Bayonne vs Stigma

Battles Bayonne vs Stigma

Has to be the story of someone or something. Has to be based around a person. Can be anyone real or fictional.

Max of 30 lines

Stigma won this battle!

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

Aight everybody, it's time for a story
A story about a young boy, no it ain't boring
17 years ago, a legend was born
A baby boy named Daquan
The babys family was torn
Yeah, his daddy was an absentee
So from the beginning of his life, Daquan swore to be the best man a man could ever be
But that promise slowly began to fade
As Daquans life want on he seen all his brothers
Yeah they was a bunch of fuckers
Players
They treated all they girls like shit
Hoe this, bitch that
They'd never even chat
Just fuck
Of course Daquan started picking up on the art of lady disrespect
His promise was broken, his life became a wreck
Did a shit load more with a girl than peck
A girl a night
A lady a day
Didn't even care enough to call 'em bae
Daquan became a traplord
Not a faplord
Girls and ladies turned into bitches and hoes
Daquan became exactly like his bros
Being a player was just one of his problems
This was just the first chapter
So come back soon to hear what came after

Challenger

DEFENDER'S RAP

Break the bones, and shake the roads of every enemy,
#Ruction-#like #drama as Stigma's #earthqaukes make the remedy,
I'm spitting #puzzle-like sentences like crazy #jigsaws,
#Uneatable, can't handle #beef or #meat, because it #stinks #raw,
#Rubix #cube-like #mind combined with a #transcribe of the #matrix,
Tyranny of this #lexicon, your shit is #tech-nically basic,
Grasping #pythons and stealing all their #diamonds and #ruby's,
Go to #Ruby #n' #Ed, for #ballet #shoes, getting #two-#packs for #groupies,
With a #Call #Of #Duty, this ain't a battle, it's #Modern #Warfare,
#Search #And #Destroy the fucks, #soldier is back into the whore-lair,
Where he blazes weed, #couldn't #give a fuck even if #bitches #gave #him #one,
He's #killing #hoes with #rocking #tracks, that's #two #birds #with #one #stone,
Who is he? He is me, the #third-#person in the room who is speaking like #one,
Speaking #third-#person with only #three bars left, with a #fourteen bar stanza,
#Optimistic about your #death, it's caused by rhymes by this master,
I'm taking #a-#rest for this #murder, #evidence is your #poetic #justice.

Defender