Alwayz Come Second?Naw Mayne Im Alwayz In Da Lead
HAve Ya "Hoppin" 4 Cover,When I Hit Up Ya Block N Make It Bleed
That Virgin Linez Played Out!Mayne Retire From Spittin Weak
Cuh That Whole Verse You Spit Was DEMOLISHED Last Week ( @ Ecko-d)

Cant compete, ghost? i aint an acrephiliac but ill fuck you up anyway n leave this hoax
Watch the dead croacks, as like porno rip offs im quick to bust-ghost....lol

The guy on ur sig is Dizzee Rascal
An hes all Garage you stupid Asshole
So be quiet kid u dont know what ur Sayin
U spit so much shit ur teeth are Decaying
Just like a untrue fan u follow everyone Else
Support whoevers winning which'll never be urself

No Wonder U Dont Wanna Battle, KID Check Ur Flava
Put U In Ur Place Quicker Than Teachers 4 ''Bad Behaviour''
Loggin Off Da Sitez Ur Saviour, Call U ''Shine Box'' Cuz U ''Take Spitz''
Ur Makin Hits? Thinkin Ya Sick?
Well I Guess Chokin & Livin Here Iz Wat Happenz 2 ''A-Dick''[addict]
Hope Ur Not Asthmatic, Cuz I'm Bout 2 ''AIR U OUT'' Kat
=Put Ur Lungs Onna Resperater=
Comas & Cyphers, Guess Ur ''Da King'' Cuz Datz Where Ur ''FLATLINES-AT''

Bitch talks shit to newbies and begginers..
Rolled wit more crews than i had hot dinners..
The way your sig looks, the truth contradicts..
Rollin with 6feet, but rock LL in your sig..
Ecellence, only time your own level..
Is in adobe photoshop when you add an outer bevel..

keyed 1

"Makin hits"? What u talkin about Dyke
Makin shit up to make ur rhyme sound Right
So are u a Guy or a Chick?
Cuz all u seem to rhyme about is Dicks
Ill have ur head spinnin like a Turbine
O and this is Rapbattles not a Flirt-Line

your a faded mic cause u cant rap worth a shit//
every time u loose u throw a fit
if u think your all dat then y dont u battle someone//
or r u chicken and all you do is poke fun
fuck dude, r u scared your record will be zero one
you need to be taught a lesson, i bet your mom can woop ur ass//
you should look in the mirror or some glass
your some guy who could never make it and come here//
go home, smoke a joint, and drink some beers
in your own eyes you may be good, but your a loser
go committ suicide cause dats your only way out//
go home to your momma and pout
you aint no fatal factor of rap, and you dont belong//
maybe you should quit rappin and go write a song

if dis dont take u away I bet a Herse will
He 'bites bars' when he got time to waste like 'snicker commercials'
think u hard then i'll like a candle to each arm
so even if i was a bicycle u still couldnt 'Handle' These 'Bars'

1-5? im suprised u've won Once
14 lines and not even 1 Punch
Ive lost 0 and uve lost 5 Times
Think 1 day u may elevate, but i see no Signs
Face-it ur just Basic u spit so much shit u can almost Taste-it
A little advice dont fight me witha mic u still got life so dont Waste-it
Stop fakin u aint gotta spit a good Verse-ta-be Big
But a guy like u belongs in a Nursery Kid

^^ that was to Bradley_Thomas ^^

Call em a throw away,That! right there is nothin but trash!
You cant blend in,we too bright,YOu standin there always gon' clash.
U 2 easy tah look over............ur style is pathetic!
Call em a push over.........tha way u clear ur account shouldve said it
I know you like stayin on tha low..... plottin snitch!!
Fuck son'n this nigga,He ah Hoe...I oughttah make em my Bottom bitch!


Really?......

