Lyrical-A \\\v.s/// Chrit
 

2 wins
1 ko
15 lines
no dick ridin votes
now spit ya verse

Aight look... time for a lil somethin different

This time your all gonna see a slightly different side of me
Not the one who’ll off your crew but the one who flows eloquently
See taking you in this battle is like saying the Cubs will win the series
And we got a better shot and Tyson explaining quantum theories
Instead of targeting your mom I’ll leave you in a ‘House of Pain’
Then ‘Jump Around’ and stomp your flesh til you succomb to ‘Everlast’ing rain
Verbally, you pack as much punch as a secong rate Teller
Cept this is real magic dog til you see the end like Ol’ Yeller
Thats right, I just hit you some wordplay and ‘Lord Willin’
I’ll soon overshadow, E’clipse’ you and then the next in line I’ll be killin
Now’s your time to pull out your lil pen and notebook
But you may as well not bother cause you know that your shook
Aight dog, I’m out like Biggie playin dodge ball
So remember the new me is out to off all ya’ll

C'mon man....
I'm waitin...

Looks like a no-show...
So which ya'll like more the new or old style from me???

u should battle me next.

Maube tonight man...
Still havent slept today/last night

But yeah just hit me up some time

good battle with whats his face

lol man u got me fuck up if u think i wasnt gonna show up man check it....


I’ll ‘shatter your rib-cage & leave it protruding like barbed wire...//
Leave ya lung's exhaling carbon-dioxide like a carved tire...//
Trust my mind is sick, i can Carve in ya Knot wit Screws,//
plus im too 'Hot to fuck with, like an Arsonist's prostitute...//
''CHRIT" best hope I edit these potent phonetics, Im hectic wit dialect don't disrespect it...//
Infected your mind now you readin dislexic,//
u just got ejected so "BITCH" just accept it!...//
thought i was headed for a challenge, but i must have ran past it/
my verse being better is a parent, "CHRIT" just a bastard //
i'm lettin my smith & wesson leave holes wherever no vest is //
hell murdering cats? yeah... animal lovers protest it //
no humidity when i bring the heat, this no sweat bitch //
pop ya right side; i don't fuck wit ya mind, i just left it //
rested, me from sleepin, you in peace kid, this is murder //
you couldn't put together 'a winning effort' with a 3 word merger//
serious, how? sheddin blood? "CHRIT" must be on his period now//
this bitch wouldn't be ill if he drank a fifth n started spinning around //
religion abounds, and "CHRIT" ain't a source of death, this fool lies //
murdered last week, but im provin now.. "CHRIT" aint shit but new life //
im too trife, split ya wig to give everybody a piece a ya mind //
im a step ahead, like i crush grapes; "CHRIT's" stickin his feet in the wine make ya bleed til the line goes flat, stat, //

uppin 4 votes^^^^

diggity doc holla back with a battle aight dawg

up this~~~

How do you write 20 lines with the limit of 15
next time read your own rules

u cant count cuz it is 20 damn dawg stay in school cuz ya azz cant count worth sh*t i see

damn all of 187 sucs i already ate quil and scortch check the frontlines ill rip u next week if u want

yo im givin my vote 2 lyrical assassin man, he came wit tha more creative/ complex flow, nice battle tho 4 real

1-0 uppin thanx dawg
and for u thabest set it up and u spit 1st