you know the rules....droppin in a sec

Aight yo checkin 1, 2
Yo, I'm not a killa...but you betta not push me/
Call me a vibrator the way I shake this pussy/

Im not a bitch....i talk shit for fun/
You the type to act tough, talk shit then run/

You told me to spit first cuz in china its lunchtime/
So ima serve you like a lunchline/
You couldnt throw clever punches if you boxing with einstien/

*style switch*

When you see me on ya block ya better duck man/
I seen ya productions all right but ya lyrics suck man/

She didnt wanna swallow, but yet she fakes b/
Thats why when you kiss your girl man....you can taste me/
your wack man you wont do shit to me/
Ive already got cats i dont even know sayin Flawless Victory

Ying is bout ta merk this Newbe
But yo whyteblazer that was a tight verse
but Ying can do better
no offense

good luck ying

holla back at ya whitenigga

God damn people can't you get this, Im american bitch, by the way you suck to mush to pull a style switch//
Im a fucken mastermind the way that I flow, my rhymes are like scary movies bitch, they make your ass twitch//
Bitch trying to say that he better then me, dude I can rap better then you while Im licking your mom and takeing a pee//
Ill send you ass back to when you was a baby, put you little ass on a slide an make you say "Whee"//
Comeing on strong is a thing you don't do very well, I should jjust sbe your pimp, slap you, and send you to hell//
Do you have a dick or a pussy, well by the way that your rappin it must be a pussy, oh well, I dought anyone will tell//
Your secrets safe with me, I won't tell anyone that you stuck that vibrater in your moms pussy//
You must of read that shit in Emergency fourm, that's why you switch style from your moms pussy to your dads tushy//
You wish you could elevate, but I am gonna degrate your ass until you wish you could master-debate my lines//
Im sick of you punk ass, your running out of time, Im laughing at your rhymes while sitting in the back of my car busting you girls hyme//
You need to learn to respect your elders, that's why you fucken you grama in the back of the 8 Mile shelter//
I don't even need to go on to merk your silly ass, just remember, don't stick foreign objects up your moms ass//

Uppin............

like i said Ying can whoop that shit
Ying you took it homie
better flow
punchlines
metephors

holla back at ya whitenigga
**don't worry WhyteBlazer, i'm not hatin juss Ying got flow**

Damn dude put that shit into a poll vote so we can kick this shit off.........
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ying killed this kat, reasons stated above by whitenigga
yo ying hit a battle up from my sig............................................... .................................................. ..............

i dunno.....good battle......but mom jokes are overused......anyways uppin for votes............................................. .................

Dude, the mom jokes are never overused, they are pure classics, all good rappers know that, I am one of the few that use them though.

YING RIPPED HIM DA FUCK UP!!!1
betta punch and flow

vote-ying

yo hit dis up fo me
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...0635#post570635

ying took this with better punches. both were about equal in terms of flow and vocab.
vote: ying
sorry i can't poll vote

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early man walked away
as modern man took control
their minds weren't all the same
and to conquer was their goal
so he built his great empire
and he slaughtered his own kind
he died a confused man
killed himself in his own mind

we're only gonna die for our own arrogance
that's why we might as well take our time

Dman, thanks for all the support people, but I need poll votes to beat this dude, so please poll vote if you are able to, thankls.

i don't know some of your shit was corny ying and momma disses are played out in my opinion although i throw one in every once in awhile........................i think ying still gets my vote for better punchlines

Thanks for the vote dude, alright people come on, vote on this shit rihgt here.
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