THE BATTLE TAPES

RapFame era, Feb 2021 – Aug 2024 · Freestyle tape A

Freestyle / Battle

Best-of verse

I blow your bitch's brains out into space —
you still wearing them Air Force Ones, I'm onto Space Force Twos.
I keep the flight flowing, puffing rockets of weed, still like doc's orders.
I got bars like rats inside an awful smell —
bars y'all don't even write, I could tell,
that's why your freestyles sound half as shit.
Your mama my daughter, so I guess that makes me grandpa;
I killed you before the match, so I'm nauseous
listening to old disses you've made.
Fort Knox, drop a bomb on 'em, talking trash from the wayside,
down out his ass — I got all year, and leap ones. Bars.
Good morning, Vietnam — clip.
I won't comply with not one of your lies;
you opps need to jump off my dick before it could be you who gets popped.
I'm just kidding. It's rap. Relax. I'm trash.

Strongest raw bars (verbatim)

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