Fuck it, I'll drop a real verse, and people can vote.

Aight, check it...
:.Faceless.:
Kid, whether u have big titty women or blank cloaks, u can't faze this
Name changed just in time cause in a flash, I'll leave this cunt :.Faceless.:
Got mad when I rated him a 5/10 in text skills, my bad, I was wrong
You deserve a 2/10 after I peeped the bullshit lyrics in your songs
U talk big, but really ur just a pathetic freeposter hiding in shadow
Got almost 2,000 posts, and yet you only managed one text battle
After ya left The Next Level, it's a shame, the way you regressed
You're gettin' herbed left and right, but newbies think ur the best
Everyone should hear ur Soundclick, ur wackness earned a Mixtape
U messed up by choosin' a herb partner, showing was ur 2nd mistake
Later

Aight, check it...
Wicked One
Do I even need to drop a verse for you? U already lost your wealth
Teamed up with a herb for this league, when you're a herb yourself
About ready to execute, cause after readin' ur's, I'm sick of rhymes
And we know somethin's wrong when Mixtape drops One Wicked line
Somebody call the doctor for God! For some reason, I'm shittin' Blue
Why should we try and stop BluePrint? They fucked up by acceptin' u
I will usually give half of my skill to take it, but here 1/8 is all it took
Much of a chance of winnin' as Martha Stewart bein' let off the hook
I think I left a mess on the floor, but I'll mop u up, I'm that thorough
There ain't nothin' left, when I'm ashamed we're in the same borough
Later

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Lyrics
One Man Crew
Most of 'em hate me, and it's a rare one who loves me
Niggas fillin' up with rage but they ain't gettin' above me
And after all the battles, the wins are no longer surprising
Pushin' bar after bar, takin' over the game, revolutionizing
Never thought of takin' help from others, see, I'm too proud
And every battle raises the volume of a voice speaking aloud