Ill-Mental vs MOuntain King
 

you spit first
3 - 0 = KO or first to 3
15 - 20 lines
no crew votes
no hater votes

i heard u was poppin that shit//
yea u won round 1 but my endurance is so sick//
i come back like when rocky fought apollo//
and ur chances this time is like the New York lotto//
i peeped your game so i know what u about//
all u do is take dick and lick the edge of your mouth//
like the bitches i fucked..im leavin u stuck//
talk bout towel heads but u scared of us//
i got the Al Samood//
the blood on my sword should prove//
imma vet when it comes to tools//
your rhymes more like the blues//
i spit fire at ur watered down flow//
next time u cross that bridge it might jus blow//
plus i twist only twenties of haze//
while u buy dimes that are the size of tres//
u get beat from kids around your way//
u the type if u copped from me//
i slap ya face and take last of ur money......

i'll spit when i get home from school

uppin

yo i cant vote because i want to know if you gonna be in my crew

yea im in

what you mean uppin? you cant vote yet i havent spit yet

I Cant vote but you goin to get thrown a beatin

you in my crew and you hating on me?

LOL ILL MENTAL....sqaush that...YO go to subform.............


And add yo Aim...so we can stay in touch

When you gonna learn son, you just cant rap\\
wish for some rhymes for christmas, when you sit on santas lap\\
now you in a crew, so you think you a big bad thug\\
well yo crew aint shit, yall been swept under the rug\\
a bunch of fuckin outcasts, who cant fuckin spit\\
didnt make it into the WaR LordS, because i popped you like a zit\\
homie you dont gotta lie, about fuckin no bitches\\
cause the only girl you ever seen, is your self in the mirror while you washin dishes\\
you just a little wannabe, who wishes he could compete\\
but when it come to battles, his rhymes are obsolete\\
i have a good idea, why dont you just quit?\\
you'll never ever gain the talent, to write a decent spit\\
and its cool if you wanna go ahead and spit some fire\\
because of the fact i'll keep on comin back, like i was michael myers\\
im unstopable like yo fat momma, when she want some food\\
i got a lyrical airstrike on its way, fuck your al-samood\\
so after this battle, ill get the win, and then be 4-2\\
just a little cock jockey, you and your weak ass crew\\

uppin

ill - better punches, better flowz

vote = ill-mental

thx man, uppin

uppin