rules are 10-15 bar's each person (2 lines = 1 bar)

highest poll votes win.
if tied we use text vote's
battle is being hosted here because only registured voter's can vote thats what we want.

Strickly 3v3 action, enjoy.

no crew votes
or dick riding votes (poll votes will be checked.)

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KnightShade :
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Russian mafia, my niggas you Plain Herbs, so stop it,
lyrically, i dont need to be "R. Kelly" to "rape" these bitches,
call Knightshade a "casino" the way that i "stack chips",
last time i checked, "garbage" doesnt rhyme with "capped shit",
when i throttle-there-ass, leave them bottled-and-bashed,
i dont need to spit to the mic, i'll spit to your faces,
God's dis-ownin you dawgs, you 3 are fuckin disgraces,
"no my children, you won't do, you're getting replaced",
now even Jesus is on the edge of his seat with a fuckin grin on his face,(haha)
get outta my face, now the crowd couldnt be hyper,
dawgs look, im throwin more "direct shots" than the DC Sniper,
Straight Fire Production's Dangerous MC's, you cant fuck with the Roster,
i got shells for these kids, and i dont give a fuck if you dont like my styles,
how dare you say The Production's have no balls...
when i "slap shots" like "Lindros", im "movin" these murdered bodies like "UHauls",
pull out the lyrical nine *clap-clap* you 3 are done,
you say your gangsta's, but the only time ya "lick shots" is when my "glock" on ya "tongues",
your in the jungle, you should know not to play with these beasts,
they say our rhymes are food for thought, well lets give these fags a feast,
see we've studied ya moves, now we know ya flows backwards,
and GOD it seems the best way to BODY you is by your own tactics,
so im using you against you, makin sure your confidence is depleted,
children our flows is straight flaahless,now your Mafia's defeated,
and aint gonna be no quotin biblical scriptures,
cuz God-kids like a fat bitch in tight pants, it aint hard to rip ya...
i just merked you 3 for good, no more poppin shit,
April 10th, 2003, the day of The Russian Mafia's Apocolypse...

Avalon:
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Hum... I guess I might just have to try eh..? Let me uh... MERK YOU FUCKS...


last battle Bad grammar... no punches... & I was over u then
slap the Fuck outta u kids, make ya'll virgins all over again...
I'm about to Cane your ass and be a Meance to your Health
Ya'll gone in 60 seconds... leave ya'll a Minute to Yaself...
Carne-vours suck meat now, you’re way past your prime
live in the past, writin verses with the hands of time...
you dope...? you snort..? Son you’re not livin the realness
cuz last time I checked, Mul’s all about riddin the illness...
this kid’s a closet case... when will this ploy end?
you are a crazy fucker Mul... but that’s only with ya boyfriend...
after I beat Dizz again, I’ll leave this liar alone
Yes there's room for improvement... in retirement homes...
to win you better hope we stop... drop and bow out
we roastin these cats like supper in chinese houses...
get smoked, it's clear, u shook cuz my text's vicious
Av's a penny fountain... I disappointed ya'll well wishers...
Ya scared to type and rightfully so, i've ate clowns wit words
mistakin me for good voters, the way i broke down ya verse...
I shatter fleas... better off to not battle me dog
we're not in the same boat, sent Carn paddle free down waterfalls...
you work good wit ya hands...Av stressed you before
cuz joking... I pulled ur finger...couldnt have sex anymore...
this roasting is fine...im here for the title...your not stoppin me kids
when my attitudes bigger than the one hes cockblockin me with...
so stop rockin it DIZZ!... cock back & send three to ya dome too
but its fuckin sad... when your the weakest fag in your own crew...
told him this time... we're not playing, im folding his spine
plus my foot and his ass connect more than all of his lines...
remain quiet... while Av see the win n' start toasting
so garbage the site didn't even THANK YOU for posting...

The Specialist:
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Russian Mafia...Bitches Please...Just Anotha Blaze Session...



TS Left You Writtin Ya Rhymes On Ya Dick, Strokin It, Just To See Ya Spit Grow,
Dried Ya Flow, Cause Ya Shit Full Of More Disappearing Acts Than Evaporating H2O,
Show This Site How To Ignite, Damn Right, Cause When The Productions Blow, We Keep Shit On Lock,
While The Mafia Couldn't Pass The Test Like Dumb Jocks, Left Their Heads Saggin Worst Than Havin No Elastic In Ya Socks
You Can't Best This Kid, TS Is Well Connected, Spit With Massive Amounts Of Wind As If We Had A Third Lung,
Hung Ya Style, Spit At Ya Shit And Blazed It, As If The Devil Was Loungin On Our Tonguez
Dumb MuthaFukas, You Got Ya Fingerz On The Trigga, Whas Wrong???Can't Pull It???You Tossin Us Bullets, Claimin You Throwin Heat???
Slam Ya Speach Like Wrestling Techniques, Wire Ya Teeth And Leave You Talkin With Ya Hands Like When Def People Speak...
To Each, His Own, Pressure Bust Pipes So The Productions Keep Plumbers Employed,
Russ-ain (Rushed In) This Mafia An Made Em Lose Their Poise, Made It Painful For Em To Drop Shit As If They Had Hymroids
TS Is Highly Hostile, Got You Takin More Shots Than Allen Iv At A Gun Range,
Spit At Ya Brain, And Left You With Thoughts Of Bittin My Shit As If Ya Lips And AssHole Were ReArranged,
Tell You Plain, And Simple, Ya Crew Just Got Violated Worst Than Rape Victums
Blazed Em As If Fire Slept With Em, Cause Ya Rhymes Couldn't Shed Light Even If They Were OutLined By Stars In The Solar System...


