20 lines max
No hate votes.....(A ll dem utha rules)
3 is ko
1st to five wins

U post 1st

i spit first cos u need to rehearse, i make punks like u disperse, lyrics penetrate ur mind put u in a hearse, ur raps weaker than fred durst//im a bright nigga emitting mo watts than a 'lamp', i keep u in the 'shade' make u look worse than a tramp, these 20 bars give ya brain cramp//u'll be mentally ill from this lyrical kill keep ur battle wins at nil u standin still im a poisonous 'pill'//
i know u 'swallow' ur gay friends said, tell me ur experienced at givin head, u 'pump' mo dick than a 'shotgun' spit lead//
i hate a faggot nigga, who smokes dicks like their a jigga, wont see shit sicker//u shud be in jail gettin 20 years for fukin underage queers, hated on gettin jeers, no respect from peers, u pack more 'beef' than 'steers'//
if u get out alive, dont expect to survive, ive got a murderous drive, i constantly strive, makin sure i thrive//twenty years is a long time to contemplate, elevating my spiritual and mental state, plotting ur death i await, im a 'master' and ur the 'bait'/
after capture i tie u up, get ur mum and rape bustin a nut, she enjoyed it cos she's a slut, shit even u take a hard on u sik fuck/
ur next and i stick my glock in ya throat deep, blow ur neck clean off a memory to treasure and keep, cut up the body with a knife and feed it to your dads wife, bad food for a shameful life

your turn oneshothit lets see what u spit

spit it out

i know ur online so drop some lines

damn man, calm ya nipples

Yo Yo

Nigga calm ya nut sack, cuz its my turn to rhyme spit
U da 1st person i know whos impatient to get ripped\
Although no rehearsal, i do cause lyricly reversals, i make ya face look like u wus on dem 10cent-a-day commercials\
The only thing u penetrate is ya palm when u mastabate
I let u go 1st, to quench ya thirst when u persperate\
U nervouse, i can sene fear in ya eyes like a bitch-nigga
U would go poppn off on ya boys as ya mouth wus a snitch-trigga\
U weak rhyme writta, he got da gold american fag title
He so weak paula-abdul dissed him on american idol\
And simon said he wus "horendous", Fgee said he wus "stupendous", but jackson said ya face wus a disgrace and it "ofends-us"\
Let alone, his skills wus as weak as a one armed-reatards\
He couldn't "throw" a "deck"(punch) if he wus a joker on 3 cards\
I see threw him, he jus a wanna-be 2-pac, he still wonderin why he wus the one who got crew droped\
Throw in ya towel, cuz i dissed u wit one word vowels, If his lyricals were baseball that shit woild be an automatic foul\
Its a pity how his stupidity brought him through my lyrical humidity, He a baby, only time he get play is when hes on his moms left tity\
I'll blast u wit my four-fity, make ya teeth clench and have them nitty gritty\ Ya rhymes got me gitty hwo they wus so shity\
Im done, u prolly wish u wus a lil bit mo patient, but thats on u
I got two words to say "F-GEE", and that is "F-U"

one

uppin

come on ya'll, lets finish dis up

uppin!!!!!!! YALL I NEED TO FINSH DIS BITCH OFF

one shot ain't no joke that sall i gotta say

my vote=qonshot

HAHA, THANKS KID, uppin!

uppin fo mo votes ya'll

one shot took this....kid just came harder

vote=oneshot


yo go vote on the RD vs. MP battle its gettin slept on shits hot