I clap macs and crack backs til ya drop//
Cold steel? i clap gats til its hot//

wow that was whack..
you exspect to be a rapper with shit like that??
i got bars to take you down...
tyson fight, your out first round.
my yrics is like putting the silencer on the trepound
bury you young and fresh then ill toss you a crown
just so you can be the king of the underground

This dudes like an old oreo... straight rotten...
He say he put the silencer on... he ain't poppin...
Your rhymes are like a cookie... soft on the inside...
Talking hard isn't helping you... because me and my dudes ride...
Beat your ass all by my self... im surrounded by lyrical wealth...
These words are deadly... like an std thier bad for your health...
And now you getting rusted now like an old toy on the shelf...

hey eco-d you may not have but you havnt won either//
you remind me of that guy from seether//
gay as hell and cant rap worth a shit//
guy, you cant even get one tit//
correction, you can get your moms//
hey guys, no lie, this guy wears a thong//
this guy cant sing, let a lone rap//
bitch, sit down on your dadies lap//
go cry to moma, dont diss on my score//
your havnt even battled, so fuck off whore//

ur sig is too damn big.....

Just imagine"ah cypher wit no free postin?"
Just emcees roastin..This Lame ass rap version of Billy Ocean!
Silly,but Im toastin tah niggaz and I aint talkin bout champagne.
Puttin snipes on a nigga and I aint talkin bout no campaign
NO promo,just straight lead...bustin headz!
leave you and ur cousin dead,Now really can you trust what U read?
Naw!!...like me believe'n U got skills?
Now really?..thats like sayin white folks dont pop pills!

didnt have much tah draw from..."Damn Free Postin bitches!"(LmaO!)

I can't stop laughin at him, and that was at his ^^ best bar..
And your wack, if ya sigs 1/2 the the skill of wot ya text are..
And your off par call me a cig, the way i fill ya lungs with tar..
And you couldnt roll wit me and LL............if you were a car!!
And dont you fucking dare clap back you stupid fucking bitch..
And your strugglin coz that little sig^..................................
..............................................Is the same size as ya dick!!

This muskrat lookin chump tellin nuthin but quick lies.
You must be gay?...tha way "U" worried bout my dick size!
Laughin ur ass off...take that literally or is that a figure of speech?
Tha way he bitin LL,I dont know if he human or this niggaz ah leech!
Gawn preach ta tha choir...just listen when he speakin!
an tha last time you clap back was after givin tha reach around tah ah deacon!


^^^look at his sig...Ole Unemployed Kurupt lookin muthafuckah!Hah!^^

You think you a beast?...Kid you a Lame-Savage
I Make-Panic, When i Spray-Matics
He's 3-1 cuz 3 of his opponents were Brain-Damaged

Like a sword my lines are slashing-you...
If you wana win you gona have to start blastin-soon...
You the best... you must be tripping so nigga pass the shrooms...
Cuz im down to get fucked up... or should i say do the fucking...
We straight bucking... like crime mobb we bout to start knucking...
So if you feelin me then you must be real i see...

yo im'a finish you off^^^^

yo look what this lyrical/
mirical/
did to you given you/
critical/
idividual/
invincible/
spiritual/
ritual/
pitiful /
pain to ya temple/
its simple/

This vet will beat this snitch saying ur iller when?
Because NETS rapped around my dick like lonely fishermen

just cuzz he got a lil crew this nigga thinks he big/
i leave this faget smoked like tha chinese man in my sig/
dont forget it i split cha wig and put it in tha frig/
leave it ice-cold wit cha skull next to it/

no beef yo seriously

Ya verse was packed wit wackness, not even a metaphor
and the crew you be dissin, is the one u tryed out for.....
its like ur made of paper the way am rippin u to bits........
give up, the whole of rv is a critic of your spits..............
and you clappin at fam alows this peace to be breached..
and ya punches dont just miss me, they barely evn reach

40 second key!

