iight...........rules r like this.......12 lines max.......thats 6 bars ...
(for the stupid and slow)........u got till 3pm eastern tommorow to drop.......1....i shall post shortly.....

checkin in

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lets make it 5pm cus i wake up late and i wont no show

I'm getting Heated-in-the-Rush when I'm Beating-you-to-Mush/
Like "Changing Brake Fluid" you're "Bleeding"-from-my-"Clutch/

even if you had a telescope you ain't seein' this star/
I spit razorblades so all you seein' is scars/

you aint a lyrical killa, i'd assassinate your rhymes,/
like a crack head wit a pipe - i smoke you line by line/

you a ho bitch but this ain't christmas/
matter of fact when I'm done rippin' you put rap skills n ya wish list/

Cheatin in videos games, hold guns aginsts tha screen is how u end "point-blank"/
when u get applause u get more rough hands then a gay sperm bank/

this kid takes my punches to the skull, now facein brain anurisms to prove it “hurts to be ILL”/
ya whole style of complexity’s to no avail & all your multies show “no effect” like usein “M$M’s” as birth control pills/

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uppen for mentally kursed ayo where u at............drop soon please dont no sho me....1

droppin in a few i started some of it but not all of it droppin in a few

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yo wut the fuck...........u were on for like an hour n u cant drop 12 lines.............u said ud post soon.......man that was like 2 hrs ago.......y the fuck r u duckn me........punk....1

aight check it

X Ecution has no life he lives on the net, when RB close down your life is temporarily dead//
In this battle you better stop while your ahead, like toddlers placin their domes in monkey bars, or youll end up wit a heart failure causin you to collapse in the thread//

your punches are missin like your knuckles and fists are transparent//
your birth was a accident, you belong unborn back in your moms throat or in a garbage bag suffocatin erasin you from the earth was my intent// (dead)

Ill kill you wit a tampon, ill hang this pussy wit the string line, then jam the plastic into his large intestine//
your verse gets three claps, one to the head and two through the spine, im leavin you crippled and physically ill and sick like Boy George and Marylyn Manson combined//

your flow is like a used baby diaper, its soft and also full of shit//
your rhymes are aborted like James Bond missions incomplete sayin he quit//
give it up you cant spit, thats why I cut your salivary glands out, cut them in half, then stepped on it//

you couldnt come out on top of this battle if you posted in the post above my name and me//
repeatedly eatin cheerios is the only time this serial killer goes on a killin spree, leavin the milk in the bowl sayin he left the debris//

sorry it took so long i was workin on two battles of mine

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votes needed..............drop lins......we shall return the votes......1

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yo people please vote..............................

y is everyone sleepin....i vote on everyones battles n no one votes on mine....wuts this shyt......peopel stop sleepin n vote....1

heres how it went down from my point of view,
the wordplay kicked ass from both sides, but i found X Ecution came harder and i enjoyed his verse a little better, but props to both of u

vote: X Ecution