I’ll have your ass shook like you interviewing a vampire
- They tell war stories ’bout my kills at night by campfires
- Hopped in my man’s cypher, torched the booth without a lighter
- I could make the raps smarter but your mind couldn’t decipher
- Instead of them weak streamers they should start a rapper’s university
- If you don’t get accepted, I’ll pay your tuition personally
- God King Trill in the field, Florida fields to the heavens
- Spit revelations that’ll resurrect the dead in seconds
- I Kill randoms at random like Brandon Lee from the canopy
- I got a sniper rifle aiming down, locked on your whole family
- I don’t know you from Adam, so I’m lyrically spraying the crowd
- You get hit now your body full of bullet holes, screaming out loud
- You don’t wanna fuck with me, I’m the big dog, you fucking flea
- Get off my nuts quick before I grab the gat and make a busta flee
- When you bust a rhyme it come out busted, dusty and weak as hell
- I’m going for the kill this time, snuck in the rusted nine as well
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Yo, you a joke, man, I’m laughin' at your weak, Extra pussy ass
- Talkin' big but your rhymes be makin' my ears Bleed
- Fake chains, fake kicks, man, I swear you all cap,
- Steady flexin' with a wardrobe that’s straight outta the trash.
- Your dad’s embarrassed, he can’t even look at ya,
- Momma don’t love you, she wishin' she could birth ya ass
- I built this from the mud, you just takin' up space, You gotta go, and im not afraid to blast
- Claim you got the hustle, but you still in last place, Pity party ass, Where yo bitch at now?
- Bro, I'm rich as fuck, while you workin' the nine to five,
- Countin' pennies while I’m stackin' racks, I Kill yo ass, you have nobody who misses you?
- Your money’s counterfeit, you lyin' through your teeth,
- Can’t afford to eat, but you claimin' you a beast?
- Bad hairline, lookin' like you lost a fight with a Dog, Yo clothes All torn up
- Corny in your threads, man, your fits just Shit, you dress like a crackhead.
- Talkin' tough, but we know you ain’t never in the streets, You hang with them whites and shi
- I’m the shooter, I’m the fighter, man, you just deceit.
- I got all the sexy bitches, they flockin' to this dick
- While you sittin' home alone, man, ain't nobody care.
- Your rhymes are garbage, spellin’ worse than a lil’ kid,
- Talkin’ like a thug, but you ain’t even a big bid, dont say bet, you cant bet shit
- How you claimin’ you the best but can’t even drop bars?
- You a side note, I’m the one that’s raisin' the charts.
- Grimy nigga dissin’, you just prayin' for some fame,
- I’m a real G, man, you just playin’ a lame game.
- I’ll pull up on your block, put your whole crew in check,
- While you talkin’ ‘bout your stacks, I be cashin’ out checks.
- You a lie, you a fraud, and your rhymes make me yawn,
- Grimy nigga comin’ through, your whole game’s gone.
- Step back, little dude, you don’t wanna catch this heat,
- This diss track's a lesson, and you can’t handle defeat.
- Cant afford it either... bitch