Battles  YungMas vs DDubs

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • Hear em shots comming like drum now
  • Shooting off the Uzi going dumb now
  • What-the-fuck you expect,
  • fucking with the best Ill rest with my tec, dont need your repsect
  • aiming for your head, now im aiming for your chest
  • Hear em shots comming like drum belt
  • Shooting off the Uzi till I see em rims now
  • What-the-fuck you expect,
  • fucking with the best Ill rest with my tec, dont need your repsect
  • aiming for the stars, now im aiming for your chest
  •  
  • OG BOBBY JOHNSON
  • OG BART SIMPSON
  • 100 BLUNTS FOR DINNER PUT EM IN SLEEPER
  • 100 KEYS SOLD, CASH BURIED IN THE WINTER
  • OG BOBBY JOHNSON
  • OG BART SIMPSON
  • 100 BLUNTS FOR DINNER PUT EM IN SLEEPER
  • 100 KEYS SOLD, CASH BURIED IN THE WINTER
  •  
  • Hear em shots comming like drum now
  • Shooting off the Uzi going dumb now
  • What-the-fuck you expect,
  • fucking with the best Ill rest with my tec, dont need your respect
  • aiming for your head, now im aiming for your chest
  • Hear em shots comming like drum belt
  • Shooting off the Uzi till I see em rims now
  • What-the-fuck you expect,
  • fucking with the best Ill rest with my tec, dont need your respect
  • aiming for your head, now im aiming for your chest
  •  
  • OG BOBBY JOHNSON
  • OG BART SIMPSON
  • 100 BLUNTS FOR DINNER PUT EM IN SLEEPER
  • 100 KEYS SOLD, CASH BURIED IN THE WINTER
  • OG BOBBY JOHNSON
  • OG BART SIMPSON
  • 100 BLUNTS FOR DINNER PUT EM IN SLEEPER
  • 100 KEYS SOLD, CASH BURIED IN THE WINTER

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • Here I am, DDubs, like whaddup?
  • Heard you were Lionel, lord of the the thunder cunts.
  • Say, are you a hooker? Sink, line, and hook her.
  • Crooked as a cop on drugs, wearing some Uggs,
  • pretending to be a motherfucking thug.
  • Yo, quit carrying that water gun, for I use something lethal...
  • like a pun on words, lyrical Evil Ken-eval, I'd give you a chemistry joke,
  • but wouldn't get a reaction, cause your brain is half a fraction,
  • the size of mine. No, we ain't talking about our minds.
  • I don't even have to have half my intellect to halve your dialect.
  • Look at this, a redneck is doing better than you.
  • Maybe I got a screw loose or two, but you're like Ikea,
  • got thrown in extra parts to create a new idea,
  • heard you was like a double pussied Latina named Katrina.
  • Except you ain't a tornado at level five,
  • just a gay ass rainbow all up in the sky.
  • you ain't straight, hell you ain't even a guy..
  • how do I know? your strap-on's always showing.
  • Pictures in ya purse of the guys you've been blowing.
  • Get this pig out the sun, cause he's bacon in the heat,
  • you that sweet meat that we all love to eat,
  • you're a manicurist, I'm a dentist, we gonna meet,
  • and fight tooth and nail, but I'll be the one to prevail,
  • people come to you to feel pretty, cause frankly your raps are pretty shitty,
  • As for me it takes a degree in physiology..
  • to rap this good, this clean, this mean, can't keep up, that's fine just give up.

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