Battles Symbiote vs G-cord
RULES
Wanted to see how my new song would do in a battle but anyways NO RULES!
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- (Hook):
- Ya nobody be caring about me
- I'm startin to have those thoughts I'm going crazy
- But still every night I say a prayer
- And hopefully someday somebody will care
- //Symbiote//
- (Verse 1):
- Mm ya everyday of my life I try to get people to notice me
- But most of the guys don't care cuz of the money
- And these girls for some reason want me dead
- I'm so alone I can hear the screams in my head
- Yet I still tryna make some small talk with these people
- But nobody cares so I wonder if I'm equal
- One day I tried to start one with a guy and he pushed me
- Laughing at me told me to move back to the city
- Yet I keep on tryin to make small talk so I dont feel hurt
- But these bastards still shove me in the dirt
- Tellin me to go give up and die no one would care or even say good-bye
- I think its such a lonely ass world, its so damn corrupted I'm feeling swirled
- (Hook):
- Ya nobody be caring about me
- I'm startin to have those thoughts I'm going crazy
- But still every night I say a prayer
- And hopefully someday somebody will care
- //80_HD//
- (Verse 2):
- Damn, I been chained to these thoughts like they part of my limbs,
- I’m venom in 'em, grinnin' thin in my prison of sins like it's Arkham again.
- Friends callin' it "just a phase," but it stays like a nightmare, lost in the sin
- I’m twitchin’ my triggers like Joker, a loner just slippin’ through fingers
- Just hopin, no ones, goin through this just like me
- Got this venom in veins, feel like Eddie Brock boxin' my psyche,
- My head’s in a frenzy, messy like Freddy stop stalkin' my nightly.
- Wakin' up sweatin', regret and the pressure, aggression suppressin' thoughts and my rage,
- Flashin' fake smiles, but inside I’m Hannibal locked in a cage.
- Mind’s like a landmine, laned with lies, lies I recite just to not go insane
- Fakin' composure, but I’m strapped like I'm Rambo, and sanity’s vacant.
- Feelin' forsaken, fate fades, fallin’ fast into fragments, fractured family, faith and
- Ghosted by hope, trapped alone, I’m left hangin breaking my dang neck
- Sticking it out for yall but it's like fuck me when shit hits the fan
- They tell me to “pray,” but heaven’s been screenin' my name like it's fiction or scam,
- Feels like I’m Neo in Zion, betrayed by my maker the kick hits like damn.
- Fading to gray, got no Morpheus saving me from these chains,
- They say I’m the chosen, but man, I’m exposin’ I'm hurt got bleedin veins.
- Each tally on bricks spells the pain, like a chapter of tragic revisions,
- Scratchin' for peace in this prison I need a pastor, I'm passed being a passionate victim
- Villains, they talk in my sleep, I’m stalked by these Joker-like demons i get it
- Hannibal Lecter reflections dissectin' me deep in my dream and I'm trippin
- Drownin' in doubt, walls closin' in, call it my Silence of Lambs,
- They laugh while I’m battlin' shadows, like Bane in the dark, fighting to stand
- heart cold as the arctic, I'm a Martian heart on ice, Mr. Freeze in a spell,
- Testin' my will, but the thrill's just like Lucifer fallen from peace to a cell.
- Feel like I’m Punisher facin' my demons, I'm the asshole who's scared
- Alone in this room, I’m consumed by the shadows I wear,
- So I whisper each night, prayin' hard that my past'll repair
- (Hook):
- Ya nobody be caring about me
- I'm startin to have those thoughts I'm going crazy
- But still every night I say a prayer
- And hopefully someday somebody will care
DEFENDER'S RAP
- got no life fuck ya bitch, i did it got nothing to hit
- everythings a lie my homies will rip you from the inside
- so first off fuck ya check ya bitch
- got no pay you a broke ass bitch got nothing to zone with
- and then you wonder how your familys hungry
- this bitch put me on mp3 and told em shit
- told the world i was bad for his feed and it just might be me
- sthat needed 10 G's to fly his plane, but homie you got no lane
- but he aint in it for the game
- he in it for the fame
- its crazy, how can you be so lazy you a god damn gay speedway
- second of all this is my life day till night so dont talk shit that aint in the light
- This is my height this is how i go
- my homies theyre lined up from high to low
- will pop you if you get too close i mean cant say anything
- think that im just 13 and ya can catch me, bro thought this shit not me
- but guess what this is my rise to fame,
- im giving myself a fucking name not you, you fucking with my play
- thats something that you get when you play the game
- mans' a glory rider, do whatever it takes to float his way to
- a better path in my way, thinks he can stop me, but hes too busy
- humping his girlfriends mommy
- on the ocean of freestyle, you aint got nothing to strip
- cuz u was a lil kid, got no fucking lit
- aint that right buddy, 10 more G's? or you wanna
- stay at this rate, cuz i can go harda
- first thing this kids gonna do, grab a gun and put on his shoes, get outta the
- house and sell his life away, kid this aint no game for ya
- turn around and dont get bit by this shit
- so next time dont play with homies yo wont mess with in real life
- cuz when incidents happen im the cause of it and my homies got it
- got hit that just might be "oh he guessed it" me you little piece of shit
- and next time keep quieta, dont play with people ya dont know cuz
- i will write this lyrical shit until you got a life and a pathway to the end
- of yo life bitch, this is the gam I play turn around and
- write yo skits better or u aint getting anywhere in this life
- thats all i got to say, just keep my name outta your friends games
- and tell them youre gay, its a good cover up for what happened this day