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Don't think any suckaz really realized

Gotta remind you bastards why they call me Queen

I'm the dominance, literal sound of the scene

I rush like a tiger, roar like a lion

All these other fuckaz could only be tryin

I don't need to prove it in battle, tho you want? Come and get it

Queen DeVille vs Machine my next hit

I'm sure your lines are almost predictable

While my lines, arrivin like a miracle

Your guns'll backfire, yo you better stay cautious

Cause I unsigned checks in the office

Ain't afraid to use my possessions at a robot

This ain't Transformers, just take it to the parkin lot

This is Detroit, ain't nothing but criminal

But it ain't nothin to me but a pinnacle

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School's in children, time to ring the bell

I've been brought forth, rising from the gates of hell

My mission is simple, and my intention is clear

I'm steppin' up, gonna win "Playa o' the Year"

 

The sheet you spit can't hit at all like my wit

Bustin' lines of rhymes every time I simply feel like it

Better say your prayers and make peace with your devil

Because I'm taking this sheet to a whole new level

 

Gotta dust off my things, bust out my box of tricks

Show some real fuckin' rhymes to these weak-ass hicks

A music magician, the one and only Yui

Abracadabra, so far ahead you can't even see me

 

I'm here not to battle, and not to beg peace

Just to show who's the king who can drop the gold beats

Were I to fight, you know I'd be winnin'

But I ain't here to fight, so get the funk out my kitchen

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Imma bring in the guns, call it 2nd amendment
Cuz when I battle rap, you know I ain't pretending
That's a big block of text just for you to make a point
The only time you burn is when you're smoking a joint
Your as blunt as what you smoke, you goddamn joke
This bloke thinks he's dope. Can't even hit the right note
So putrid and ugly, it's like you're a barbarian
You got beef? I ain't scared. Son, imma vegetarian
You're nothing, you're delusional. You need some help
And your waifu? Not real. You've been banging yourself
You and your BK stackers are as good as dead meat
The only hood you've ever been in is Sesame Street

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Striker... take your own advice.

Sit down ... and pay the price.

All you're doin here is rollin dice.

Hopin to make a rhyme that can suffice.

 

Now i think im being nice.

Doin the same rhyme, simple as rice.

I told you im not a rapper, so stop scratchin yo lice.

Dont start scurming for a come back either... you remind me of a pack of hungry mice.

...

Word

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Moove b****, I don't know what you herd

You ain't got s*** against me when it comes to written word

If you're stepping up it'll be an udder disaster

You're messing with the one true rap master

I've got a steak in this and now you'll see

What it's like to be schooled by a real OG

 

 

 

(I dunno how many of these I'll do but I just couldn't resist)

Edit: damn censors.

Edit pt 2: mfw I auto-correct my pun

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They say rap battles are a slow process,
Bars are tough to digest,
But me? I've got nothing but time,
These corny rhymes they're spitting, I would pray for thee,
But God i'll do you one better and slay these cats faithfully,
I've got rhymes to spare, so I guess i'll make it rain,
The pen cuts deeper than any diamond blade this pain,
Is unorthodox, but slowly fading,
My memory is forever tainted.
I've wasted enough, on these cats and hoes.
Cause even every season rolls around,
But time never goes

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Well first came Striker, then came Yui

Anger so hard must've triggered one a Uzi

Silly fuckaz in emotion, full of 8 Ball

Here I am on the throne, 10 feet tall

Dae still kissing ass and the robot's imitatin

The cow speaking tough but he only word baitin

funk the opponent's you ain't knowin what I'm holdin

The Queen live, in effect, and got the rap game rollin

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There is only one ass I plan on kissin'

She be dissin', missin', pissin' me off.

Lil' Queen, on her knees, that's the dream

Beggin' for me, simply seductively.

funk! See? It's already picture perfect.

Babe, get wrekt. I'm easily erect.

I don't want to rap. It's lame.

I want to know about your mouth game.

 So once you finish me, I'll kiss ass.

Just don't be fast, let's make it last.

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Im sorry Deville but i just aint bowin.

You see, TheRpgMinx in town.

And she aint just rollin.

You got peasents, shes got demons.

You think yo so tough... then why you steamin.

 

Ya ive seen you round.

But are you really bound,

To take me down?

Threw just sound?

You'll need a hell hound...

 

I may not have style, i may be bland,

But lets face it... your kingdom is made of sand.

Constructed by toddlers to pass the time.

Let me ask you, you hear that chime?

 

The sound of me winning... of a new beginning?

Its Devil not DeVille, the one with power.

Go home... and take a shower.

As of now its all hickary dickary.

Do you hear it now? Its sweet victory...

 

(Reading back i swear it is the cheasiest thing ive read lol)

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Go on and take that to the street, you hear that?

That's the sound of a hard ass gat

You talk about the dream, well I talk about the steam

You just sucking it down while I gettin tha cream

Cash rules everything around me, but I'm above it all

Method Man never told me how you would fall

Count your lines Dae, finish them, it's sets of 4

10 lines? Bullshit, can't do more?

That only shows how you're a sucker, soon a sucka in the past

The time of so many rappers like you went by so fast

Vanilla Ice describes your style while I'm hardcore bumpin

I'll watch and wait for the vomit you're dumpin

Dank I'll just give 4 lines to you

But I only need 2 for what I'm bout to do

Step off the throne, ain't no love in the city

Don't speak of the Devil, he'll make of you such a pity

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niggas writing 10 words per minute

by the time you're done i've composed a sonnet

im victoria's secret

war child of africa

500 bullets per second

sending you home with abrachia

ya neck wasn't a criteria

bulimia coming straight from bolivia

my bombs drop harder than hiroshima

yall dug ditches for yourselves

mass graves

on top of my caves

we keep it lengthy

my clique never shaves

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The crown is already mine, didn't you see how I rhyme ?
You're down with every line, a new groupie about to resign
After my major vibrator penetrates you in the anus, shameless
I'm naughty by nature, elevated while you aimless, stainless

I might look like a Barbie but you sure ain't no Ken
I'm more of a Bonnie, but lyrical, twist it all, give me a pen
Yes I did it again, Made you look like I'm the MAN
And I got to understand that secretly, you're a fan

Just let out a moan, groan. Let's get in the zone.

You. Me. In bed. I'm king, and that's my throne.

They'll be steam. It's my name you'll scream.

I'm hipster. Doing you is definitely not mainsteam.

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