Battles  Davestrider vs Jagaroth

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • Spittin' rhymes for Terezi, here, son
  • And I'm officially the candidate for havin' some fun (Y'know!)
  • Bustin' shit, for y'all, I click and split
  • But the fellas you are with, they ain't even legit (Because!)
  • I'm a Strider and there ain't none finer
  • All you other rappers try but this gap is even wider than
  • This role, impossible
  • Try to step to the Knight with the clock control
  • I digress, puttin' you in distress
  • You know I got the finesse
  • Always dressed to impress (The Best!)
  • Got a sword, but I ain't gonna use it
  • Got my lyric weapon and you know that I'll never abuse it
  • (It's!) Too easy, to dunk on you clowns
  • When my sick rhymes always keepin' me down (OH, SHIT!)
  • Bustin' old school style
  • Now the class is in session, so stay for a while
  • ('Cause I'm!) Too fresh, here in the flesh
  • Here it's better than the epic of Gilgamesh
  • You think you're clever or better but that's whatever
  • Rhyme endeavor is forever but never a self-aggressor (Yeah!)
  • Should I count all the reasons you're a zero?
  • You've got no cash, and a Troll body pillow
  • Got the honey and the money so much that it ain't funny
  • This is why I'm on top, and I ain't gonna stop (Here!)
  • Got this rhyme, and it's keepin' in time,
  • In the words of myself, it is truly sublime
  • It's prime, it's a crime, to keep it this real
  • Better lock me up, 'cause I ain't gotta reveal (This steel!)
  • Ideal, but you can't relate
  • How 'bout you go back to your pillow and masturbate? (OOOOOOOHHHH!)
  • I'm sorry, did I say that out loud?
  • It's too bad that my lyrics are supremely endowed

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Homosexual swag-fags basing their personas to their domination,
  • Wanna be like Frank Sinatra, well, Frank, it's time, you abomination,
  • Frankenstien on these peasants, stabbing the beef fueled heart,
  • Baking the pagan, waking the dragon to eat cruel-art,
  • I smoke Big Ls, my rhymes orbit around my intellectual writings,
  • You're a big pun, rhymes bigger than the weight of him n' biggie fighting,
  • Automatical-weapon chopper with elder-curses and dark magic,
  • Grasped in my hand, then ripped in pieces, they bark panic,
  • These celibate dogs lacking metal, ain't going platinum,
  • Packing in bullets from my gullet, muzzled you wit' a magnum.

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