CREW battle- young p vs dw
 

10- 20 lines
all rules

due by 12pm tuesday (2nite)

alrite listen-

this a "cut-throat" business n i put the meanin 2 phase/
young gets on his knees n prays cos he knows d's got the power 2 press erase/
visions of winnin wen he jus gettin insisions in his skull from lyrical collisions/
stupid desisions leadin 2 murder at "midnight", takes a bite from other peoples verse jus 2 luk tight/(deadline midnight^^)
strap dynamite 2 ya head jus 2 "blow ya mind", jus 2 underline- -this bitch only "bows" wiv gays behind/
YOUNG P's only hobbie is "dick ridin", call him the knob "jockey" cos his ass hole is where dicks are hidin/
collidin wiv me was a mistake, stay awake, cos at nite im gonna make a bullseye on ya chest wiv the dart as a stake/
watch u stop breathin like u hypoventilatin, me breathin air like im collectin leavin u needin 2 be resurected/
my shit leaves u affected, CONTAGIOUS the only crew while t.i.c always rejected/
i rap down ya ear n it echoes over so u get wot i sed/
nothin there so it won't hard 2 keep a CLEAR HEAD in this thread/
line up the paper n make a list, of every battle that u cryed about after you'd been dissed/
wish u didnt exist jus try 2 resist cos these lyrics gonna leave u needin an execist/
got enough BARZ ere 2 arrest a criminal, sayin u ILL but can't connect a SYLABOL/
but u reliable? more like a liablity wiv no ability, the only reason u in t.i.c is cos hypnotic likes ya bed agility/
find ya own facilty cos this thread is mine u must be delerious, im ILL 2 the bone like SKIN CANCER, shame that ain't CONTAGIOUS!

rite thats mine jus waitin on young!