~Rules~
1.no crew
2.no hate
3.no dickridin
4.15 lines
5.u spit first

yo check in den drop yo shit
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fucked it up

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checked in with this kid ta heat up this battle only to tell you ya cant win /
spit the inferno words that physical damage ya body by meltin ya skin /
decrease ya vocab from 20 words to ten, rip out ya vocal cords and choke you till ya die /
this verse is not a lie- the way i put the cross hairs on ya heart and stick a needle in your eye /
inject the venomous visions ta blur ya sights /
more deadlier than my pit dawg- i do more than bite /
ya fight to your last breath so i snatch ya lungs /
conflicting more damage than you ever expected /
im like the unholy ghost that always becomes reserected /
carve away your torso with my gauge, show my blades /
close in on this cat like he was claustrophobic in many ways /
shit on this kid with every line i write /
so i'll end ya life quick- tell god i was polite /

holla

where did you go dog?
holla first uppin.......................................
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iight i'm herre give me like 10 min
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what u add subtracts like backwards mathematics//
I treat rap like gymnastics, backflip over wack shit//
ya lack wits to matchmy lyrical tactics wit this miraculous cats spits//
sorry to get graphic but suck my fat dick down to the last drips//
dig a grave for ya flow with this fantastic classic//
ya shit couldn’t spring back ta life if it had an elastic casket//
i aint perceivin a reason for you to remain breathin//
the shit u conceivin aint even brain teasin let alone pleasin//
ya been deceived if ya believe there’s relief for the pain I induce//
the ruthless truths I produce scoop dukes right out they boots//
the rapture captures cats who rap casually and makes ‘em casualties//
spit lyrical ballistics turn y’all to tragic statistics and tallied fatalities//
sounds like ya copped a gown cap plaque and degree at Wack Rapper Academy//
prolly got a contract and salary to be on the staff faculty//
ya class is cancelled lesson plan dismantled when I fly off the handle I’m spittin flames like roman candles//
plus I’m exposin scandals like toes in sandals tell the world ya gray matters just a frozen mantel//


iight uppin 4 votes

uppin 4 votes
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uppin 4 votes
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smokey

checked in with this kid ta heat up this battle only to tell you ya cant win /
spit the inferno words that physical damage ya body by meltin ya skin /
-not throwin punches
decrease ya vocab from 20 words to ten, rip out ya vocal cords and choke you till ya die /
this verse is not a lie- the way i put the cross hairs on ya heart and stick a needle in your eye /
-a needle in his eye...???..lackin punches
inject the venomous visions ta blur ya sights /
more deadlier than my pit dawg- i do more than bite /
-more deadlier..pitiful grammer
ya fight to your last breath so i snatch ya lungs /
conflicting more damage than you ever expected /
im like the unholy ghost that always becomes reserected /
-lungs dont rhyme wit nuttin..flow is choppy
carve away your torso with my gauge, show my blades /
close in on this cat like he was claustrophobic in many ways /
-not a great punch
shit on this kid with every line i write /
so i'll end ya life quick- tell god i was polite /
wheres the punch

9 milli

what u add subtracts like backwards mathematics//
I treat rap like gymnastics, backflip over wack shit//
-not a good open
ya lack wits to matchmy lyrical tactics wit this miraculous cats spits//
sorry to get graphic but suck my fat dick down to the last drips//
-ur dick is drips..??..u didnt word this right
dig a grave for ya flow with this fantastic classic//
ya shit couldn’t spring back ta life if it had an elastic casket//
--???
i aint perceivin a reason for you to remain breathin//
the shit u conceivin aint even brain teasin let alone pleasin//
-PUNCH HIM..PLEASE
ya been deceived if ya believe there’s relief for the pain I induce//
the ruthless truths I produce scoop dukes right out they boots//
-WTF IS U TALKIN ABOUT
the rapture captures cats who rap casually and makes ‘em casualties//
spit lyrical ballistics turn y’all to tragic statistics and tallied fatalities//
-casually cassualities??
sounds like ya copped a gown cap plaque and degree at Wack Rapper Academy//
prolly got a contract and salary to be on the staff faculty//
-good setup..weak punch
ya class is cancelled lesson plan dismantled when I fly off the handle I’m spittin flames like roman candles//
plus I’m exposin scandals like toes in sandals tell the world ya gray matters just a frozen mantel//
--not great closer

vote--9 milli for throwin a punch..and his flow n wordplay was on

^w0rd..... vote 9mili

hit this up wit an honest vote.....i ned 1 mo vote to win..................
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...&threadid=66592

i vote 4 fuckin 9mill even tho i cant yet. yo he killed that opther kid. the other kds shit was wack as hell