Battles Mindset vs JSlick
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
This battle ended in a tie.
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Battle on February 9 2015
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- It's happening again downing more beer/To survive my wildest fear
- The clocks run out/Forcing you to hurt/ self doubt
- I didn't fall in love /I didn't break from all that pain
- I just stood up/Now I'm walking again
- Pain will change/So will your game
- Silly me lost in a fake flame /No more to regret
- Nothing to change /Nothing to play
- Nothing to say/Nothing is left from yesterday
- I didn't fall in love/I didn't break from pain
- I just stood up/Now I'm walking again
- I won't let the tears fall/Because I'm tried of cryin
- Taking all those fuckin pictures of my wall/This is it I way past done tryin
- Not that funny when you feel that same damn pain /You inflict on others
- Your whole mood outta change/See what you don't know that these kids had two damn fathers
- Mandy ask for her momma /See Mandy know that since you ass left me I was her fuckin father
- David askin when your comin home/I'm the one to tell him what I don't know
- I didn't fall in love/I didn't break from pain
- I just stood up/Now I'm walking again
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I believe in a higher power.
- I Concede to no other cowards.
- I'm a freak, I lurk the streets at all after hours.
- Prisoner in my own caranium, there's no escaping um,
- demonic towers placed in straight lines perfectly adjacent
- to the masonic clouds that spew demonic showers.
- Figment of my imagination, mind controlled by the hour
- Dirty deeds compelling me to murder families leave me
- with a taste of sour, in my mouth but these voices in route
- keep telling me to flour and grow into a called hearted demon
- child, am i dreamin? Someone please hear me now, explain why
- I'm turning green, horns poppin out, taste buds feindin for
- the blood of the people in this hopeless town. Am I even still
- me? I doubt. I'm an animal I'll eat a bitch and I won't even growl.
- Hungry, think I'll mow, down on the ribs of a little kid and howl
- then I'll set course to home, vomit the half eatin, stomach acid
- seepin bones into a towel
- Grind it up into a fine powder flour, snort it and get as high
- as a higher power
- Layin words on paper, like windows on a tower.
- Skyscrapper in the clouds minds gone for hours.