ayyo u knwo the rules...
check check mic check<<<1-2

you spit 1st since u so eager

hurry up man aint got all night

*takes a step forwar and smacks Iced6969 the fuck out..**u way outta ya league accepting this challenge**


I’ll deteriorate this weak lyricist with rhymes that CORRODE through MINES//
Seeing is believing, as my rhymes will FOLD his SPINE//
I could easily SCOLD his LINES with lyrics that are like original Monet Artwork-hard to FIND//
Iced attached a hollow voice box to his ear lobe-that’s his feasible explanation of SPOKEN MIND…//
With a poetic weapon drawn, this KING plans to forget this PAWN as my rhymes meticulously manicure this cat like a FORENSIC LAWN//
My punches will MESS this JOHN with a metaphorical rhyming lesson//
My vocally expressed Smith and Wesson will hit hard so I can spit a BAR EXAM and keep this cat GUESSIN’//
My rhymes rollover weaker classes and preach to the famed masses//
Iced is BLAST-ED like the Columbia Tragedy and left unsung and FLACCID//
My lyrics will decay this cat as if I RHYMED ON ACID//
Five votes accumulated from destroying this RODENT equals a win for me-do the math KID//
Obliterations of the “weaker” RHYMING NATIONS leave this VAGABOND waiting in VAIN and IMPATIENT//
My rhyme book is studied like the Koran so ANCIENT//
Just so I can leave dude sailing away on the DEAD SEA in a FAINT SHIP//
My rhymes are ADJACENT to respected emcees and are dissimilar to wannabes//
The horrible verse you'll spit and try defeating ‘Vendetta? That’s like FORBIDDEN VERSES trying to make fun of ME//
With a SUMMONED PLEA for this lyricist desperately needing a whipping boy, I'll ripped this DECOY and fed him to his GAYLORDS for use as a DISCREET TOY//

wheres this kid at...u shoulda posted by now

*laughs at stupid pre write* ...........

Aight yo chek 1, 2 chek this, yo yo
Bablah bablah bablah, stop babblin', yo so fuckin wack ima walk away while we still battlin*turns to leave then changes mind*
Yo seriously what the fuck you tryna do? Ill battle anybody in your crew
Yo i dont give a fuck ima destroy this boy, especially your fake ass mc crew with there fake ass codorys
Son just sit down ive heard ya rap before this, you aint abouts shit, ima get a k.o. cause this battles more mismatched then your outfits, im hectic, throw ya into fits, epileptic, your breathin fast and furious...like a v12, 11, 10, 9 your pules just faded This has been a waste of my time so youve just been graded
F for fucked...cause i brought the charm and the only way you gonna win is through luck

yo uppin for votes

yo we need some votes on this, start postin

that shit wasnt prewritten bitch i jsut did it for this battle punk what the hell u talkn bout...i merked this kid...
uppin for votes^^^

why u gettin mad...cuz it was prewritten

^^^^u read his verse............and still........thats tha BEST u could do??

is that a vote..why i think it is...1-0 ME

lol oops it was b4 i joined tha crew didnt know i would get in so quick but ima make u proud best i can

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iight playa..uppin^^

Hey iced, I like that verse.... when Eminem sang it! Nice try punk