Battle Rules:

2-16 Lines
No Crew Votes
No Recycling
No Biting

blind spit

Minimum posts to vote: 20

Check in by: 08-04-05 at 02:26 AM

Must drop verse in 30 minutes after check in.

welcome to the system were kids like u i 'pist-em'
.......flipped like a rollercoaster mind in a twirl wishin i 'fist-em'*
distracted by lyrical bindings rapped around ur 'vocal-cords'
.......kid chaos is rite the chaos he has started leaves him in the 'local-morgs'
post ur verse quick then flee to another 'country'
.......iraq? maybe? cuz ur better to survive those bombs then this battle 'lyrically'
u feel the shivers run ur spine the hair on ur neck 'stands-up'
.......this kids worse then skateboarders at the 'toddler vans-cup'**
u feel the sleepyness i start the sneekyness to ur 'death'
.......ud have a better chance for another breath if u were addicted to 'meth'
release the disease threw the venom thats being 'spit'
.......u no the dumb white girls that die first in scary movies?....well this kids got there 'wit'


*wishin i would just knock him out so the pain would stop
**the toddler vans-cup is skateboarding for the very young wen they suck really bad

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im lauchin grenades-in-text and killin this lame defect//
im sendin miniture punches in effect and they could destroy his best//
anhilating you with my deadly verses//
mutilating you without threats or curses//
"RV he's hurt! quick call the nurses!"//
my lines kill this prick and block his hits//
its time to shrink his shit and end the career of this mis-fit//
punches hit you like bricks to your brain//
you wont get by just playin sorry tricks in this game//
my rhymes are poison and they take you out slow//
if this wasn't blind you woul scream "i dont wanna go!"//
i feed on fear and i hear your heart beatin fast//
your end is near, im not just repeating a cliche from the past//
battlin this fool should be considered a crime//
i dont want to brag the fool was done at line nine//

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Child Of Chaos