Battles Thebus vs ZyloSylo
RULES
No cursing
Max of 32 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- First press play then we'll play.
- It's the same old game, just cut next frame.
- Shakespeare first, then Moliere.
- Tragedy to comedy it acts so true to me.
- Start your flow, it's your show,
- 'else it's paycheck, rain check, you own shipwreck.
- Hands on deck, it's mic check, say
- This is me for you to see, a gift, c'mon just pay your fee.
- And I'll remember your face,
- But I'm not coming home,
- 'Cause I'm stuck in this place
- Where it pays big to roam.
- Break stage right, missed your flight,
- Now it's airport naps, short break, next place.
- Who are you? Just look at the mirror.
- Stake it out and fake 'em out, next city break out.
- Time for rest, did your best.
- Now you move it, groove it, fast it, prove it.
- Celebrate, initiate, live once, appreciate.
- And I'll remember your face,
- But I'm not coming home,
- 'Cause I'm stuck in this place
- Where it pays big to roam.
- Feeling real, that's your deal.
- But I can't keep, 'cause what you reap is
- What you sow, so back up, step down
- Keep from drowning, I can't take much more.
- I hope you know, you caused this flow
- Of words and heart, and broken dreams
- But my fault lies in what I chose
- You wait for me, I'll keep you here
DEFENDER'S RAP
- No cursing killin off the bus with this truck cause he's an ordinary person
- Take a saw and peek into his brain like a neurosurgeon
- He cant win he's the version of a crack baby drivin a broken down suburban
- With the wheels fallin off I shoot thru the windows make him crash into his mommas curtains
- Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun
- Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal
- Then get a homeless dog to give you a facial
- My flow fatal ready to disable the bus and break him down like a babys cradle
- I shoot hollows at those whose souls are hollow and keep my livin room full of brown bottles
- The bus is just a school bus where all the kids follow
- Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco
- And stick a arrow in the back of the bus thats how you finish a combo
- Drown in ya sorrow as I pull your skin off from the marrow
- And leave you dead and gone like that T.I and Timberlake song
- In this game of chess you just a pawn
- You can never beat a guy who's known for killin leprachauns
- You aint a threat I smoke you from a bong and blow you out into a thong
- Your mother blushin at how long my schlong is she callin it the mastadon
- Cant beat me when I come out with these pistols drawn
- Who cares if killin you was right or wrong
- Nobody is safe when my hitlist is this long