Battles Foxishere vs
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- Got all this cash you know I'm strapped n**** Ya know
- Momma was a druggie tried everything no I can't help her case no
- I might be the same Poppin these pills snorting shit up my nose oh
- Livin by minute caught a n**** trying to steal my Flo bro
- Found em by 10 pulled out the Glock shot that b**** right in his nose its over
- Ya living like a king n****s compare me to the Egyptians
- a p****y b**** ran up on me I taught him a lesson (shot em)
- left him lying on the street like scraps (discarded)
- then I go back to the crib and toss my b**** up on the bed
- do her over so nasty then walk her out like we some newlyweds
- some days I get lonely fighting depression, my biggest oppression Ya know
- N**** trying to get in on my bands so he says he understands Ya know
- but I know he fake somedays I feel like my heart was impaled on a stake
- Woah and I know money can't heal my pain today I walked outside
- and my tears mixed with the rain Ya know
- This the way I live now hop in the whip and leave skid marks all
- through this town Don't worry about cops get a ticket pay right then
- don't waste time with them clowns never worry about death thats just part
- of my process I live knowing Im a die someday and just focus on getting
- paid you know
- Got all this cash you know I'm strapped n**** Ya know
- Momma was a druggie tried everything no I can't help her case no
- I might be the same Poppin these pills snorting shit up my nose oh
- Livin by minute caught a n**** trying to steal my Flo bro
- Found em by 10 pulled out the Glock shot that b**** right in his nose its over
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Foxi say they bring the heat, why you tryna defeat me?
- Twisted gon' twist you up, up in a cabinet, that's where you stuffed
- Bump up 'n grind the track, another R. Kelly, gotta rewind 'n back
- Stick some vocals onto that old trap, enter my trap, death decided fact
- I spit them bullets, you been avoidin', toy with my victims, they get annoyed when
- I spit them facts, twist them back, usin' the N-word, dawg, you ain't black
- Lyrics gone overload, this G is wack, his disco ball drops, a panic attack
- A manic attack, this manic gon' pack, pack a gat?, nah, I'mma pack this rat
- Dwindle in the sewers, Pennywise trapped, toss you in the circus, juggle all that
- While you juggle these balls, I'mma smuggle these walls, no borders to pass, I passed them all
- Why you tryna bring some heat?, Comin' at me, tryna press a G, you ain't impressin' me
- Hop on some old school, you ain't know what you got into
- Goin' "Round and Round" with your "Pharoah Freestyle"
- I'mma spin you, twist you, and launch you off, to ground zero