10 lines
no d/r
no hate
no crew
VOTES
Spit now and 1st
GO CHECK IN...........

Just for the record, he agreed to 16-20 lines...i don't want to be DQ'd on a technicality.



Arm is frail i hale from the pale horse to impail f!cks
his tail's tucked like fag ho, no bail jail sluts
You're blind? where here's the brail feel on my whale nuts
'delivery's untouchable' like government mail trucks
i'll leave nails stuck within your vest and wind pipe
extending from your head chest looking like pin stripes
in thin kites from jail he details his twin life
to win stripes he models prison blues and skin tights
I've been hype, light you with Mongolian Petroleum
i've secretly obtained from a security symposium
"12 chill out kid, You're murdering the podium"
my rhymes ignite due to impurities in sodium
i'm molding'em, into a baked clay statue
just to take my tre-8 and aim straight atchu
force feed you small pox and AIDS laced capsules
then suck ya brain box with new space age vaccums
like bathrooms filthy leaving putred gas fumes
vometing from the mouth like fat dudes in mat-rooms
don't chill to soon Arm a violent brutal attack looms
You like 'Ovasions'? well that's cool i'll 'clap you'

Check it

Your a fake dad you couldnt be a father of this game cuz for you raps just a fad,
ARE YOU MAD becuz you couldnt advertise spits if ya verse was your add.
Your crazy trying to prewrite in your 1st battle your an obvious fake,
You rhymes are like bad directors shooting movies ya hits are a miss-take.
Can you even freestyle son? can you dun? even if you were picasso you couldnt picture this won,
I knew you lost b4 id begun you a kid on merry go round, i'll leave ya spun.
Your guilty of fixing this bout kid your auctioning ya life now you gotta do a bid,
It should say wack in ya sig by the time you've finished in here 12 will be your losses recorded.
10 lines will beat your twenty cuz I actually got hits and you havent got any,
Think be you vote cuz 5 aint many battlin abouts hits that dont miss and of those I got plenty...........

DAM 12 when you gonna learn....justice is what im after not anything else........

whats up with you brooklyn its obvious this cat has prewritten this.........wheres the justice dawg.....he accepts my call out so I set it to my rules, the chump then haggles with me about the line length cuz klittle did I know hed already written a 20 liner where as I wanted 10.....plus he posted it in like 10 mins, A twenty line verse in 10 mins?
plus it has no personals etc.......come on give me some self respect.......?

Your a fake dad you couldnt be a father of this game cuz for you raps just a fad,
ARE YOU MAD becuz you couldnt advertise spits if ya verse was your add.
Your crazy trying to prewrite in your 1st battle your an obvious fake,
Your rhymes are like bad directors shooting movies ya hits are a miss-take.
Can you even freestyle son? can you dun? even if you were picasso you couldnt picture this won,
I knew you lost b4 id begun you a kid on merry go round, i'll leave ya spun.
Your guilty of fixing this bout kid your auctioning ya life now you gotta do a bid,
It should say wack in ya sig by the time you've finished in here 12 will be your losses recorded.
10 lines will beat your twenty cuz I actually got hits and you havent got any,
Think b4 you vote cuz 5 aint many battlin abouts hits that dont miss and of those I got plenty...........

yer thats fair but im not happy id prefer this closed and a new battle between me and him set up......both spit at the same time no one goes 1st 2nd etc... and then see what hes got.......he e-mailed suggesting this?