This Blaze Session Has Been Brought To You By The Productions...Need I Say More???...

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DAMN ITS BETWEEN THE 1ST 2..........


THE 2ND NIGGA GET MY VOTE

I say... I said... I thought yall had verses... done... where they at..?

I smell pussy..! Is that you Carn..?!

I smell pussy..! Is that you Mul..?!

I smell... well Dizz you get it now eh..?



Merked... not once... but twice... with verses... herbed... not once... but... 10 times... just by me postin replies...


*achoo*


damn shame...
































Bitches..!


Love,

Avalon...

fuck nuts

i didnt know this shit was up no one told me so stfu. it'll be up in 2 minutes.
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Mulingha's Verse

Here comes the abduction of the production from violent violet beams of suction comin from a russian space craft//1
These timid bitches couldnt be on an army top hundred base draft, even Mase laughed, they got Bush doin speeches with an oxygen mask//2
Operation producton licks ass, couldnt steralize your tongues if you had dung beatles with lungs to inhale sprung needles//3
Power of a herd of friendly beagles, a militia of laxidive seagulls, and a click of a camera takin a picture of eagles//4
Thats knighshades mission, his perfect army's description, looks like his poor decision caused an inscription in to his crew's forum tuition//5
Mulingha, fueled ready for ignition to blast off like Japanese ammunition covered by nonflorescent camouflage for night and day vision//6
Hard to see like the predator, complex like the world newspapers editor, took the specialists own poison then fed~it~to~her//7
All female productions, bitches with dick disfunctions, high ass voices like in the wizard of OZ and the land of the munchkins//8
Avalon's best metaphor is a conjunction of gay bars and lesbian lunch~ins, the best merk you made was from diet pills giving you vicious bunched skins//9
The venomous punishment caused torture beyond recognition, tha mafia leaves scared ambition combined with an excruciating addition//10
Now tha three screaming "enough muling", have a state of physical and mental suffering, and wear an eternal body brace covering//11

Dizzy D's Verse

Here to demolish the composition and make their blood run cold, liquidate their bodies with ashes and fungus mold//1
The affliction prophecies are being told, spreading a plague from anguish hatred for both the productions young and old//2
Agony of defeat is when the persecution rests, evil iniquity overwhelming the specialist, now he's forced to a homicide test//3
The deviltry commenses, after the mafia regains its strength...there are no defenses, only disassembled attackers defensless//4
Knightshades whole production is slayed with programmed immenses, authentic but relentless, cant help the weak when their sensless//5
Explicant content no need to interpret, pulverize your minds visualistics with tha russian tattoo of a venomous serphant//6
Hostility's hatred towards those that interfere, no mercy to any others our murderous talents have switched up to gear//7
Construe what has been warned there will be no further production, you'll soon cease to exist, you'll reach your final destruction//8
Avalon's rectitude will fade, TS isnt a worry his purity will be destroyed and never again made, Knighshade will suffer tha worst, he'll forever be tourmented in hell joining tha death parade//9
The capacity of flames will be recognized through us, their is no more crew trust, only our dictatorship and what you must//10
Battle verses deciphered like tha mantle and tha crust, abomination and antipathy frustrates and causes youth energy's to rust//11
Tha rest of the production full of repulsion and disgust, underestimated dizzy and his family, so suffer through tha holocaust//12

Carneverus's Verse

No contest russia's got nuclear stock with rhymes that’ll mop the floor with these tator tots/
I was born-hot like ground balls to jeter, ya wins come to a ‘short-stop’ /
No soothing for merk squad you flirt like broads catchin feelings /
Poor productions of pestulant pedifiles known for messin with little children/
Outgauge this 'knight'-shade, 'armored plates' you're lackin, your wins and your subliminal stats end /
ill destroy your spinal track so u cant a-line your back in/

Can't in'serta' spring on attacks with 100 fold matress... poppin certs to spit mint condition..
And the make up of this fake thugs avon. you know..avalon. on some vanna
white shit... productions shippments
The way you constantly "flip ya words"/
Someone might actuall call the carnivore an angry gardener "the way i rip this herb" /
Even with dick imprints like specialist, voting on rap battles wont be a hastle as long as I'm typin shit./
They click the link...look at who's battlin'...and put the 'rush-ins' took it quick..

Production win with more punches, better flow, more skill, and stucture was better..
Others duke was ok, Muling..? WTF I aint never seen him spit somethin' like that.. You fall off? anyway..

Pro's win it... My vote at least..

peace prop's and much respect to all..

uppin for poll votes

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Thanx for tha vote youngsta. But ares was prewrittin too lol. And your vote wouldnt count cuz you need a higher battlin record. Thanks for lookin out tho.
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prewritten?

uppin for poll vote's.

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Productions Take This by A Lot...
DIZZY D? You ruined the whole thing.
lol. nice shit from both. but Russian Mafia Isnt
Touching THe Productions.

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