~Billy's Verse~

Hay Yo…….

Fuck This Weak Mc, Makin Him Look Like A “Bitch” Like His "Gender Receeds"/
Leavin A “Lasting” “Impression” On His “Mind” So He’ll “Permanently” “Remember me”/
This Cat Doesn’t Have “Bars”………….. He’s “Ruth-Less”/ (Baby Ruth)
The Victory’s A “Shoe- In”, “Kickin” Verses Off The Top While He “Re-Boots” His/
This Cats Easy To Go Down Like Lesbians/
Careful Wut Your Steppin In Cause He’s About To Spit Shit Again/
I “Clear-Out” Wut This Emcee “Knows” Like Flow-Naise/
Wave “By” (Bi) To Him Cause Im Rippin Him Apart “Both Ways”/
Upon Your Defeat I’ll Get “Paid” With Respects But “Win-Frey” Like Oprah/ (Win-Free)
If There Was A Deck Of “Cards” On A Girls “Pussy” U Still Couldn’t “Poker”/ (Poke Her)
This Cat Can “Smell” Defeat, I'm Givin Him the “Worst Rank”/
He’ll “Live On” After This Battle Only By A Donation To The “Sperm Bank”/

Poo......



~Ruth's Verse~

LOOL billy...aight homey here i go..

Verbal massacres submergin verses of opponents adversely,
fuckin re-contradict opponents disperse words past tense, scare them verbally//
Form shapes of contorted figures from their families misfits,
bend u hill billy wack fools vertebrae into a triangle and play pool with all of ya spinal discs//
It's like im throwin stones at Freestyle's sports stadium, cuz I'm "rockin-yo-dome"//
Leave ya frame like a pocket-of-bones... u think your electrifyin? when really your "sockets-is-blown"//
Ruth will leave ya mental capacity in catastrophy, squeezin ya brain an slam ya head,Too late to post again, I've damned-ur-cred//
I'm da supreme judge to divorce ya body from ya spirit//
Leavin emcees bleedin for life terms like continuous menstrual periods//...lol
Explodin words dat blastin-ya-dream...crashin-ya Murk queer-team....mulitible syillables hittin and fuckin smashing dis phene//
clashin-wit-beams dat end these rap-purposes.....my hands smacking earths so u can say i clap-surfaces//
snapin verses quick with explodeing-pens......hit ya in ya face till i cause ya nose-ta-bend and ur face frame start foldin-in//
i bring foes-2-end and u leave u niggas stucked with tacked-spits......wack cats get der back-split quick with packed-hits//
got jokes? i crack-wits and flex-minds....kick torsos and reck-spines just 2 show u dis text-mine//
i flip dudes and punch ya line and ya 4s-been-met....steping up 2 Ruth u get smacked da way bitches-get-checked//
u a fuckin Hillbilly a dork-get-vexed every time i smash-ya-sentence..... blast ya head quick cuz im thinkin i might be able 2 bash sum sense-in//


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yea i actually won this but this happened b4 the new system so Plzzzzz Vote

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