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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Yo,yo,yo
- ima blow this guys head off
- leave him alone like rudolph
- stupid red-nosed but the head version
- plunder your defences like im ordering an incursion
- thats right little wussy
- im the invader and you're the defender
- doing the same to you like i did to your mother's pussy.
- what you scared?
- dont sob!
- i did nothing to you before this
- you're your own flop.
- all you do is slack on
- others work
- with your CRACK ON
- activated
- attackiing all sides like an encirclement
- you the result of your father's dysfunctional semen
- stop tryna make some fire lyrics
- the only path ahead of you is selling dick pics
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Call me the MicBuster, 'cause I bust a mic like I do a nut
- Guess I snipe suckers, I ain't never slip up, lean like syrup
- A Fat Joe replica, lean back 'n accept it bruh
- She know as much as me, when we go in, the bedroom our longest scene
- Spin you on the drapes then close, it's curtains, welcome to the aftershow
- I spit flows like a man who spit blows, hit lows like that chick with Indo
- Old school like the rest, fame 'n rest, none the less
- I ain't even need no beat, it's pointless, I'm reppin' all these streets, a coin flip
- Guess I'm just -N0tWorthIt-, sick like the Doc when I spit Dope lyrics
- Shoutout to Dope_Doc, used to be dawgs, then we fell off
- That's what happens when things get old, better get to clappin' to seem bold
- But I switch the flow, spit some gold, twist the hole, and warp 'em
- A time warp, no time carved out, but there's time for clout
- Technical writing, that's no doubt, no cap to Doc, the bottle tapped out
- Them pills travel, the pit shout "man down"
- A lil' imagination if you care to acknowledge, a lil' graduation, straight off to college
- Say goodbye to my youth, rap make you grow up, gotta face the abuse
- Ain't no use, to sell yo soul, ain't profuse, you tell them all
- They point out simplistic content, rhymin' whole sentences like line-men