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3-0,3-1=ko
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let me kno when u done ~1~

hey can yall drop a vote on my battle against blunt-mc i'll hit this up when its finished

I'm right on you//Lyrically keep it tight for you//I switch to plan b, if the plot foils//Fuck the hoes, gimme dough and mo' fame//Spit the flow till I blow like cole-trane//Y'all know, names Vendetta//Those beats with the keyboard sounds, irk my nerves//Any battle I entered never got served//If I should die tonight these be my last words//DaTruth too near me to hear me, cross-eyed to see clearly//Side winding like a snake and yet you try to steer me//Veer me into oncoming traffic, hold up, dearie//DaTruth looking kind of leery, I'm trying to stay cheery//While you're tired and weary, unable to stay stable//Unable to keep afloat, unable to rock a note//So you bring a good friend down by the throat//And most of y'all bite on anything like a goat//Let me freak the funk/Vendetta is the punk that talk more junk than Sanford sells//I jet propel at a rate that complice DaTruth's mental state//as I invade his masquerade//he couldn't fade with a clipper blade//10 years in the trade is not enough, he can't cut it//I let DaTruth take a swing, and you bunted//for an easy out, I leave DaTruth with doubt of exceeding//

no bitin off my verse either///....

vendetta better stop talkin cuz da gat stay sparkin//
and leavin pictures of people on milk cartons//
i played my cards right so u already kno da deal//
act hard nigga and im sure u get hit witt da steel//
so chill cuz yall just buss n da air//
come prepared vendetta u aint killin the air//
so dont push me homicide a find u real gushy//
cuz my nine got a real bad fetish 4 pussy//
u heard what i said man dont make this kno issue//
before u get filled with lead like a #2 pencil//
only way that yo azz a survive//
if u had nine lives and took more shots than A.I//
but imma leave u long gone//
bloody like a tampon when u rocked like camron//
u best 2 run cuz DaTrunth coped a gun//
I'll stomp ya gumz until ya face skuff my air force ones//
u pussy dats why we brought the duck tape//
let my bitch strap on a dildo ya ass get raped//
u fuckin witt da wrong nigga u outta ya league//
what i spit make more sense then venden machines//
and fuck ya crew they can get it 2//
i'll get all up n they azz like daisy dukes//
u aint shit but a cocksuker//
bitch muthafucka dat just lost a battle 2 da hardest muthafucka//
leave him in a ditch//
vendetta is bitch leave seven on his chest like odom or vick//
nine in his face let my lyrical slugs consume the space//
u might not be crackhead but u just got based//
niggaz like u better just leave it alone//
before niggaz like u son meet with the chrome//
clap at cha dome//
and i clap at cha manz im takin over now time 2 cancell ya plans//
type of nigga dat a fed ex ya head 2 ya moms//
fuck ya baby moms then strap her azz witt a bomb//
people told me u like 2 drop the sope in jail//
and u frail until one shot a send u 2 hell// muthafucka

vote da truth just came harder and had some better punches
both were quite weak
vendetta u just gota hit harder cos ur rhyme was good apart from that

that was hott nigga....Votes uppin^^

vote truth

2-0 u uupin^^

I don't think you had chance
vendetta, Datruth rip ya ass.

damn u joint was kinda ill datruth, vendetta he put u almost to shame.
vot=datruth

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damn vendetta you got burnt like a lil bitch

its al good i was in class when i wrote it so imma get emm next time

vote= Da Truth

Vendetta verse was like it was tellin astoy instead of throwin ill punches, Truth punches were way harder