10 linez
5 votez win
3-0 is a tko
anyone wit 30 post and more can vote
u spit first

Yo spit already

dawg, i have another battle (LyriCali Girfted) who accepted before you. Lemme spit in his, and i hit you up here..k? You can choose to cancel, wait, or even spit first..dont matter to me..but give me a bit if you still wanna battle.

iight i'll wait "ill" till ur done wit ya other battle

im back...gimme 30-40min?

Sorry bout the wait, thanks for the patience..

-\Opener/-
No Matter How Hard This Fuck Tries, the Battle Voters Pick Sides - You Think You Trick My Quick Eyes?/
You A Sick Guy Cause All Your Voters Un-Zip-Flys And "Rip-Thighs" - You Win By Dick Rides!/

-\Sick Spittin fo' This Kitten/-
Flows 'Christen-More-Mentals' but I'll Piss-On-Ya-Rhymes Cuz 'URINE'(your in) Heat/
Son My Gun Shells 'Visit-More-Temples' Than A Fuckin Buddhist Priest/

I Topple Havok With My Wordplay and the Debacle Spreads As My Verbs Spray/
This Flawless Verse 'Got You Shakin' Worse Than 'Bobble Heads In An Earthquake'/

After This Knife Im Intersecting, I'll Spread You Around Like Dinner Dressing/
Or Maybe I'll Bury Havok Alive, Making Things More Inter-Resting*/

-\Lets Leave Him Confused.../-
My Pinnacle of Lyrical Miracles Are Generally Fearable/
And Battlin a Clinical an Synical Pickle Is Always Amuseable/

* = buried alive, resting underground

blah, not my best..spit dawg..

Ur weak as fuck, yo u should know it before u blow it/
The only reason I'm "scared" of u is becuz I'm "homophobic"/
Yo kid u iz ill, "ill" wit lyrical cancer/
wen sum1 callz u out u wont answer/
uz a faggot, I bring havoke, u'll get y ass kicked/
Im a pit bull I'll kick ya ass while I go rammpent/
Now listen, u bitch u got no dick Mr. Want-a-dick-son/
Now listen, Im winnin, u wishin ur in my position, while my rhymez is killin/
U aint gonna show me how to be in thiz rap game, ur rhymez are lame/
I know u been in da “rape” game fuckin many men and now ur in jail for u iz to blame/
Ima fuck u up and leave u in a ditch, my rhymez is like a fast ball pitch/
Uz da illest lil bitch/
u cant get ladies/
so da only time u touch legz and thighz waz at KFC/
Don’t talk about gunz u cant shoot, so u post up/
Wen u against me u hav no luck/
I'll cap ya ass wit my spit like my mouth's a beretta/
Instead a losin the hard way, I suggest ya betta surrenda/
So u could envy-jay-fam,but when they desy-spray-damm/
and u suck u couldn't set da "NET" on "FIRE" playin "NBA JAM"/
Come 2 ya hood strap down da knee's,let da black pound just squeeze/
u a "HAPPY" faggot datz scared of "BEEF" like da "MADD-COW-DISEASE"/
U think ur “ILL” but I’m like a doctor I’ll give u “SHOTZ” for comin to me//
Wen sayz who beat u say itz goin to be me//

11...12......15...16..

dude, how many lines the rules say? the ones that you enforced?


I should d/q your ass but ima let it slide dogg, no use in fighting over stpid shit..


UPPIN!

uppin

iight we ready to get votez

my vote goes to ill purely cos his rhyme had more flow and some personals. havoc, u need to practise but keep it up both of you.

vote ill

plz return da fava http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/showthread.php?t=112522

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Everyone In Frontlines ' Gives Up ' While Battling Me -Rappin' Master

I Have Roosters Going All Day Long Becuase I'm Rising - Grass Hopper

Kick Ur Arse To You U Say "stop,As My Gun Goes "POP"-lil jon

Do You Want This? Its Death And Now Theres No Suicicde - Genie

yo dont kno how to vote it structure punchlinez, multiez, creativity, and respect bitch
learn how to vote and if ya wanna battle, battle me...or uz scuured

yup itz tru

both ryhmes were pretty good, ima go withg ill only becuz i liked is ending, pretty kool, havok had sum pretty good syt to, overall my vote goes to.......

vote: ill

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mad- skillz

dun be mad cuz u lost, your just another victim



Lyod banks
"lyod banks motha fucka, with a gun and a clip/
ready to smack up all those nigga's that running there lip"

mad skillz vote dont count hez only 5 postz