Aight we gona battle you little plagerizing copycatin bitting piece off shit worthless ass clown !!!!

rules:
10 min 25 max lines
whoever wants to go first can
no upin for votes crew votes or dick ridding shit
NO PLAGERIZING OFF OF ANYBODY ELSES SHIT

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i dont know ya but i despise ya//
cuz you a punk ass plagerizer//
dont do that shit in this battle become wiser//
you stole offa ludacris and eminem in your introduction//
you remind me off a leach with all your suction//
so let me get the weed killer did i say weed i meant copycat//
i got a choice in my arsenal from an m-16 to a gat//
either way im leavin your ass like a fingerpainting just another splat//
after ya hear the uzi go rat ta tat tat//
you'll be lookin stupid like a cat that lands on its back//
and on the way down smacks its sack//
you cant say your the best with shit that you spit//
cuz if you was youd have plantinum hit//
but instead your grabin your mic and packin it//
whinin incoherent im miracules//
at the sight of me you shake like a crack addict//

peace copycat

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MC Skitlz...what... you a wanna-be Eminem
You sound like a bitch that found a side of yourself called fem-i-nine
Why do you rap about fake stupid shit like that?
About weaponry like uzi's,M-16's, and gats
Your rhymes are flat like a ran over "pussy" cat
It went from MC-Smitts to MC-Skitlz
Both of you aint shit to me but jokes and riddles
But i aint gonna diss on people who aint even in this battle
Your rhymes remind me of myself when i was a baby, shakin my raddle
They remind me of when i first started
But yours are worse...they "stink", like and old man that farted
Talkin about weapons that shoot, i'll shoot my rhymes and they'll make more damage
You suck, so in this battle, that's my advantage
Your flow sucks, they aint remembered and are pure hell
It comes last place...like a last place trophy on the back of a shelf
The only thing we got in common is that you new like me, not completely affiliated
You don't mean shit to this site, you'll alwayz be hated
With your wack shit you spit, they wasn't just faded
They were destroyed by me, completely eradicated
You will never mean shit to this site...you'll alwayz be hated

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that last line
"You will never mean shit to this site...you'll alwayz be hated"
I accidentally put that there...dunno how

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187 thats the code for a murder death kill//
and thats what im bout to do to you cuz you aint got arms skill//
on the other hand my gun flows like the niagra just spill//
and if you think i aint straped write your will//
you couldnt get up to me if you popped a viagra pill//
my slugs will eat your melon and that aint garden talk//
you better stay with your guards at dark//
cuz i got more guns than animals in noahs arc//
and they cant wait to blow and spark//
and put your outline in chalk//
and you cant say im a wanabe eminem//
when your the one copycatin his shit for that i'll rip you again and again//
ima keep comin at you and bite you like lice//
even when your at the club thinkin that your bling is nice//
boy im a balla i got a "van" fulla "illa" "ice//
somethin bout that last line reminds me off your rappin//
cuz you both poof and dissapear, people be like "what happen?"//

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I don't know what's goin on here, but from the start I liked MC's better, Ruffridah you was good, but I liked MC's better.

Skittlz...Eminem...sounds like a wanna-be to me
Sounds like a white bitch who listenes to Eminem consant-ly
Yea i aint hatin on my own race...just tellin the truth
I aint tellin a lie and you know that too
Your rhymes aint hard...just take up space...takes up all the room
They worthles and mean nothin...dunno how you could win
When your rhymes so bad that they're thrown in garbage bins
Remind of the white wigga twins
Talkin about Ric and Vic
But forget about them...they can suck a dick
Shit...now where was i?
Oh yea...my rhymes will flatten yours so bad, they won't be seen even by the naked eye
Bitches like you are the ones i despise
I would never have to harm you physically...still knock you back to reality
I mean i'd hit you with my rhymes and fuck up your mentality
But you talkin about shootin me up with guns but not rhymes instead
Why do you bring up guns dude this is the in-ter-net
And if i could "hurt" you physically...i'd "hurt" yo' mama
Don't get mad at me...i know i just bring drama
But wouldn't just "hurt" her in that way
Do it in another way
Sneak in through the window
Stupid ho don't hear me...i'd creep up on her real slow
Then i would sieze her
Cut her up, put her ass in the freezer
I can't do that if it's the internet...it jus don't work
From all the MC's i battle...you're the worst
You're worse then those gaddamn Hello Kitty T-Shirts
Sorry to bust your bubble bud but the tables just turned
Maybe after this...there will be somethin you learned
Like you can't hurt people physically on the internet
You suck..you can't flow...oh...that's a reality check

I didn't know this was a 2 rounder....so since it is then your vote don't count...that wouldn't be fair cuz he is votin on the 2 of your things and only 1 of mine...so your vote don't count

