Maku JaiiLiin vs. China Doll 2nd round(The crow story:)
 

well i recently downloaded a beat, Jay Z-meet the parents instrumental, and it made me come up with a whole story. sit back and enjoy. listen to it while you read this, if you can get tha beat.

rules:
6 line minimum, unlimited max.
first to 5 votes.
the 3-0 rule is in effect.
no crew votes, dickrydin, hatin and etc.

Can you see the scars on my flesh/ the blood forced from my veins/
Near-fatally wounded, prayin for the end of this pain/
My spirit floats in preparation for my ascension to Christ/
But the mind of a survivor keeps me attached to this life/
Because of my many enemies, my head comes wit a price/
Someone almost cashed in on it recent, in a lyrical fight/
Locked in battle, I battled her, mistook her for trife/
She looked to be nice, till she revealed a blade in her lines/
Stabbed me slashed at me, the attack admittedly had me/
In a state of near death, till I waited for death gladly/
But the pain of loss was used to my advantage/
And granted me another life, left on this earth still standing/
Now I stand reanimated, walking a breathing corpse/
The crow soaring above me, keeping my eyes on this doll/
The grave awaits the weak, like bed sheets to the tired, for that I never sleep/
Prepared my death bed in the throne, where my head will rest in peace/
I entered into her room, crept up the crow on my shoulder/
Began to unfastened my weapon of choice from it’s holster/
Post up by the head of her bed, caressed her head and her neck/
She sleepin so peacefully, unknowing in short moments she’s dead/
Clamped one hand on her mouth, silenced her screams/
Ripped her clothes off of her body, while takin the belt off from my jeans/
Saw the tears rolls from her pupils, watched her plead with her eyes/
I could hear the pain in her voice, when I penetrated her thighs/
Remorseless, I violated and raped her/
Saw her wishing that the fate of non existence would take her/
So many things flashed in my mind, while I muffled her speech/
Now rippin vaginal tissue, her midsection begins to bleed/
Not givin a fuck about wut monster she believes me to be/
She struggled beneath me so I beat her repeatedly with the handle part of the heat/
Felt her breath on my neck, her legs clamped around my back/
Salty tears dirty my shirt, she pleads for me to get back/
I finished, jumped off her quick/ reacted simple as this/
“Remorse is only for the weak, for you I’m saving a clip.”
Yanked her to her feet, brought knuckles down on her skin/
Broke her jaw with pistol whip, and continued till she wus bloody and ripped/
She stood fists clenched barely able to stand/
As I stood in front of her, smile on my face, pistol placed in my hand/
Wasted her in eight shots, smoke escaping my gun/
I walked next to her body, bloodied knocked over and hunched/
Knelt beside her, etched the crows name in her chest/
Pressed my lips to hers, simulating the kiss of death/

ok ok i gotta give it to u that was hot..............




us killaz are rollin like this/ we are a big risk/ so dont even bother to diss/ while you moving your lips/ we thinkin of ways to splatter your organs like gritz/ killaz are the only one you know that will cut open there mother's wrist/ just for mentioning a dirty spot on the car they missed/ killaz minds run counter-clockwise/ unlike the true human beings our spleans are green from the bluntz we smoke/ but niggaz that turn blue, are our victims we choke/ and they call them red-necks cause of the blood that spills, when we slice their throats/ killaz dont even bother, you dont pass the pipe/ you another nigga thats gonna be loosing his life/ we hang on the wire of "your last breathe"/ ticklin our enemies so they could fall to their death/ killaz are a not humans/ they're their own type of species/ we more chocolate then other niggaz, way more chocolate then Reese's/ we makin the priest visiting your house weekly/ cause we killin a member of your fam quickly/ and ya'll could ask Ripley, if you dont believe it or not/ and you cant get on our good side, cause we aint got one/ we waving a burner in front of everyone/ wit one pull everybody is done/ nobody can run, cause our heat covers more of the earth then the sun/


Point Blank, ChynaDoll , both comin at full speed/relevent niggas like me, dat be #1 & in da lead/2getha, FUBAR,we form 1 to create attention/
illness, I got meta4's & otha shit I dont even gotta mention/freestyle & chill in da war battle/I attack wit no 1st warnin not even a rattle/I be dat bitch dat got u shook in da middle of my verse/its so dark & scary you'll thinkin its a voodoo curse/I got u shaky cuz my rhymes hit da ground causin a earthquake/heart pumpin violently and ya chest starts 2 shake/veins bust, pressure overload causes ya bones to break/My deadly flo goes wit rap like Placid is 2 Lake/my rhymes flow like pollen when da wind blows/fya hot enuff 2 melt ya skin thru ya clothes/style go back 2 da ancient temples/mind ova matta increased da strength of my pencil/my scripts could destroy a man wit evil words/magic spells is casted wit spices & herbs/all fake niggas facin mass destruction/my brain is a factory & rhymes are created in mass production/1 luv 2 da alliance & all da emcees who stay dedicated/cuz dat hatin shit shit has been out dated/I just wanna make sure its clearly stated/dat my text has no need of pre-meditated/Ima swing at ya 2 see/ya lips movin 2 loosely/tryin 2 seduce me/satisfy my appetite by feedin on ya looseleaf/lethal weapons wen my raps is in motion/Wen u C me on ya block ya brain suddenly frozen/eyes dialate & heart rate increases/u dont need a docter u really need Jesus/I give verbal infections im just 2 sick wit word selections/if I ran 4 president wit no recounts Id win da elections/my sneakers leave traces & I key dese phrases believe me, praise dis/So ill my album cova is quarantined & labeled contagious/2 me hatas is borin, while you sleep & snoring I’ll key ya door in/Sneak on da flo den give ya newborn a cocktail of neosporin/den make scream & moan due 2 a orgasms/got hatas in dey head havin brain spasms/goin 4 da hatas & all da wack kids/dey cant C they wack, so I move they eye lids/da apocalypse has been planned/hatas death, is my only demand!You dont really want it wit ChynaDoll/ Noooo we mo' gifted then X-Mas yet to come/

aight erbody vote..........

chyna doll, again massive props you got skill. now lets see how mu'fuckas vote

remember people, to vote for tha winner use the poles up top...and then give a good description on your decision

man, where tha votes at? this battle is ill as fuck!

I really dont know who to vote for. Both verses were hot. Maku, I really wasn't feeling the whole rape thing though. But that didn't have any impact on my vote. Without a doubt you both have skill and I would call it a draw if I could. Since I can't, I think I am going to go with ChynaDoll again. Hopefully more people will vote on this.

Vote - ChynaDoll

Chynadoll you rate, that was some ill shit.

damn...ain't nobody tryna vote for me....lol...It's tha sexy cartoon she got huh? damn it! lol...aight y'all...keep votin

so did you vote for her then or me lillem

LOL, that's the price you pay battling a girl. :p (ChynaDoll I still would have voted for you even if you were a guy though.. your verse was ill)

its a good thing that i cant vote in the polls yet cuz i dunno who i'd give the vote to...i'd like to see another round.. see who is hot consistently...if u can be consistent then your a true mc...my votes a draw

i wish this battle could be kept remembered or somethin', like a classic battle forum perhaps? lol. aight y'all keep votin. ignore tha sexy cartoon! don't look! don't look! aww, damn it!

lol @ maku...nigga u crazy.......

over all I liked chyna's style better, but I didn't think it flowed as well... the vocab and word-play were pretty hot in both, long as fuck... damn... it was a safe battle I'm glad I peeped this, I'm-a give my vote to Maku, I liked how the rhyme itself worked, an' I was listnin' to that beat.. it goes nicely...

peace... good battle