Dudes WACK!..grab his license and get this bastard revoked!
Cuz the only hot lines you have is when you mix battery acid wit coke.
Daubs ah joke...4 real!,Just look at his text game!
Sounds like ah bitch,I guess Ciara didnt have that sex change?
Fucked up net name,I guess it match's his skill..
Really,How you plan on shootin back if ur weapons concealed!(if he has skills I dont see it!!)


No beef,Just Bar-B'Q!!...Really!?!

blast'n like an assasin/
wit tha mac-10/
drinkin a glass of jin/
bout to make yo ass a has-been/
tha past-tense/
all they seen was a black benz/
wit glass tints/
niggas aint seen his ass sense/
or betta yet i drop em' on top of a helicopter/
let it chop em'/
into liquid/
so i can mop em'/
motha fucka/

Cmon RV.. stop laughin hes just 'Nother Emcee in Trainin
But go on with your stupidity, its quite entertaining
My flows contageious, catchin it like the common cold
Id rhyme multisyllibically,u wouldnt comprehend, ur 14 years old


ehh im tired fuck it

looks like your spitten metal.. you a hip hop rebel?
so get off the tools... cuz your still not on the level
i hate wacks, losers n trans, but your spams worse
n if hes in training.. then stop mockin his damn verse
look at your text, how could you think your nice..!
diss me..? thats a split decision.. so i hope ya think twice

Ya missin-the-point-when Im flippin-ya-joints-in/
Ill have you scared to open ya mouth like kids at Dentist-apointments/
Finish-ya-boys-then Im comin straight at you with lower-respect/
Im showin-the-techs and shootin quicker than Im over-ya-text/
You in over-ya-head like Midgets playin pool-sports/
Ya rap tools-short like the breath of basketball players runnin full-court/

Quick Key

simply-connectin-ya-words, only means ya respected by herbs
ya your flow constantly blows... like vacuums owned by nerds
you'll get repeatedly attacked, then beaten n smacked...
only needed to write one word, n i knew this cretin was wacked
get some new concepts, dont dare try n text off that nonsense
shit i wouldnt call you wired, if shredded you along a long fence.!

Man I got-guys-frontin, matter of fact I got-guys-runnin/
Cuz my minds-lit to make ya spine-itch (Spinach) like Popeyes-stomach/
One point-and-ya-dead, come on man its gonna take alot more for ya joint-to-be-read/
You actually supposed to diss me, like "needless seamstress" you missed the "Point-of-this-thread"/

u cant play i,i aint gota say why but fam ur a gay guy..
he's madd cuzz girls pass em by & dont tell "J-Hi*gh*"...

marv you missed our battle fam.... :huh:

gotta be the wackest shit ive read in a long time.
.
look, its said that a little knowledge is a dangerous thing.
so ya your harmless.. hence the lame stupidity you bring..!
.
owned

Its s'pose to be 6 lines minimum
i see alotta n00bs an Daz is Killin-em
But thats the only way he can win, an hes been in the game so long
No one his own skill has challenged him, (18-3)u'd expect him to be good well ur wrong
Jus like Jay-Z bin in it too long thinkin ur rhymes r Crazy
But i tower over u cuz im the Daddy and ur still the Baby

Is this guy really serious? you must be kiddin-me/
U cant count the steps Im ahead of you like legless cinapeeds/
Its finna-be mass destruction when Im on this faggot-Ackrite/
Learn how to act-right, couldnt "be on top of High" standing on a crack-pipe/
I snatch-mics, quicker than I can snatch-ya-CZ's/ (them Cubics in ya ear)
And you BET not BET against me like "blacks-on-tv's"/

"Start" and "Dogs" rhyme? U must have 1 fucked up Accent
Guess it suits ur fucked up Face and long hair like Michael Jackson
How'd u manage to ballance ur Ass on ur Shoulders?
So ugly know ur still a virgin even if u aint Told-us
Ackrite watch u dont Break a Nail ur actin too Rough
Rap aint 4 u, like a girl u should be hangin round the Mall an Stuff

^^^ for Ackrite ^^^