no d/r votes
no crew or hate votes
spit first
and 5-10 lines max

this ain't da seashore but with my shotgun ya ass will see shells (sea shells)/
you'll probably throw me punches thats either bitten or pre-written for someone else/
when i'm through with voodoo his body will look like swiss cheese from da mach/
i'll rip out his eyeballs and glue em on da back of his head just so he can watch his back/
if rapping was paraphanelia you couldn't even come up with a shitty joint/
like a broken pencil no need for you to spit cause your not making a point/
throw on a mask like jason just to haunt you like halloween/
have you face down on da ground throwing out money out your jeans like a automated teller machine/
i'm tired of hearing ya rhymes about pistols and choppers/
it's not my fault you running out of lines like forgetful shoppers

Ok i will spit 2moro!............................................ ....................................

Here comes my verse, yours is much worse//
After this battle your gonna need a nurse, and you'll fink your've bin cursed//
Your words are a flop, just like your knob//
You couldnt pull a hoe, your just a big fat slop//
In this battle your gettin ripped, thats cos ya scared cos your raw//
You hav never heard of hip hop, cos im just pure//
Your even so ugly that your mum has to tie a pork chop round your neck so the dog will play wiv ya//
This is like cat and dog, I'm the dog, and even if ya shit was prewritten u wud still end up biten, Ha!//
Your even scared of your own shadow, you faggort, You are so scared you hav never even watched 8mile//
Cos your scared you'll piss ya pants, You pussy, and this battle i've won cos i have got more style//