10-20 lines...

u spit first

no d/r or hate votes...

go...

u gonna do this or what????
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Lump this nigga up fa me fire and after you done ima merk his ass
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When you battling me you betta finish it,
When you flatline in the hospital, it sound like you going on the internet,
Nigga I been a wreck nervous,
Fucking wit me for living you must not have a purpose
Stepping to me ya dead wrong,
you must think you in a cartoon drawing shit in chalk zone,
And bitch I'm taking you by surprise,
and I had ya bitch last night and she said she was delightedby my size,
So hoe you know who it be the better MC,
But hoe it ain't you muthafucka its me

Holla Back!!!!

you dont know who ya messing with Chrome Banga... bitch.
gonna merk this kid... and u next Banga...


to check it.
You couldn't digest my lyrics if you ate 'Alphabet' soup for dinner//
Hard to stomach your rhymes compare to a 'not educated' acheiver//
Cause like a beattle, filled wit juice, to beat you, I just gotta stomp you once//
You couldn’t throw stone-hard-punches if you were stoned on an ounce//
If Michael Jordan was your trainer, you'll still be throwing up bricks//
No tricks as I take it to the whole, wipe this floor, wit multiple dunk-hits//
You couldn't beat me if you used both your hands and long-range shots//
To beat pass my "block" your rhymes will need balls to "cross-over" my spot//
Coz your joint was tight but I smoked it and exhaled your word in fume//
Impale your world and resume to bring the due doom to this lyrical room//
i'll cut u down to pieces and dispose u in a lake//
Your weak raps break like a girl who got played, see this whimper-shake//
Tarnished my lyrics with weak rhymes as you fall deeper into looking-lame//
You couldn't reverse this loss if you were a parapaligic at the Olympic games//

peace...
uppin

that shit was tight merk that nigga!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Dat nigga Marcianno's Garbage
U murked that nigga Fire
A yo Marcianno battle me next
U hoe ass nigga
AIGHT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Holla at the Clip

Let's go fo sum .../.........../........
Man I thought you was tight......
But yo blue jeans is....(damn)
Nigga set it up when you wanna die (bitch)

i choosed straight fire he merked u and he still wrote shorter lines then u
vote= straight fire
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!

this is some bullshit..

why all of a sudden a bunch of newbs are voting for themselves in all of their battles???

did all of the 8th graders decided to join and dick ride ???

my verse was betta yo..recognize...
maybe u such a dumbass u didnt undestood my wordplay

Marcianno Killed This Shit...Punches And Flow..Everything Was Better

Vote=Marcianno

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Thanx NOiz.... at least someone here knows about text battling........
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uppin for votes............................................. .............................
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Fuck all yall hoes nigga
You don't know from rappin to singing.....
And check ya self ya punk ass mudafucka
Talkin about vote for me and i'll return the favor
Punk ass bitch