Battles  KRT vs G-LOCK

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CHALLENGER'S RAP

  • comin' for the eye of the hurricane, sendin shots in the rain
  • leavin' corpses in my wake, grim reaper of the rap game
  • multi-dimensional, I put together any establishment, cripple niggas like back pain
  • establish the rap name, got two twos for an opp, that means 4 gatt flames
  • what I do, how I go harder and harder and harder and harder, and harder, and harder...
  • his lyricism like 10 onto 100, cuz we always waitin' "1 one-thousand, 2 one-thousand" for a good bar
  • lambs to the lyrical slaughter, they ain't goats, but I write my story arc like I'm Noah's author
  • yeah, I know I got em ready to jump at me, but don't pounce, cuz you get buried, straight torture
  • rising star, know these niggas see me lighten darkness
  • hah, drums on em, acoustic band, I'm fuckin' heartless
  • hah, feng shui, niggas want the sauce, they just sauce-less
  • hah, calm before the storm, middle of hurricane, don't gotta spell it out, do I? shit...
  • put you beneath the ground for all to see, lungs filled with dirt, you coughin'/coffin
  • handle big business like paperwork, stay in my cubicle cookin up the work, day at the office
  • frozen solid, sike, raw talent too ill for you, give you a disease, make you meet heaven's chorus
  • and just like that, outta sight, outta mind, like I'm gonna/gunna forget I wrote it
  • blood runnin' through my veins, watch how I body Cs
  • photosenthisysin' bout the mitosis, split rounds in the field, got heat tipped seeds
  • flow bleed through the page like a menstrual disease, call it inktometrosis, the way I body beats
  • but ya don't body shit, ya can't body me, pop the lock like a locksmith, now watch how I body G
  • they think they fuckin' with me, tell em stop fuckin' with the weed
  • see this glock, but that shit ain't sparkin', it's stuck on safety, can't squeeze
  • this nigga claim he a dime a dozen, but I got my quarter back in the breeze
  • dystopian society in silent hill, they lost in the fog while I-(hollup, quit playin' with em)
  • niggas claim they got frequency, they just lost in the static
  • standin on ten toes like I pattened the patek, time slowed on me, and they still can't catch it
  • I rep it and set it, like a wedding in heaven, angelic flow, finna marry the setup
  • I do my dance, let the money rain down like...
  • vv
  • 4eal

DEFENDER'S RAP

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  • Ay, got the challenge, looks like I been summoned back here?
  • But I ain’t need black magic to fight ya, you is not somethin’ I fear.
  • I mean, I ain’t the Kansas City Chiefs, and on that note, I don’t gotta cheat either.
  • These bars, being blasted, everyone finna hear ‘em on the speaker.
  • An invite? I won’t decline, c’mon, let’s fight, let’s throw hands.
  • Make it out victorious, I finna be smokin’ on that KRT pack.
  • Head to the kitchen, Culinary Genius like Gordon Ramsay, chef be cooking.
  • Give ‘em Kitchen Nightmares, pull out a knife, red is what you be lookin’,
  • At. When I been in for 2 months, I was constantly shatterin’ hopes and dreams.
  • Been a top dawg then, rep built up on lyrically destroyin’ geeks.
  • Cookin’ opps left and right, dissing is what I define.
  • Glory, now I step back into the game one more time.
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  • Shit, is he boutta freestyle?
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  • (Freestyle)
  • Call me the Grim Reaper, superior and high-achiever, fighter causin’ slaughter.
  • Gettin’ hotter like a space heater, cause a fever, can’t even be saved by a preacher.
  • Become a rappin’ teacher and school you, it may be holy, but water ain’t gonna save yo tongue.
  • Lunge at you wit’ words, I’m a lyrical assassin, maybe it is was massive, but you won’t catch me
  • Lackin’, tap in, just imagine and envision a beast full of precision and lyricism, not Eminem,
  • But I hit RP platinum. rhythm full of venom, rhymin’ while you shakin’, fakin’ it but you ain't,
  • Makin’ it, take it for granted, send ya to another planet, take yo challenge, hit you harder than,
  • A mallet, got talent? Automatic and psychopathic, leave you flabbergasted, but not my homies,
  • Don’t even need change, I ain’t dynamic, dammit, hit you like the Titanic, fallin’ to the Atlantic,)
  • Have it, support of the masses, flame so powerful, it’s almost satanic, keep on expandin’,
  • I do damage, something you can’t manage, Imma savage and ravage, send ya into a panic,
  • Rapid damage, havoc, actin’ frantic, but before it already started, the L is what you been handed.

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