Battles luketheundead vs GritGuts
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- flippin dat one oh one
- running laps for the culture i'm running laps as a form of torture
- make the slave master feel like a slave, teach 'em english
- escape 2025
- never looking bacc, taking up that slacc jaw
- pop you in da soccet, leave you with all those holes in yo' poccet
- too high to play with your higher economics
- stocc options improving
- all dis rape dat i'm consuming, press the breaks on human trafficking
- save the princess, execute a dragon in broad public
- my capitalists got big cheese, cut the dark side in half with a laser
- i'm pure earth, you a satellite on my soundbite
- earn some of your own moonlight *monae*
- bring the sounds of heavy machinery into the night
- from the entrails of blood gulch to the pinnacles of zanzibar
- plotting a journey bring my voyage home
- feet in the rich soil, standing in the blueprints of a throne
- grown from a seed, three giant peach trees
- succulent fruit to entice a transcendence
- gangsta shit fuccing up your transcedence
- the red light district got murderous tactics
- pussy only, i'm a racist fanatic
- pushing the iceberg with my submarine and you da titanic
- jewels over life cuz a bitch iz frantic
- and my influence is gigantic
- pornography topography, dial up and get twenty seconds maybe
- shoot, try and catch a native boy in det native forest
- running laps while i listen to bit torrent
- i woulda bought my shit
- but i never had a target card, master card, visa card
- just my weapon and my passport
- tru soldier
- it's on my resume and my diploma, flip a mattress onna heaux, bicchh i'm readdy let's go.
DEFENDER'S RAP
- One, two, three, and four—that's how easy it is to crush you.
- Five, six, seven, and eight—you won't have a clue after I hit you.
- Nine and ten—that's the count when I’m up against you.
- 999+ aura, that's what I got, and these are the reasons you can’t break through.
- 1312oracle is your name—it just took me five lines to destroy you.
- Hip-hop king steala? You ain’t any of that, 'cause the real king is here.
- I ain’t got a pimple nor a dimple, just keeping it simple—a ripple of bars.
- You can’t stop these; they’re as fast as F1 cars,
- Deep as a tunnel, now you’re left with scars.
- Boom bap, you’re about to get wrapped!
- I read your lyrics, man—they’re just wack.
- Give me four minutes, I’ll pack you tight,
- Or maybe I’ll just wack you here tonight.