Battles Atreus vs King-Law
RULES
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Tales from the hood when me and the fam pull up somebody gon'get whacked Glock to ya head Michelangelo with ya brains
- Splatter those Blood stains carryin heat like Olympic flames let it ring out that's shots for gain I'm running shit an taking name's
- Nah I'll throw the C up Like slingin cans of coke that's how I'll let the clip rain on ya leave ya ass dusted and shells busted
- Like a seafood buffet shit no Rubik's cube but I'm down to spin the Block I'll be leavin you on the bottom that's bedrock
- And you know I'll leave ya bitches bed rocked shit she knows I'm bananas I got 30 if your ass starts slippin tryna get revenge
- Bitch I got stone BARs like Stonehenge it's spray and pray motherfucker RĂ©gicide in any battle I aim for head like im
- A fuckin Guillotine blades out for quick slices n slashes nothin clean you can say I leave more bitches fucked than Mr Charlie Sheen
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Yea it's King-law, I'm screamin thug life in every different hood/
- Ask me what I'm claimin, slap the shit out you, then tell you it's rollin 15's 4 life bitch/
- Can't hit me to smooth wit my endeavors like I'm Bruce Lee, miss my homie Jon Jon we workin to get you free/
- On a daily basis I see the type of shit you see in a lifetime, see in the day I rhyme/
- But in the night I'm commitin a crime, I'm in my prime, I know it's my time, ain't fuckin wit overtime/
- Cuz I'm fuckin bitches in the summertime, after this rap I want you to underline this storyline/
- Already movin up to Methamphetamine, sippin lean wit my brothers you know how we do fuck a bitch and get clean/
- Fuckin wit my crew we'll douse you wit gasoline, the way I spit is so serene, I'm out here gettin paid while you in front of a green screen/
- In da hood I had a set routine before I was thirteen, knock yo ass clean out if you dissin on my gang that shit will rupture your spleen/
- Dump a magazine, on halloween, cut you up like wolverine, pour gasoline, hide you under a trampoline, then rape your girl wit not vaseline/