Battles  Obscure vs LOUIE2G

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • Stress keeps buildin up deep inside of me
  • Emotions bursting all up outside of me
  • Potions to keep me stable make me irresponsible
  • Holding this anger in is not an option it's uncontrollable
  • Get me heated and i'll add another to my death toll
  • No I show no remorse, no guilt of course, I got no soul
  • They get scared when they see the signs, deep in my mental
  • The signs they see when I start to lose control
  • It keeps looping round and round like a stripper pole
  • Where do I stand in life what is my damn role?
  • Hell yeah I've been naughty, Santa, where's my damn coal?
  • Once I get it I'm gonna shove right back up yo asshole
  • Stole a car when I was 15, you wouldn't believe, so obscene
  • Get on my nerves I'll make you a crime scene
  • I'm the greatest you may ever see
  • This shit just comes so easily, laxative
  • Hold you captive, I ain't sensitive, kill you aint no accident
  • Dancing on yo grave site fakes get no respect
  • Eat the barrel of the chrome I put to yo dome the bullet you digest
  • Throw it up, Ima go and get it, I intercept
  • I ride through yo city it's an infestation
  • Murk ya no reconciliation
  • violate, my probation, spreadin bullets, all over the nation
  • Shining so bright, here's Johnny, AKA I'm satan
  • You hatin then outside yo crib I be waitin
  • Poke yo brain out I'm gonna get to sprayin
  • Hope I don't find you, I'm god, it's to me you prayin

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • Off Beat:
  • Lot of people talking shit, But I ain't hear nothin' tho'.
  • Wings on my shoes flying sky high never touch the flo'.
  • Elevated like a medicated bitch I made it 'cause of my flow.
  • Now they hating me because they stay at home.
  •  
  • Verse 1:
  • Practice makes perfect, Jealousy is worthless.
  • How could you sit there and not care about your purpose,
  • While you only scratch the surface and only care about that purchase.
  • I'm outchea, Tryna provide some kinda service, Never begin wordless,
  • I'm wired up like circuits, intentions to leave you looking nervous.
  • Not really a poser, But I'm a composer, in a rangerover,
  • get ready for the take over. Ill Minded, brain donor.
  •  
  • Verse 2:
  • Jealousy from enemies I tell 'em they need therapy,
  • Because they better see, Stop tryna get a better me,
  • If not you can breathe amphetamines, Yeah I said it, see?
  • Your rhyme and flow done terribly, We were all put here temporarily,
  • I ain't tryna be a celebrity, But world known for my melodies,
  • but mostly my bars primarily, bitch please I thought your songs
  • were a bunch of parodies.
  •  
  • (I ain't got much to say, I guess I'll put a 3rd verse. But for now,
  • just enjoy the beat, if you like it use it. I never made it but it's cool,
  • Try freestyling to it or something I don't know, you choose).

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