Battles KillersN0Mercy vs Tewsly
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KillersN0Mercy won this battle!
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- **KillersNoMercy**
- I'm back with the vengeance, no repentance, I ain't here to confess
- Got my foot on your neck, no time to second guess
- In this life or death game, I'm the one who plays to win
- I'll carve my name in your skin, let the massacre begin
- Feel the pressure, I'm the aggressor, you can't escape this sin
- You thought you were safe, but I'm the nightmare you can't escape
- Creeping in the shadows, ready to reshape your fate
- I'm the reaper in the dark, you can't run from my mark
- I'll tear you apart, piece by piece, like a fucking work of art
- Every step you take, I'm the terror you can't shake
- Drown in the blood, let it flood, there's no way out
- Screaming in silence, no one can hear you shout
- This is the end, the final chapter of your tale
- I'll watch you fall, I'll never fail
- And when you're gone, I'll prevail, I leave no trail
- I'm the curse you can't reverse, the hex in every breath
- I'll take you down a path that leads to certain death
- In this game of survival, I'm the last one left
- No mercy, no regret, I won't forget
- And when it's all over, you'll be begging for what's next
- **KillersNoMercy & Skuzzwww**
- Going in for the kill I'm do it for the thrill Oh I'm hoping you understand
- And not let go of my hand X2
- la roux if you can sample her voice
- **Skuzzwww***
- Airight im a solar eclipse never miss Trap you in a rhythm a lyrical diss
- I will never ever bloody miss I see it in your eyes before you dies
- Even before you cry and ask why Raising hell for these fuckers
- In these the streets I've seen many defeats Let go of my hand I've got
- Murder, These crimes don't even fit Not even legit to quit
- Go suck a tit or play with a clit Bust your lip Break your bones and send you
- R.I.P, Knifes like wife's taking lives Guns for fun in the weather
- Bullets in your body feel like feather Bottles of wine Jesus made not mine
- Send you chills up your spine Cigarettes for racing your heart to death
- With each and every breath In coffin laid to rest with not even the best
- Ashes to ashes dust to dust All the rest walking above show no love
- Please send me up above
- **KillersNoMercy**
- This is how we fly ride or die with many clickety clicks
- In a different array Let's hope the bullets don't strays
- And knife knows screams You'll think your having sweet wet dreams
- Back again Ashes to ashes,dust to dust But yet I still walk the earth's
- crustBaptised in the fire till the day I expire Where I will return to finally burn
- Its murder!
- I'm the storm you can't weather, the force you can't resist Tearing through
- your soul, twisting every twistYou thought you were strong, but I'm stronger
- I'll break your will, leave you standing still In the wake of my wrath, there’s
- nothing left to kill I'm the voice in your head, whispering dread in the night
- I fuel your fears, turn your dreams into fright Every breath you take, I'm right
- there with you Ready to strike, to pull you through Into the abyss where
- nightmares come true You thought you could fight, but I'm the darkness you
- can't win Wrapped around your soul, squeezing from within
- I'm the end of your line, the final nail in your grave
- No salvation here, there's no one left to save
- You’re lost in the chaos, now just a slave
- I’m the ghost of your past, the future you can’t outrun Every step you take
- I’m the bullet in the gun Ready to fire, to bring your world to an end
- No love, no peace, only death I send As you fade away, I'm the shadow that
- won’t bend
- Murder!
DEFENDER'S RAP
- (Verse 1 0:16)
- Alright, EBK, let’s end your dissatisfaction,
- Ayo, fuck you, knock off the KKK, that’s my passion.
- Grab the popcorn, watch the chaos unfold,
- While you bitchin' like a kid, thinkin’ you’re bold.
- Talkin’ ‘bout my ride while you flex your fake beef,
- Claimin’ you a thug, but you ain’t worth a leaf.
- Man, we’ve beaten your ass, made it look like a joke,
- You still poking at me? Bro, your heart’s broke.
- Next time I check, your raps didn’t say a thing,
- I’m MIA from X-X, you still want the sting?
- Why you dissing? You just soundin’ like a clown,
- You want lyrical bullets? Man, I’ll take you down.
- (Chorus)
- Stop meat ridin’, bitch, get off my dick,
- You glazed up like a donut, man, it’s sick.
- All that talkin' tough? Boy, you just a hype,
- I’ll expose you, have you runnin’ for your life.
- So if you think you got a shot, better reassess,
- You step to me, it’s a lyrical mess.
- (Verse 2)
- Bitch, I’m done with your fake hype, you full of shit,
- Flexin' hard in the booth, but you ain't got the wit.
- Y’all chasin’ clout like it’s a nine-to-five grind,
- But you ain’t makin’ moves, just wastin’ my time.
- Hop off my heat, I ain’t playin’ your games,
- Y’all fallin’ for the hype, I’m just hittin’ the flames.
- You think my dick’s too big for your mouth to handle?
- But it’s your ego that’s small, burnin’ like a candle.
- Get real, lil’ bitch, you ain’t worth the chase,
- Tryna poke the bear, now you caught in my space.
- It’s the end of the road, time to say farewell,
- You talkin’ big but can’t walk through my hell.
- (Chorus)
- Stop meat ridin’, bitch, get off my dick,
- You glazed up like a donut, man, it’s sick.
- All that talkin' tough? Boy, you just a hype,
- I’ll expose you, have you runnin’ for your life.
- So if you think you got a shot, better reassess,
- You step to me, it’s a lyrical mess. mess.
- (Outro)
- So let this be a lesson, don’t come for the king,
- I’ll rip through your facade like it’s nothin’, no bling.
- To all the haters lurkin’, I’m done with this farce,
- I’m ballin’ hard, while you stuck in the past.
- So EBK, take a seat, you ain’t on my level,
- This is my farewell, I’m straight up rebel.
- You thought you could ride, but I’m cuttin’ the ties,
- I’ll rip at a KR-15 to make sure your ass is shot to the highs
- Now you just a ghost, in my lyrical skies