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Battle on December 22 2024

CHALLENGER'S RAP

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  • aight lemme talk my shit, i'm tellin' you heaux
  • about how stupid these bros really is, i mean look at these bitches
  • rich boy status but they don't even know what money is
  • i'll take em to the bank, have one conversation with the manager
  • and freeze their accounts, on account of their unearn'd privilege and ignorance
  • lemme show you sum belligerence, these dick for brains is a debt on my
  • insurance, so get em back in kindergarten and strap some diapers on em
  • just put em in nasa, i'll vote for more monkeys in space
  • the moon can be the new prison colony like the alphane clans
  • been reading Philip k dick since I was a kid with it, it's gonna be hard
  • to trip me up, i'm already so trip'd out, a tripod when i take aim, so drop dead
  • before you see me fucc yo' bitchz brains out, lemme tell you about some
  • real shit
  • talk to you about this dilemma,
  • big cheddar, bad bitches on all up in my drama, tryna drive me bonkers
  • all the way from here to yonkers, cold business, so I just put some
  • fresh socks on'er and send the rest of y'all to the cleaners
  • roll up, i'm way beyond bentleys, benz, and beamers
  • i'm talkin' custom build with the hottest dreamers, cream scheme to rape
  • all of your orgy dreams, cumz with a bucket, you kno what i mean
  • get a grip or you'll trip on some dumb shit spit backwards by a dumb bitch
  • lackin' clarity or sensitivity to the reality of the calamity that chokes us all out
  • with invisible hands, that's sum retard economics, thirty two extendos
  • so who gonna be the next martyr to wear the holy shoes, cripple your pockets
  • moldy thirty twos, get inna wreck and bless the asphalt with your post-pubescent
  • blood, i'm talking like this is a blackboard in the basement of hell, for only the
  • truest criminals, where all the baddest delinquents dwell, better learn fast
  • before i lose you in the past, ja. you only get the demon's laughter
  • it's the c.r.e.a.m., i've got sum, ya. but it's my charactar, charm and humor, i'm authentic and that's why yo' bitch is stalking after my stock
  • talk about humiliation in the face of foreclosure, eviction and bankruption
  • i don't care too much, cuz you're the source of the corruption
  • how you get all those dollars in the first place heaux, did you steal, blackmail
  • hoard investments and maintain those redlines in our property schemes
  • did you sell out for a million, only to learn that your soul was worth billions
  • yea, I don't really care though, you'll only be getting the devil's laughter
  • from me, hoe. trust. i'm all pent up in the penitentiary, just a little bit of money
  • it's so funny, the thin gold line that separates the poorest from the rich
  • made my fortune by digging this ditch, flex on these heaux
  • ninety nine problems, yeah. and 12 is still the biggest, ha. play this trap
  • rhapsody on you bohemians, plebeians, fucc yo' bitch after she left you
  • sayin' she was lesbian, i'm so unforgiving, like the result of a head injury
  • from an equestrian, better stay laying in that gurney, there ain't no limit to
  • the rounds that we've got setup in this tourney, internet protocol has me
  • wiping out my tracks after the first ten rounds, bcuz the undying pools of blood
  • that i left in yo' hood remain the testament to my realness, try and sidestep
  • around my foolhardiness, i'll take you out by accident with one of my
  • previous writings, thus the deletions, you'll be reading volume two
  • of my records, digging thru crates, libraries, catalogs and albums
  • Crenshaw Chronicles was mine via first edition, pay homage to a true
  • mathematician, i'm all up in your digits working magic, so fucc off with that
  • lack of talent, i don't manage well when it's face to face with these bigots
  • cut their shit off so that they bleed out like a spigot, all crew abandon any
  • mansion that smells like death, pussy and maggots. I'll tell you about
  • something worth burning. turn anyone who reneges on my deals into a
  • oh what's that word that i can never say. starts with an F. has a double G.
  • take your head off like it's the golf ball sitting in my tea. yeah, I got mad energy
  • decipher your game and write your wall on the name. born in the darkness
  • i'm allergic to fame. dollar dollar bills y'all. just wait until the breadbox calls
  • book deals in frames hanging up on my walls
  • taking heads, string you up by the balls
  • no mercy, check my photo, just look for Chief Gall
  • hatchet in the back of your skull like that one elf dude in the Two Towers
  • shit, gotta Google dis bitch, hollon... Haldir of Lórien
  • handsome fella ain't he, dead by an orc's hands, what a travesty. i do it like the orc. gladly.

DEFENDER'S RAP

  • see boy want to rap
  • i will teach this boy who is wack
  • you can't rhyme, that's plain to see
  • my khukuri's sharp, you'll bleed with glee
  • many fakes I've seen try to spit
  • your weak flow's just a pile of shit
  • I'll flush your rhymes down the drain
  • my glock's chipped but I'll bring the pain
  • your lines lack story, they're just lame
  • my fire bars will put yours to shame
  • you thought my verses were just heat
  • but these cold bars will seal your defeat
  • as my rhymes leave your soul deceased
  • next time bring skills, or rest in peace

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