Battles DDubs vs TheMercyfull
RULES
Just go hard. 28 bars max.
Max of 28 lines
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Did you bring panax ginseng before the xanax stings,
- Get boosted while face planting, you're not rapping you're ranting.
- Panting, trying to keep jamming
- but your cramming words while I'm branding you.
- Slandering your name cause you're to blame for standing in the same path as me,
- Mathematically you're subtraction in this battle
- is simply your retraction emphatically.
- You know I'm drastically better, dramatically the beheader of fools like you.
- The tools I use, you could never acquire, you're saying you have lyrics,
- But your pants are on fire, your spirit perspires, throw you in a dryer.
- You're wrinkled up, wet material, while you're singled out and I'm imperial.
- Vintage lines every time that I micromanage, hitting you in the undercarriage.
- Penning it to be winning it, spinning spitting like a sprinkler,
- The receiver of the noble peace cause these raps are a piece of history,
- Wrote in everyone's memory, these sins they see, are a part of us all mentally.
- Now I'm going to rage rap.. and I know you aren't ready.
- You're a piece of SHIT, just quit, dick out right now,
- Get the fuck out of here lickety split, rickety clit bitch.
- Richy Rich motherfucker, luckier than a hitched teenage couple,
- Pregnant with quintuplets quintessential to society,
- I'm detrimental if I'm in the state of sobriety so why lie to me?
- I know who you are, you're smart but you can't rap Stephen hawking,
- My targets are locking, I'm tupacing this battle rocking harder
- Than diamonds, you're just an almond I'm cracking.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- i sing this mad music box to bring my point across,
- your rhymes are as rotten as your teeth, man it's time to floss,
- but that dragonbreath ain't enough to kill the boss,
- i'm a motherfucking diamond, you're a piece of glass that lost it's gloss,
- i hear these emcees spit about you're a deadman walking and such,
- you ain't gonna do shit boi, you speak smack, you talkin' to much,
- you now fucking with a motherfucker who's dutch,
- i'ma slit out your guts and shove them back up your butts,
- they used to quote me as the holy god's son,
- until they saw me spreeing up a liqourstory with a sawed off shotgun,
- it's up for me to put you losers up to the test,
- and destroy that dream you got of becoming the best,
- as you feel my pierced bullets rip straight through your vest,
- and when they "die i "apologize for bringing you rest,
- you need to suffer, as you start to see things slowly get tougher,
- kidnap your mother, and milk them tits like an utter,
- and start to rub her, until her snatch starts to sputter,
- grab her by her hair, and push her down the stairs,
- and slit her throat open, after i choked her with her own underwear,