Battles  KillersN0Mercy vs WEALTHMASTA

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • Yo, check it, I'm the top dog, unrivaled in this battle
  • My grammar's impeccable, my flow unstoppable
  • With every word I spit, I paint a vivid picture
  • Leaving my opponents in awe, their bars a bitter mixture
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  • I'm on top, untouchable, can't change a thing
  • My lyrics sharp as razors, my rhymes taking wing
  • I'm the master linguist, with a vocabulary vast
  • Dropping knowledge bombs, while my competition blasts
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  • I'm like a hurricane, tearing through the scene
  • With flawless diction and a voice so clean
  • My grammar game is strong, a beacon in the night
  • Guiding my listeners to linguistic delight
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  • So step up to the plate, if you dare to try
  • But be prepared to bow down, as I soar high
  • I'm the rap battle king, with grammar supreme
  • Your rhymes will crumble, like a fragile dream

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • Buckle up, bitch, cause it’s time for a massacre
  • I’m at the wheel, you’re just one of my passengers
  • So stay in your lane, cause you ain’t of my caliber
  • My engine's roaring, you can’t Dodge this Challenger
  • I’m boutta blow up this story from the inside out
  • You’re a pussy, stayin’ in your little hideout
  • Too scared for action, don’t have the balls to climb out
  • I’m boutta bring mayhem, it’s time for a wipeout
  • This is lyrical assault, you cower when I appear
  • My bars are toxic, they harm the atmosphere
  • When it comes to this rap shit, I distribute fear
  • They know this ain’t bullshit, they know I’m sincere
  • These shit hurts your head, like than a torch in your eyes
  • My lines are too heavy, they’re crushing the mic
  • Just accept it bro, you’ve lost your might
  • I'm a beast with this pencil, time to cause a fright
  • Run em over, slice ‘em up, let ‘em thaw out
  • Do ‘em colder, dice ‘em up, get ‘em raw now
  • Cold shoulder, ice ‘em up, saw ‘em all out
  • Cut ‘em slower, splice ‘em up, spread the raw doubt

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