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DaTruth vs. Vendetta
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voter must psot on thread aswell no line limit first to 5 votes 3-0,3-1=ko good luck! i spitt first |
let me kno when u done ~1~
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hey can yall drop a vote on my battle against blunt-mc i'll hit this up when its finished
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I'm right on you//Lyrically keep it tight for you//I switch to plan b, if the plot foils//Fuck the hoes, gimme dough and mo' fame//Spit the flow till I blow like cole-trane//Y'all know, names Vendetta//Those beats with the keyboard sounds, irk my nerves//Any battle I entered never got served//If I should die tonight these be my last words//DaTruth too near me to hear me, cross-eyed to see clearly//Side winding like a snake and yet you try to steer me//Veer me into oncoming traffic, hold up, dearie//DaTruth looking kind of leery, I'm trying to stay cheery//While you're tired and weary, unable to stay stable//Unable to keep afloat, unable to rock a note//So you bring a good friend down by the throat//And most of y'all bite on anything like a goat//Let me freak the funk/Vendetta is the punk that talk more junk than Sanford sells//I jet propel at a rate that complice DaTruth's mental state//as I invade his masquerade//he couldn't fade with a clipper blade//10 years in the trade is not enough, he can't cut it//I let DaTruth take a swing, and you bunted//for an easy out, I leave DaTruth with doubt of exceeding//
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no bitin off my verse either///....
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vendetta better stop talkin cuz da gat stay sparkin//
and leavin pictures of people on milk cartons// i played my cards right so u already kno da deal// act hard nigga and im sure u get hit witt da steel// so chill cuz yall just buss n da air// come prepared vendetta u aint killin the air// so dont push me homicide a find u real gushy// cuz my nine got a real bad fetish 4 pussy// u heard what i said man dont make this kno issue// before u get filled with lead like a #2 pencil// only way that yo azz a survive// if u had nine lives and took more shots than A.I// but imma leave u long gone// bloody like a tampon when u rocked like camron// u best 2 run cuz DaTrunth coped a gun// I'll stomp ya gumz until ya face skuff my air force ones// u pussy dats why we brought the duck tape// let my bitch strap on a dildo ya ass get raped// u fuckin witt da wrong nigga u outta ya league// what i spit make more sense then venden machines// and fuck ya crew they can get it 2// i'll get all up n they azz like daisy dukes// u aint shit but a cocksuker// bitch muthafucka dat just lost a battle 2 da hardest muthafucka// leave him in a ditch// vendetta is bitch leave seven on his chest like odom or vick// nine in his face let my lyrical slugs consume the space// u might not be crackhead but u just got based// niggaz like u better just leave it alone// before niggaz like u son meet with the chrome// clap at cha dome// and i clap at cha manz im takin over now time 2 cancell ya plans// type of nigga dat a fed ex ya head 2 ya moms// fuck ya baby moms then strap her azz witt a bomb// people told me u like 2 drop the sope in jail// and u frail until one shot a send u 2 hell// muthafucka |
vote da truth just came harder and had some better punches
both were quite weak vendetta u just gota hit harder cos ur rhyme was good apart from that |
that was hott nigga....Votes uppin^^
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vote truth
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2-0 u uupin^^
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I don't think you had chance
vendetta, Datruth rip ya ass. |
damn u joint was kinda ill datruth, vendetta he put u almost to shame.
vot=datruth |
damn vendetta you got burnt like a lil bitch
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its al good i was in class when i wrote it so imma get emm next time
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vote= Da Truth
Vendetta verse was like it was tellin astoy instead of throwin ill punches, Truth punches were way harder |
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