freestyle 1on1

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freestyle 1on1

everytime i spit the lyrics they're like bullets when they tag you, thats a dumb move from you to respond to my diss, im dope but mean when it comes to murdering my opponent in a rap battle it be sick with the punchlines cuz you be lying king that shows that you scarred im that type of rapper that will shrug your hits off like its nothing blow a wordplay sicker than your words switching stance's positions like freaking fighter i fight with the pain, and you deal with your thoughts but you talking all that bullshit left you without common sense like a dot aim at your chest I'm a fighter that will swing jabs at red dawn But before I issue your Ticket to an embarrassing loss i need myself some gold digging chicks who thinking they will steal my shit but i stole your heart damn, i get these motherfuckers asking me where i live like if you wanna catch palms i be ready, if you a pussy you run wit yo crew don't worry son im your father stay at home or else you don't wanna see what imma do to your friends alright i won't even get them a Towel when i had them busted open hit three Punches to his cranium its crazy cuz people wanna fix things with violence, but they're the ones getting beaten up you can freestyle but i got the delivery and the flow this is a massage to yall who tryna challenge me im one of those dominant rappers, like if you pop me you could dropped as soon as you swing blazing music has that battle rap style to it even the microphone was burning in flames im like the microwave leave you boxed it then start to heating you bitch like i would like to invite you to the barbecue, sike your the one whos getting barbecued with the flames put sauce on it cuz im on fire today, ill smoke you and your crew test my words cuz they be exaggerated like the blood the flows out of your wound get cut off you trash you couldn't even spit off the dome flowing on beat it's my first name my last name it's ill body you so hard you Will need to leave with a black eye saying damn i didn't know it was going too far I love rap but all you trash mumbling rappers better duck off cuz im bringing that old rap back where people was accepting the L's and showing respect but now its all you cocky bozos sneaking for the shot you ain't strong not even big body enough to go on and take on a battle against me remember im that one motherfucker who scholled yo ass like you was my student i still hit the body yo, yeah heat boy blazing out

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