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i have you screamin for help like the kid that fell down the well//
you a lyricist i think not you cant even spell//
the name is s-k-i-t-l-z aint no double t//(1)
you get lit up like a picolo pete screechin at me//(2)
tryin to battle me you must be trippin of some excstacy//
you aint nothin next to me//
my raps is phat yours is anorexic//
cant you read oh wait by the way your spellin you must be dislexic//
you went over the max you lucky your not gettin ejected//(3)
but your still gettin rejected//
the votes is one to nothin//
kid who you think you ruffin//
we see you cant spit you all talk and bluffin//
fake like the thing in your pants this rida's stuffin//
in this battle im gona chew you up and spit you out like an english muffin//
you couldnt phissically hurt me if my hands were in cuffin//
i'll straight come out your monitor like in the movie the ring//(4)
slap you a up and teach YOU a thing//
little american idol bitch this is rap we dont sing//
you think your all that and then some, well in this battle you aint king//
your fake like the cubic zirconias in your bling//
i was born and raised durring the time of war in bosnia//(5)
at the age of nine they showed me how to shoot guns with bullets that'll get lost in ya//
this battles aint just for props your career is what its costin ya//
i have you walkin around butt hurt like ron jeremy did ya// (5)


(1)he misspeled my name in his last rap
(2)piccolo pete is a firework that schreeches nd shoots flames
(3)he went over the max # of lines which is 25 he had 32
(4)in the movie the ring a person came from the tv and killed people and then in the following line i said i'd teach him a thing cuz he said "
Maybe after this...there will be somethin you learned"
(5)ron jeremy is the porn star that appeared on the surreal life with vannilla ice aka ruffridahs uncle

peace

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So what you all doin goin like multiple rounds...you should state that in the rules or something lol.

I didnt think either one of yall had too good of a structure of flow, and Ruffridah got really wack there in his other verses. I thought Skitlz was tryin to keep it a lot tighter and his flow was a lil more on point.

Pretty much basic punches from both of you, and not too many personals. I did like this line however from Skitlz: you'll be lookin stupid like a cat that lands on its back//
But then you went and rhymed with somethin wack after it that kinda took away from it. Then Ruffridah went and started feedin and that pretty much took away from what he had.

No real metas, multies were thrown from either of you.

Wasnt feelin either of yalls opener or closer, need to come a lot harder next time.

v/M.C Skitlz

So what you all doin goin like multiple rounds...you should state that in the rules or something lol.

I didnt think either one of yall had too good of a structure of flow, and Ruffridah got really wack there in his other verses. I thought Skitlz was tryin to keep it a lot tighter and his flow was a lil more on point.

Pretty much basic punches from both of you, and not too many personals. I did like this line however from Skitlz: you'll be lookin stupid like a cat that lands on its back//
But then you went and rhymed with somethin wack after it that kinda took away from it. Then Ruffridah went and started feedin and that pretty much took away from what he had.

No real metas, multies were thrown from either of you.

Wasnt feelin either of yalls opener or closer, need to come a lot harder next time. Be more consistent with it, instead of so many filler lines.

v/M.C Skitlz

I think Skitlz came harder and his flow was a tad bit tighter, I think you both have a lot to be desired and their is MUCH room for improvement. I cast it to Skitlz, sorry Ridah

Talkin shit bout Vanilla Ice?
You couldn't come close to him even if you was them Chinese fuckers singin "Got Rice?"
Your rhymes are whack shit...i'd rather listen to Obie Trice
Your rhymes are ugly, hitteous, and horrible like the bully off of "Like Mike"
You couldn't live a nice life even if you found the right gay, same with your mom if she found the right dike
Sorry I think your rhymes are better than mine...SIKE!
My rhymes make yours peel like they had leprosy
You ugly like your rhymes, to get pussy, ya give a girl excstacy
You suck at rappin, like your mom does when she sexes me
So shut up, my rhymes already killed yours so yours are now deceased
Now i feel like The Undertaker sayin "Rest In Peace"

Don't know why you talkin shit about Vanilla Ice when it seems he tought you how to rap....plus even if he tought you to....you couldn't compare to him cuz you suck...worse then he does

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what are you thirteen???//
that was the worst rap that i've seen//
you make my shit look clean//
you cant beat me not even in a dream//
oops your not a teen//
your still twelve//
you cant even reach high enough to get real rap of the shelf//
we should call you the hip hop elf//
you couldnt put a metaphor together if you were vanilla ice himself//
this white bread thinks he's the loaf when he's merely a crum//
im killin him rappin backwards screamin redrum//
he tryin to run away but ill get em n' behad em//
i see the baby inside him like ultra sound//
watchin like mike is how he get down//
the realest shit you ever wrote was:

and its true cuz you cant rhyme//
you didnt even have one good line//
see im blowin you away like a wind chime//

my worst is better then your best and that was it right here

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That shit i last wrote is what you call my best?
The rhymes you fire wouldn't hurt me even if i wasn't wearin a bullet proof vest
Your hits, shit they were all misses
My punches hit you harder than i "hit on" bitches
Talkin about my metaphors, you couldn't put one together even if you was The Metaphor
My rhymes are takin yours down to the floor
My rhymes hit you so hard they drive you crazy and put you in a feedle position
My rhymes are like math, you couldn't figure them out even if you was a mathematician
The shit i spit will make yours disappear like i was a magician
You couldn't grasp your hip hop side even if it was your intuition
My rhymes got you wishin you could be spiitin the shit i've written
My rhymes are on top, watch over yours like they was baby sittin
I could beat you even if i was William Hung wantin to be a rapper
Cuz no matter what the shit i spit "bangs" like William Hung bein a Ricky Martin actor
And what you quoted wasn't my whole line
So stop tryin to make your rhymes LOOK better then mine
Cuz they aint
My rhymes will wash you away like you was the itsy bitsy spider and i was the rain

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