Battles Tewsly vs Vission
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Making A Remix, Haven't made an actually track I enjoyed in a hot minute because of this war.
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THIS BATTLE IS OVER
Tewsly won this battle!
2 ROUNDS
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Battle on August 11 2024
CHALLENGER'S RAP
- (NLE Choppa)
- Hahahaha
- Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killa'-killa'
- Pistol-Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killa'
- (?) ain't shit
- Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch killa'-killa'
- Pistol-Pistol packin', never slackin', bitch smackin' killa'
- (Pistol-Pistol packin', never lackin', ayy)
- (NLE Choppa)
- Two things I never seen, a nigga named Bigfoot and a ho I need (ho I need)
- Keep the backdoor closed, gotta' lock it, throw away the key (throw away the key)
- We can be a state away, U-turn if I ain't got my ski
- 2023, we got built-in switches on them gleez (woo)
- Drac' hit, don't ask, we take shit
- Like a blunt, we face shit (come on)
- Nigga lay shit, keep yo' shoes tight
- Know some niggas trip, they couldn't run right
- You throw fits and we throw bullets out the stick, you a bitch, I'm a real nigga
- He a mama's boy, jumped off the porch, know a nigga had to babysit him, on God
- Knock weight off a nigga like a BBL
- Slide all day like a CVL ('L)
- Heart skip a beat like a CD player (player)
- Fuck a classic bitch, I want a ratchet bitch, give me a city girl
- I'm cappin', fuck, tell Dre I'm a shell, let a young nigga rock her world (come on)
- Wrist glisten, chain glisten, like my manners trippin', uh
- Memphis nigga, talk with a slur, she say my grammar different, uh
- Police come get me, my name Benny, nigga, I wasn't in it, uh
- Fuck the judge, nigga I'm illiterate, I be dodgin' the sentences
- (NLE Choppa)
- Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get yo' issue (brrt)
- Guns clappin', pussy grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)
- Pants saggin', mama naggin', like who raised a nigga?
- My bitch like a Backwood (ayy), yo' ho like a swisher (on God)
- (Tewsly)
- (Tewsly on the track) Yuh, Pistol Packin', I got a piece of money waiting for your death.
- Drippin' in finesse, poppin' bottles, got girls takin' shots with every breath.
- Stackin' cash, make it rain, I'm a mogul in the game,
- Money, fame, and violence, the traps in my name
- Glock in my hand, I ain't afraid to let it bang,
- I'm run this madness, hear my gang? That's just me ridin' X Factor for life.
- Bitches on my jock, they know I'm running the show,
- Pullin' up in foreign whips, leveing haters real low.
- Stacks on stacks, all I see is green,
- I wear that crown, living fast-paced like a machine.
- I'm the boss, don't need to answer to no motherfucka,
- Ballin' like a superstar, chilling in the sky scrapa.
- Bullets flyin', bodies droppin', in this life I'm engrained,
- Livin' fast, dyin' young, in this trap life unchained.
- I'm the cream of the crop, ain't nobody gonna take me down,
- Drippin' in diamonds, runnin' this city like a fuckin' crown.
- Anyways, this is my 5 O' Clock News Channel, Sit back relax, enjoy the show, Tewsly runs the crew
- Pistol packin', girls on deck, poppin' pills, I make it all come true
- Confident as fuck, ain't nobody stepping to this
- I'm living fast, burning cash, in a game I bliss
- I roll up, flexing like a boss, diamond shining like it's on a dance floor
- Money talks, I walk the walk, haters be crashing at my door
- Pop pop pop, that's the sound of my Glock hitting every target
- Living life loud, never back down, my flow stay charted
- (NLE Choppa)
- Pistol packin', never lackin', run up, get yo' issue (brrt)
- Guns clappin', pussy grabbin', Donald Trump militia (I'm on it, brrt)
- Pants saggin', mama naggin', like who raised a nigga?
- My bitch like a Backwood, yo' ho like a swisher (on God)
- Brrt
DEFENDER'S RAP
- They’re pissed at him often
- Guess something just clicked, Christopher Walken
- Hearing the tick when I clock in
- The shit’ll get rockin….
- Aw fuck, I just fell off the cliff But you about to get got like I popped a zit
- Ironically I’m underground yet on top of this, whole populace
- Your flows obvious, so don’t copy shit, apologize then get on with this
- Murder that I got you locked in it, Jigsaw won’t stop a bit/
- Full grinning the menace is here, give me the sheers
- I cut up a bitch then collect me a bucket for sipping the tears
- I love hearing the screams, unsettled with fear
- I’m meddling the presence of what you hold everything dear/
- Sever the ear on some Mike Tyson shit
- One punch and your light will quit, having you seeing all Z’s like the NyQuil hit
- Fat Joe said lean back, the beat snaps and you might just slip…
- Right off the track, right off the Track
- I’m on it faster than Harvard grads, you’re slow and just as hard to pass
- Give the full fledged dummy some arts and crafts
- How are you the dullest in a box of sharpened crayons/
- Yeah, unhinged like the door frame
- With a couple screws loose, this is war games
- Only focus on where the fucking corpse lay
- Nothing left but a torn leg, no more pain
- Distort brains all over- The floor stained
- So I’m gonna keep it a buck, you’re short change
- Times running out, you’re fucked, no foreplay
- I’m taking everything you love like a bitter divorcee/
- Diabolical, I see you’re being a bitch- through my monocle
- My skill defies logical, rewind time just visit like conjugal
- I’m phenomenal, you can’t read so try audibles
- Always jumping to conclusions like wife obstacles
- My flow design blows your mind, it’s quite poppable…