Bwes vs Tewsly

Battles Bwes vs Tewsly

RULES

i wanna fight lemme see yalls bite

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THIS BATTLE IS OVER

Tewsly won this battle!

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Battle on September 1 2024

CHALLENGER'S RAP

aye this battle something new wanna see what anyone can handle
dealin in aces im cheatin on a daily basis you can't hold a candle to me
im on a rap slaying spree im killing yall with glee
i see you never fell from the tree lil apple gone rotten
you think you was tough like batman but you just robin
im lettin new shots pop ive got this whole boat rockin
no instructions i went in blind but i still in yo mind
messing with you lyrically im on a whole nother level
you think you woke spiritually nah you just a rebel
(chorus)
this shit not a battle not a bone to rattle on me
2 beans i pop these as i watch you tattle
unreal a gangster snitch sounding like you ysl woody
ima make sure im smoking you in the backwood-y
you ain't from a hood you think you in the clear
goofy boy laughin he itchin n scratchin he a fenty addict
(verse 2)
sheisty up ready teach these new pups what they guts look like
shots fired found you was a liar can't back yo rap up
im on the hunt searching for people to humble you ain't takin this dub
just popped a bean still feelin mean no defense you got a bad team
im knockin the wind outta you pointin my purple beam right at ya
yo shit stark no tony im crushing you like the hulk
yo senses dulled as skulk behind ya planning yo demise
im feeling yo anxiety rise yall is just like some flies or gnats
im crazy swinging bats my raps disfunctional not erectile
ima leave as a new murder case to file
turn yo jordans to flip flops 2 glocks 30 shots no cops
you ain't got nothin those is just props posin with fake shit
(chorus)
this shit not a battle not a bone to rattle on me
2 beans i pop these as i watch you tattle
unreal a gangster snitch sounding like you ysl woody
ima make sure im smoking you in the backwood-y
you ain't from a hood you think you in the clear
goofy boy laughin he itchin n scratchin he a fenty addict
(verse 3)
im a new hit i take hit's off you smoking you on the regular
you a prey and im predator no pedo shit you just weak
let's play lil bro think ion slay i got his bro in my ash tray
you better pray as you day comin boy watch out this ain't no ploy
its coy you think you hard ain't nothing hard bout you besides yo bones
y'all some bitches all talking out of you're throats
the fire stoked you all gettin smoked
im scoped up aligning shots blowing off y'alls tops
opps scared to aproach or make the first move
im 100 proof pushin up the roof no limits
(chorus)
this shit not a battle not a bone to rattle on me
2 beans i pop these as i watch you tattle
unreal a gangster snitch sounding like you ysl woody
ima make sure im smoking you in the backwood-y
you ain't from a hood you think you in the clear
goofy boy laughin he itchin n scratchin he a fenty addict
(outro)
all of you just bark, but I’m the one with the bite,
Left y’all in the dust, no chance for a fight.
Came at me deep, but I buried you whole,
Now you all just a memory, no heart, no soul.
Try to rise again, but I own y'all's grave, the toll’s been paid.

Challenger

Bwes

DEFENDER'S RAP

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(Verse 1)
Alright, let me take the mic from this fucking dumb-o-pho,
Twelve days to hit me back, like you stuck in a slow flow,
You readin’ bedtime stories, but the plot just won’t stick,
Ain’t no warm fuzzies here, boy, I’m comin’ with that slick,
You claimin’ North Pole livin’, but ain't bringin' that frost,
Santa’s just a hot mess, ‘cause you really just lost,
Child ordainment knockin’, tryna steal Christmas lights,
Pure facts, no cap, but you frontin’, rollin’ dice,
Ain’t no diddy on me, but you wishin' for that fame,
Tryna run up, be Puff, but you stuck in your own game,
(Chorus)
Ain't no way you’re like us, that’s the truth, that’s the fact,
Your past got you twisted, man, you need to step back,
You ain’t flexin’ on the block, just a ghost in the night,
Keep talkin’ real big, but you ain't ready to fight.
(Verse 2)
Mistletoe memories hauntin’, six-year-old’s cryin' loud,
You trapped in your own demons, man, that’s just not allowed,
Daddy got no presents, he just left with a lie,
Now you lookin’ for redemption, but can’t even comply,
Victim nut hugger actin’, tryna damage your own,
But your honor’s all shattered, like a broken-ass bone,
You wishin’ that you mattered, but you lost in the game,
Your boyfriends run the house, now you know shame brings pain, apparently they bring all the boys in yard
So what makes you think you’re better? Man, you ain't got the spark,
You ramblin’ ‘bout the streets, but you ain't left a mark,
(Chorus)
Ain't no way you’re like us, that’s the truth, that’s the fact,
Your past got you twisted, man, you need to step back,
You ain’t flexin’ on the block, just a ghost in the night,
Keep talkin’ real big, but you ain't ready to fight.
(Verse 3)
Brain dead talkin' crazy, got you spittin' pure fluff,
Thinkin’ you a baller, but you ain’t even tough,
Go back to that propaganda, where you feelin’ all safe,
But your degrees ain't shit, you just lost in the wraith,
Diss tracks cuttin’ deep, while you stumblin’ through the fog,
Step off the mic, son, you just barkin' like a dog,
We ballin’ like Atlanta, with that southern finesse,
You just a background player, man, you don’t even stress,
So take this reality, and let it hit you hard,
You ain't on our level, no way, you can’t disregard,
(Chorus)
Ain't no way you’re like us, that’s the truth, that’s the fact,
Your past got you twisted, man, you need to step back,
You ain’t flexin’ on the block, just a ghost in the night,
Keep talkin’ real big, but you ain't ready to fight.
(Outro)
So keep your weak rhymes, boy, we spittin' that fire,
You ain’t never gonna rise, just a fool in the choir,
Not like us, never was, just a shadow on the street,
We stayin' true to the grind, while you face your defeat.

Defender

Tewsly