macmurder vs akmafia (who you think won?)
 

this battle wen't through straight hate votes.
i want to see who realy won,
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(AK-MAFIA)
Twisted spit:
Intro
You claim that DMX is your uncle, "rappin skills" must have "skipped-a-generation"
"Excited" to battle Twisted ? I guess not, cuz I just crushed-your-"motivation"

I'm makin turbulance-rain with every word from-my-brain
No matter how "fluidly" Tekneek "flows", he's not goin to be disturbin-my-flames
Attach you to "rainbow kites" is the only way your crew passin wit "flyin-colors"
Tekneek "stick to dick" like latex condoms during "dry anal sex" when you "fryin-rubber"
Even if it was in a "bag of shrooms" ya verse wouldn't be "trippin-me-up"
I'll tape "razors" to your bitten lyrics, you still couldn't be "rippin-me-up"

KO
My disses and "punches" are each equivilant to more than a thousand "upper-cuts"
I heard that your seeing "Dj", that sounds reasonable cuz she likes "lil-nuts"

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Ezy spit:

Im really sick of battling kautious cuz every time I gave him a chance he lost it/
Kautious bein like a played out video game so easy 2 stop all u gotta do is pause it/
Cuz nuttin but bitch always dick ridin icey dick doin all dis shit…dam son jus unlock da door and slip outta da closet/
This way u can really go b wit "MURDA" struttin nuttin but pussy along wit Ja on da roster/
Bitchin and snitchin bout shit always bein takin like both ur beltz now u tipsy as if u on Fosterz/
Cuz u always getting koed and now ima gon give u a hangover..got ur head poundin like I ran u ova wit ma rangerover/
Crushed every bone particle now u nuttin but "dirt" gritty and "dead smellin" like fresh stofers/[tha coffee mix shit]
Onli u aint packed in a can didn’t even get a burial cuz dun rep urself like a man so u jus been "SWEPT" away witta fan as if u was sand/
Cuz u coodnt sit still Seen AK so u ran and hid behind MAC MURDA holdin Iceyz dick in ur hand…haha im cappin on u so bad ill prob get banned/
Dn matta cuz AK will always dominate and turn a bitch like u ghost white frum tanned Usin da cheapest brand[gun]…cuz we hardcore but yall MAC "faggots" r weak like a noodle strand/

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(MAC_MURDER)
TEKNEEK

Inflict pain,with intent to rip lames..have Twisted changin his sex,like I'm spittin wit SWITCH-BLADES|~|
Spit flames,until this bitch fades..got him RUNNIN FROM IDENTITIES,cus after this he'll SWITCH-NAMES|~|2
The clips RAIN,my BRAIN STORMS bring BAD weather n' THUNDER..but yo you LACKIN-THE-SHUDDERS|~|
When Twisted rappin he stutter..See'n death,this bitch scared of the dark,I got him GRABBIN-THE-COVERS|~|4
Twisted's raps got auto NAPPIN WIT OTHERS,while battlin me is gamblin wit glocks..you playin CRAPS-WIT-GATS|~|
ATTACK-THIS-WACK,break BACKS-INTO-HALFS,homophobic slugger..watch as I take BATS-TO-THIS-FAG|~|6
SMACK-HIM-THEN-LAUGH,your disses stay COLD..so you know I'm BOUND TO BUST~SOLID|~|
Spit sricpts at ya dome,FUCKIN YA HEAD UP,like I'm droppin
ALGEBRA-PROBLEMS|~|8
Lets face it,ya punches are limp wristed..FEMINEM flows,when he PISSES-HE-SQUAT|~|
DISSES-ARE-SOFT,and I know Twisted dont SPIT SICK,see'n as how he just WISHIN-TO-COUGH|~|10
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KAUTIOUS

Ezy took my title but I felt it was right to –give- it to a ‘light weight’//
Had to concentrate on bigger things he jus wasn’t-near-my-rate//
Claiming he elevated but his crew only behind him, Sounds like a lil gurl when he spits now my words blinding him//(close your eyes to the truth)
My hit’s ‘swinging like babe ruth’, make em ‘sound more of a bitch’ when I ‘bring u back to youth’ busting em in his front tooth//
Im ‘terrorizing’ this kid like he was in a ‘phone both’ im ‘Ruth-less’ when I drop the bat this sleuth on the losing rout//
Thought he was ‘reigning’ but came to a drought, cautious killing this bitch with hurtful fillings and shit now he in a winning doubt//
Im grinning while your-thinkin-> why did I go so ‘light’ while printing- and im flippin the script your life’s slippin//
Pray to god u see another battle, a weak post doesn’t get u no where, look at twisted’s rhymes… are crew got u rattled//
Like snake’s we spittin venom that’ll go through yeah vest coverd by denim, the general G.B saying conquer, take away they breathing space like a plenum//
You’re a disgrace to sick flowz, take your fags away to where the rest of the crews blow, dissin icey… you so scared of white tyou moved to florida where it won’t snow//