Spit it and lets do the damn thang.

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Go ahead. Turn your back on me. Thats when I punch you in the back of your head. Faggot.

Fuck wit me once, shame on you. Fuck wit me twice, youre dead.

you spit first kid

hey close this
he aint comin

how do you figure i aint comin. i had to work. faggot.
im here

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Go ahead. Turn your back on me. Thats when I punch you in the back of your head. Faggot.

Fuck wit me once, shame on you. Fuck wit me twice, youre dead.

damn such hositlity
spit

How you gonna say that i aint gonna show?
I posted this shit last nite but you responded now hoe.
You got all those damn posts but only one win to brag.
Maybe you should practice freestylin and not suckin dicks you fag.
Cuz wit the shit you spittin now your career aint goin far.
And battlin this nigga gets you slapped like the bitch you are.
You cant contend and I mean it kid.
And hell no I aint gonna lose to bitches with 2 inch penises.
Ima show you who the genius is. Its me.
Start some shit and ima bomb you like you was Iraqie.
321...boom bitch duck ya head.
If you know a nigga sicker than me, hes already dead.
No matter how much you deny it nigga im the one.
Fuck wit me and youre gonna meet BIG Pac and Pun.
Youre such a bitch i aint even use my tightest shit.
Cuz I already burned ur ass wit 16 lines. And thats it.

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Go ahead. Turn your back on me. Thats when I punch you in the back of your head. Faggot.

Fuck wit me once, shame on you. Fuck wit me twice, youre dead.

hootie im sorry, but you blow fish/
if you attempt to clutch a mike ill cut off your wrists,
toss em back at ya just to throw fists/
grow kid, you burned me in 16 lines/
ive herd that repeated, 16 times/
if a girl had a deck of cards on her pussy you still couldnt poker (poke her)/
wuts that matta kid , your gaspin for breath like an exhausted smoker/
Big pac? that makes sense/
your in the big boys play area, yours is behind the fence/
Hootie? you must be an ugly motha fucka only comin out at night like owls/
you defense is not ur flows, its a towel, and
refusing to place it in the ring is a "shitty move" like bowels/
my "figure" resembles a "pencil" so ill use my "brain" to "earase you"/ and exstended stems to chase you/
refuse my request to battle ill "rip you apart" then "peice you back together" to "make you"
your lines are "young", you never "word play" so appologize to your rhymes/
the clock is a head of you, get with the times/
"left brain" used when writing your flows, there are "alright" ( all right)/
every girl is depressed upon observing your penis because its a small site/
bro, you couldnt maintain a decent flow if i ripped open your cranium and stapled the paper to your brain/
its like when your rhymin your swimmin in blood, its in vain (vein)/
so please retreat and go back to the basics/
i could grade your lyrics and write it sux, cut off your head, place it infront of you and you still couldnt face it/

uppin for votes

please dont sleep on this

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damn uppin! dont sleep!

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Go ahead. Turn your back on me. Thats when I punch you in the back of your head. Faggot.

Fuck wit me once, shame on you. Fuck wit me twice, youre dead.

Yo both verses were Boring but shit Billy had tighter punches and the other dude just kept it basic shit.......anywayzzzz

Billy got my vote

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thanks for the vote lyrical gangsta

billy we couldnt battle last nite when you cahllenged me but no matter your shit was ill i give you my vote hootie you gotta step it up if you wanna contend with people