Battles JstSilver vs Netuh
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- I feel like dying no drugs to be buying
- No love to be found rather be in the ground
- Discreet and profound problems by the pound
- Revolvers involved like the west side of town
- But this isn't Texas I have my own death wish
- I have accepted the demons I take steps with
- All dirty weapons 30 Smith and Wessons
- That been traded by some people that I ain't even question
- Living the type of life in which you sacrifice
- Any kinda hope fuck it death row
- I suppose but we keep it goin
- Heat like it's stolen with flowin making waves No frank ocean
- I'm loaded if you noticed
- Polished chrome shit not at home ever became heartless
- And home is where the heart is
- It's missing no reward welcome to the war
- Drugs runnin through my pores
- Paranoia rising from the floors
- Parasite needing money needing more
- If I clean up suicide would be easy to clutch
- Smiling with the gun held up
- I think I give up yet I know I don't
- I need more dope I can't sleep any mo
DEFENDER'S RAP
- I be westside steppin i be comin with a lethal weapon i be fuckin on this
- bitch her name was kaitlynn she was half jamacian all these people
- said i wouldnt make it i be
- stackin all this bread you know i dont fake it
- but here i am again lil nigga had to get in growin up with clothes that i
- didnt fit in loaded glock to my waist had to keep the stick in
- growin up as a misfit i didnt fit in
- Snorin in the bed with blankets cause my head spinin riding around without
- a fuck given
- Ay fuck the opps fuck the cops fuck everybody that said i have to smoke
- the rocks
- Shackels on my ankes they be locked with the padlocks ay like im
- cardi i be hide it in my socks
- for multiple years witness peers catch gunshots
- and when this beat drops your heart stops
- ay four grams for a bitch ay runnin up on my stick ten toes tall you know I
- dont miss got a body in the bag its a high risk
- my aunt died heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist now she got 4 kids
- that dont know that to pray for and gotta die for she be keepin them alive
- and you know she cant cry more yuh
- -Z0D14K