It's time for a little break down. . because this killed Hip-Hop.

Younggadget:
Yo 'BX',you talk alot of 'BS',but I must put a hex on this nigga's text/
You think you goin' to pink slip me and go about your day?/
^^. . . wtf was that ? I mean seriously. . wtf ?

You seemed 'lost',you better call the 'AAA'/
^^ That was whack

My punches make you turn 'white' with fear just like that/
With shit that will make the 'KKK' turn black/
^^ I should stop reading now. Your level of skill with that line makes me feel like Jesus.

So just turn back,elevate,up your skills/
Before I turn this battle physical and up the kill/
^^ Ok. . my statement before this is now proven. I am the Lord Jesus Christ compared to this trash. . wtf is wrong with you.

**uppin for kills**
**uppin for kills**
BX_Renegade said he never liked me/
So when I hoed this nigga,he wanted to fight me/
^^ Whackness.

Now look what's happenin,I had to shut down your crew/
Yall just stink of losses,ewwwwwwwwww...P.U./
^^ Never say that again. . NEVER SAY THAT AGAIN YOU WHACK FUCK

**Time for the merkin!!**
I'm more dangerous than bio-tech nuclear warheads being tampered/
I've been rappin,battlin, since Bx was gettin pampered/
^Whack

Your rap career was like a ramp,You went up,but came down/
After I left you stamped,mailed and and shipped out/
^^ Whacker

He sayin,it's either me or him,bitch I will leave you dismissed,like I was your pimp/
^^ Whackest

**You dismissed hoe **
This wack ass nigga claim to be a B.R.E. 'soldier'/
But you was more like a 'P.O.W.' after I hoed ya/
^^ No. Just stop writing here.

All you did was drop open mics,was you scared to battle?/
Was the baby upset?,do you want your rattle?/
^^ He didn't listen. . bringing the whackness I see

Speakin of babies this battle is like takin candy from one/
But instead you suckin dicks,and not suckin your thumb/
^^ I didn't even read that. . I bet it was worse then the other line

So Bitch eXplain to me how you a renegade/
When the only duties you do by yourself ,is sell lemonade/
^^ Name diss failed. . punch. . was worse.

I am guarenteed to win, like the men's warehouse/
Attack like a 'grizzly',when I have your 'bare'(bear) spouse/
^^.......

You think you 'hot'?,I will leave you 'crushed' like 'red peppers'/
When I 'shoot' I aim for your 'hair' like bald 'clippers'/(Barber clippers and the L.A. clippers)
^^ Failed attempt at wordplay. . whackness

**FINISH HER!!** lol
I've merked you BX, left you bloody and sweaty/
I'm a four course meal, you just a bowl of spaghetti/
^^ Are you serious ? Blahness

**Goodbye Bx_Renegade**
^^ Best line of your verse

Overall: I think you should kill yourself with your keyboard. Wrap the cord around your neck. . pull the wire tight. Tie in a knot. Then jump from a cliff into a pile of rocks. I wouldn't print this out as toilet paper. The board is now whacker thanks to you. I should slit your mother's throat 14 years ago for thinking about smoking crack before conceiving you. I know drunken hobos who make more sense. Honestly. If I ever again read your verse I will be forced to swallow rat poison just to get the thought of your whack lines out of my mind. You have killed Hip-Hop. Be proud.

Rating - 0/10. I would go into the negatives but you're 14. . and you have time now to just never post again.



BX:
hahaha
herre we go
^^ At least you warned me

Younggadget Pussified, not looking closely at this/
Your looking like a retarted court battle: Case Dismissed/
^^ No. Whack.

Your rapbattles status is not good enough/
Talkin bout girls?Like I saw you dressed as one/
^^ wtf. That was just sad. Pure whackness

Look, I'm takin you out, no bullshit, no subliminals/
Im sick, words flagrant enough, to be the Enemys General/
^^ Didn't even make sense.

