baKn~Ruckus [vs] Piddy Pete
 

Ayt, simple rules
u spittin firs,
3-0 for ko
no dr, shit votes
drop yur shit by tonight

holla

The only way you winning is if you pay your boys to start c I’ll leave you so bashed up your avatar will stop~smilin//
I don’t have at “bust your throat” at “choke~ya”, like “crack” I’ll “smoke~ya”//
I’ll “leave you wit nothing” like we was playin “strip poker”//
You’re so “keen to start losin”, looks like you even “rushed~your~name”//
Such~a~lame, even if he played “snakes n ladders” he still couldn’t “up~his~game”//
I’m like a “riddle” the way I “outwit~him”, he’s so “suicidal” his “wrist tried at slit~him”//
he’s a "loner" if he was “camouflaged” he still wouldn’t “fit~in”, you’re a “true vet”?? only way he’s getting noticed is by sayin a newbie bit~him//
Start the 'fire'// ma 'clientel', use petrol as threating and clutch burning rubber attire//
still a 1st gear flighter// im an automatic 6 speed Royce, even ma leather dashboard enuf to frighten ya//
ya illest raps~considered, if wackness was mental, you’d be a lunatic~son, my spitz~stun, while ya siccness is fiction like crack fiends fightin addiction//

AIGHT DONE BATTLE BACK SOON

yo, before u hit yur first key i was already winnin,
look here kid, im unstoppable, u shud quit grinnin,
my flows so pure, yurs is fiction,
u dont event exist,
your too rooky son, my rhymes aint for exhibition,
you're so afraid of em you wanna sign a petition,
ta take em outta the streets so dey cant hauntcha,

woops shit, lemme redo dat cuz i fuckin pressed reply. on accident sum how lol



yo, before u hit yur first key i was already winnin,
look here kid, im unstoppable, u shud quit grinnin,
my flows so pure, yurs is fiction,
u dont event exist, u need a new prescrition,
the medicine they feedin ya aint workin,
your too cocky son, ure ta quick ta start jerkin,
you're so afraid of em you wanna sign a petition,
ta take em outta the streets so dey cant hauntcha,
but wutcha gonna do, wen dey come after ya an u cant run away,
i kno yur shits prewritten, y u swing dat away,
prolly usin the same thing infinite times,
every dude u go against, wit the same damn rhymes,
put i dont wanna listen to the generic version of diddy,
piddy pete, u had sum ill shit, but couz u still aint witty.

damn i fucked up o well..

Yo man that som ugly shit u got there RUCKAS well lets see the votes