Battles KRT vs MCStingray
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4eal
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CHALLENGER'S RAP
- stingray, claim he keep that stinger on 'em, but it's just kids play
- check-up, put this metal to ya skull, call it an X-ray
- I'ma keep it short, sharp, and to the point, like it's a switchblade
- watch how I cut through the bullshit, put the knife to ya facade (yah)
- lyricism too complex, bars overflow his brain, finna have an existential crisis
- this nigga always cappin', covered in his lyin' like he applyin' some isis
- full metal jacket, point the block at ya face and apply fiber to ya eyelids
- you talk shit, I let the blick speak, like it lost it's voice, quiet cuz it's firin' silenced
- you talk tuff, but we all know you full of shit, need humira to hold you together
- you ain't on nun, you a baby, sippin' on similac instead of lean, you a bed wetter
- you ain't doin' nun, tryna fill the shoes of the best, but you ain't built to be a big steppa
- you ain't won nun, claimin' you bring the rain and the thunder, but don't rep win weather
- before this rap shit was even my thing, I was pushin' plates, call that shit beef, boy
- bullet barrage like a boomerang, bang the block and it buck back, this bitch got recoil
- this shit straight gas, masked up when I deliver, genocide of the beat, boy
- you got a problem with the shit I say, then come for the throne, take that shit up with me, boy
- every time you step up to the plate, I don't even notice one thing, no numerical value
- every time you step up to the plate, I know you gonna lose, predetermined doubt, dude
- harry lime, one of my niggas trappin' out in Kuwait, he cannot lose
- very tiring, how I'm doing you is criminal, but your response is so miniscule even the cops snooze
- yeah, roll the dice on how I'ma dice you up, call this division exponential, cuz you cut cubes
- erethral, you too delicate for this heat, give you a heat stroke, nigga I'm lethal (true)
- bitch niggas been filin' complaints cuz they realized I ain't soft like them, it's under review
- I swim with the sharks, nigga, this stingray couldn't leave a scratch on me if there was 100 of you
- (bah,) ran up all my baguettes, now they look like the eiffel tower
- comin' for the head, chop it off, now just arms and body
- claim they packin' lead, go ahead, just try and stop me
- if I send a battle request, don't ask if I'm finna be nice (look at my past-)
- ELAELLAEALA
- 4eal
DEFENDER'S RAP
- Now Im on this mic , call me poet laureate, get set, nah ready, fool you bout to get wet,
- I could step, quietly through your hood as I crept,
- So silent you could only your wife as she wept,
- She was upset, cause your life got taken when I cracked lead, you was a pussy man, 100 percent,
- Now you dead, and, all you could see was the red, while the feds take notes of how you got bled,
- I didn’t need to kill you, no I got enough bread, but when my life’s on the line, now i cause blood shed,
- Yo,
- My game is fucking sick g,
- While the cops turn the sirens on I will dip quickly,
- And if a faggot try to diss me,
- Ill put more holes in his ass than fucking Swiss cheese,
- The Stringray is mad violent,
- When I come through the block all you hear is fucking sirens wilding,
- You know that I’m on probation,
- So when I hear the cops I come fast like premature ejaculation,
- Rhyme creation, them dudes be hating,
- But I can tell that Satan is patiently waiting,
- To tempt me, but his offers they be empty,
- When I reject him, he start to resent me,
- But my potency is deadly,
- Cause when I’m on the block the tec g, is for my enemy