This is a highlight in BET, in my How I'm Livin/
Your rhymes wouldn't be nice, if they were God-Given/
^^ Set-up was better then the punch. . but it was whack

Talkin bout how much you really want me gone/
I mentioned Pink-Slips, You wanted to try it on/
^^ That was actually ok

Herb-O-Matic, your just one of the many, thats gettin ripped with perserverence and skill, like the God of Rap has sent me/
Your not real enough, your an oximoron, like your lyrics are packed with a fake certificate of Authenticity/
^^ Lines are stretched for abundant whackness

Your not crazy enough to even stay at my level, You lower than shit, like 6 feet deep, meets my shovel/
^^ Whack

I can't believ I even challenged for a Pink Slip battle, you went first and they votin against you, without reading mine/
Lookin real closely as the situation proceeds, Hey Robin guess what? It's Herb Merkin time/
^^ Took the cake for whackest line of your verse. Just never post that again. Anywhere.

You want to be net-hard, but ya still too soft/
You wanted any beef, you went to jerk off/
^^ No

How you think you gonna really battle me, if you can't even count bars/
You should know, verses stay even, but if I look at your first, it seems, you stayed up in the Odds/
^^ Didn't even rhyme. I guess someone skipped their Dr. Suess books.

If I was a ho, but if you think real quick/
If I couldv'e remembered you probably had a small dick/
^^ WHACK

your shit wouldn't be ill, if X-Lax was makin you sick/
^^ Played

Your rhymes are not awaited for, judging by the Promo/
I know, that real men, should not be that Homo/
^^ No. Whack.

I know that above all else, I'm one of the Flyest/
Ya rhymes wouldn't be phat, if they got off the subway diet/
^^ plllaaayyyyeeedd

Damn yo I can't abuse you like that/
Ya rhymes is like Diet food- They ain't got No Phat/
^ PLAYED

And I still know, bitches that spit better than you/
My flow is like a river, your flow stays in the soup/
^^ made little sense. Soup doesn't flow

Your A Mini, you can't handle my coupe/
^^ no

And if this is my last rapbattles/
Remember this, because it still matters/
Younggadget turned to rap after he quit bein funny/
But his rhymes ain't sweet, if they was built with honey/
Put anger in my rhymes, like darkness comes from sunny/
Fuck Younggadget and fuck Ghetto Animosity/
If I recall, You can't Get "hard", unless a dick finally grew from ya "Pussy"
Ya like a fresh dildo your gadget was young/
But then I remember all the times you and the men had fun/
The chances of you winnin is an ant gettin hit by a car/
The chances of you losin, is the ratio of Chinese People with Sars/
This is the time that Iv'e chosen/
Your life is like a cyclops, "sleep with one eye Open"
^Rest was. . whack, played, whack, whack, played, whack, whack, no.

Overall: Well you won. That's the good news. Bad news is you fuckin suck. You failed abortion. Ok. . here's what you need to do. First learn how to rhyme. Second get your own lines. Don't re-word shit from 3 years ago. Third ask Santa to bring you skills because the only way you'd become ill is if it was under the Christmas tree. I mean good lord. Were you trying to outdo your opponent's whacknes with this ? Or is it a brain-tumor that forces you to write lines that make MCs wanna put the mic down and walk away just to never have to hear you rap ? The only way you'd win a battle is if the other guy died from laughter at your weak and pathetic verses.

Rating: 1/10. You had one thing that was ok. ONE THING. JESUS CHRIST ON A TRICYCLE. ONE FUCKING THING OUT OF 40 lines. You have any idea what that makes you ? A fuckin un-cureable herb. V

[b]Vote- BX. If I really had to cast a vote.

Ok. This was the worst thing in my 4 year online career I have ever seen. Remember how I said Young killed Hip Hop ? Well BX fuckin burried it with that little rose of putrid smelling garabage. I am gonna invent a time machine then go back and kick your fuckin mother's in the stomach just to end you fucks for killing what I love. If I was your dad I'd throw rocks at the storks at the mother fuckin zoo for bringing me you bundles of crack-fiending polocs. . I hope I have been helpfull. For christmas I'm getting you both a gun and bullet each so you can end your misserable existences. I better load it though because you probably aren't intellegent enough to put a bullet in the revolver. Bye bye.