15 line max
no feeding

you wanna spit first?

chrit hit my battle with Killa and ill vote on this after you both are done......

CHECKING IN i'LL SPIT FIRST

i NEED ABOUT 5 MINS THOUGH

aight take ya time

(...KILLA-T PICKS UP THA MIC...AND LOKS PUSSY ASS CHIRT IN THA FACE.!!..)

Look at this bitch they call him "chrit"
but i'm ah suck his lyric juice out of him like ah "tic"
when he hear my rhymes hes scaarred to "spit''
but he run when he see my gun go "click click"
Ima come at you harder then a fat man at a chicken "finger", when im done wit you the smell of defeat is gonna "linger"//
Cause your rhymes sound like they came from a folk "singer", cause they weak like a bee without its "stinger"//

look kid your rhymes are" weak", you can tell by their "physique", they as bare as an old womens "cheek"//
my rhymin "technique", is "unique", cause its leavin ya unable to "speak"//

now the "hate", on you" mate", is risin like the "infant mortality rate", in "kuwait"//
my rhymes are so "great", they disintagratin your "psychological state"//

im "inclined", to "rewind", "mankind", so i can "find"//
where you "intertwined", so i can leave yo ass "behind",// <--(KILLA-T goes back in time and kills him at birth)

now you trying to decypher my lyrical "encrypt", thats gonna get yah "whipped"//
cause you preparin by readin off a "script", now you puttin yah 9 in yo mouth an whoops looks like the trigga jus "slipped"//

my rhymes are gonna leave yah "dazed", always leavin others "amazed", they just gotta give "praise"//
but shit son you just got "blazed", cause your rhymes are jus" razed" (torn down and broken up), they leavin me "unfazed"//

my rhymes are hotter then "interplanetary gas", yours arent so im takin yah back to "lyrical class"//
well if you hope'n to "pass", your rhymes betta be sharp enough to penetrate "glass", or your just gonna get "surpass"//(surpassed)

i can see the jurys gonna feel this battles "worthwhile", cause its takin ya "awhile",to "compile", a rhyme to surpass my "style"//
im not trying to be "hostile", but my rhymes are jus to "versatile", unlike yours which are behind by a "nautical mile"//

Ma lyrical "machetti", is slicin yah rhymes into "confetti", leavin yah diced up like a pot of "spaghetti"//
your rhymin technique is jus "petty",unlike mine which are as strong as a "two~story~jetty"// (a protective structure of stone or concrete)

Finisher:

My rhymes i spit is leavin this kat ''shook'', forcing him to open up his "create~a~rhyme~book",the battle is already considered "took"//
cause dis guy is jus a f*ckin lyric ''crook'', who VIPER jus ''overtook''//

(...MC KILLA-T throws tha mic down...while CHRIT LOOKS STUNNED...!)

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I MURDERED YOUR ASS

YOUR GO BITCH

DAMN WHATS TAKING YOU SO LONG BITCH ARE YOU STILL STUNNED
YOU DIDN'T THINK i WAS GONE COME THAT HARD...DID YOU

i GOT THIS BICTH SO SCARED HE WENT OFF LINE
TO WRITE SOME OF HIS PUSSY ASS RHYMES

hmm... a little over the 15 line max

I need 5 minutes to write a book, I believe MC's flow is all prewrite/
This aint an essay contest son, this is a lyrical keystyle fight/
Cat went before me to hype the crowd cause the main event was next/
Leave this kid like retards playing chess, overly perplexed/
Come at King Chrit with a second rate prewrite, why bring that shit to me/
Ya name is now history do you like in next friday Yo I killed Killer "B"/
Lyrical blows aimed at your head make you look like the headless horesman/
Merk this kid watch him disappear talk bout him in the past tense like Ron Goldman/
My left hook leaves you shook knocked completely backwards like Kriss Kross/
So just jump the fuck off stage and write this one off as a loss/
Peep my verse and exclaim thats the definition of merking right there/
Watched ya jaw drop like Fat Joe after a jog, you gasping for air/
Killa T fucked with me after the KO watch his record fall to 0-3/
Before acceptin next time ask yaself "Do I really wanna vet to murder me?/

um....all i gotta say is MERK

Chrit...thats my nigga right there.....

he wanted me tooo...check it out.

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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.

THAT WEAK ASS RHYME TAKE THAT SHIT BACK WERE YOU BOUGHT IT FROM i HOPE YOU KEPT THA RECIPT.

UPPIN THA VOTES

vote on mine and i'll get to voting.

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