Voted For: Stanza

im givin ratins for tha barz..here we go...

stanza:
My rhymes *pack* punch like supermarket teens on picnics
But ya *flow* is off like automatic learners driving stick-shift
was iight...7/10
I set the marker for skill, like im in a Tourney~With~Flaws
U couldnt *Pass The Bar* if u were and Attorney~At~Law
didnt get tha first part but still iight...5/10
Im mentally~advanced, while ur experimentally~in~trance
My rhymes*shock u*like seeing a vampire in a glass
lost tha structure and flow a bit...5/10
This *dickhead* covers his * face* like a latex~rubber
He claims to be str8 wen he fucks his same~sex~mother
bad punch man...3/10
ya rhymes BORIN, like MIMES WIT MIC's & ya rhyme skill less
You Make Dumb Dumbz Look Like the definition of illness
no no no...but iight a lil...5/10

ddd:
your name is a poetry term, but man you just a clown/
ya your poetry is deep....burried six feet underground/*
shitty opener...4/10
you wanted 10 lines, because your afraid to do more/
I understand you there....cuz I could beat you in four/
didnt hit...5/10
ya name is 'stanza'? well it doesnt fit, ya structures wack/
you seperate ya lines...so how is ya poetic verses intact?/**
iight right there...7/10
Luda in ya sig...dawg, is this guy your fuckin idol?/
Wit a role model like that...you lack talent so vital!/
no...not doin shit...bad punch...3/10
man face it...you cant win this battle, broken hoe/
A loss a kick-in-the balls...this my lyrical Roshambo!/***
oh hell no...dont jus pull a cartoon term outta nowhere...1/10

its like dis...ddd, ya verse was no landin no hits...might have been betta if u wrote it first...stanza, ya shit wasnt all dat either but at least u got sum good shit goin...

v=stanza

-DB

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