15-30 lines max...no d/c or unexplained votes.....5 to win 3-0 knockout.....you pick who goes first

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Blessed wit Skillz

You can, go for it.

alright....give me a minute....i just got done battlin' some chump...

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Blessed wit Skillz

(13th Disciples wrath consumes him)

England verse America steadily destroyin' you 'bloke'
rip up your freestyle rip up that rhyme that you wrote
snatch it crumple it and shove it down your 'deep throat'
came in this battle wit' a dolla now you leavin it broke
know you ain't 'cuban' but you're still gettin 'smoked'

think you Lennox Lewis also mixed wit Mike Tyson
hear my lyrics wit ya ears and then you start bitin'
stop yourself from typin'by the way you left your webcam
on and i see that you're writin'

go 'head write them flows/matter fact download em from Kazaa
i'll take them foreign lyrics americanize em like Mazda
pillage your lyrical 'casa' (house)

now watch as I rip your heart verbally trample on your spirit
my flows hotter than hell theres no gettin' near it
systematically assassinated you before you even had time
to fear it.

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I'll make him suicidal//
For thinking he could ever step to me as a rival//
His survival.. is questionable, tenable at best//
Like a mosquito in an area sprayed for tha west nile virus!//
Papyrus can't hold.... tha heat from my pen//
So I'll smoke him like a blunt that I pass to a friend//
Puff puff pass.. your fuckin tha rotation//
Leave ya lyrically spiritually and ritually frustratin//
Hatin.. on tha massive rap attacks I bring to thee //
In tha future think twice.. 'fore you even speak ta Dese//
I gots ta be.. rhyming and rippin out your cerabelum //
So when I say your "out of your mind" I can show em as well as tell em//
Send ta hell them.. that's.... daring ta desire //
A battle rap from me.. can't you see.. I bring tha fire//
T_pound be hot..no problem I got roach clips//
And when he gets a run.. I'll coat him with dope spits //

Switch

Your wack with raps that's past their born on date..
A dim wit who spits shit that hits.. but much too late..
A silly hill billy.. whose heard to much Cypress Hill
Never seen a sack.. but swears he's makin deals..
Indubitably you should be callin this a wash..
So don't reply just recline and get high to Peter Tosh..


Votez PLZ^^^

Uppin

good comeback

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i liked dis battle i thought 13s punches were harder but ts were smarter an had better vocab so i gots to got wit t

2-0Me Uppin

how is it 2-0 you.....read the rules...no unexplained votes unless you voted for yourself......1-0 you

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"the person who gets the majority vote (51% or greater) wins the battle. Simple as that. There's no need to explain the reasoning behind your vote if you do not want to. All comments from any members are still welcome, but the votes counted in the polls ultimately decide the winner of each battle."-Quote from rules

Shut ya face fool 2-0 me

t-pound had better punches, better flow, better structure, better this, better that, better everything . . .




good battle y'all.

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The Soul Purpose LP . . . Summer '04