ight dawg, normal rules

no DR, hate, or crew votes...

20line max... but i really could care less how many you laydown

Mic Check

*cekin in*

aight, let me start off slooow, to let L.I.N.K know how to flow][
yo...yo yo, link of chains? holdin strong? but for how long][
can you hold up, bitch. im suprised you show'd up bitch][

showin up is one thing though, gettin verbally abused is all you know][

your spitz are weak, your rhymes are wack, you prolly commin up with your shit on crack][


so as i sit back in my computer chair, runnin my fingaz through my short brown hair, you sneak around in some hoes house, searchin her dressers sniffin her stanky underwears][


so, you think your raps are good enough for me
fuck man you gotta realize that im nothing but XtC
i cant be vex'd you see, not like the rest you see
i am the best, just believe me, you cant see me
im just too quick...witted, quick...spitted,
quick to get wit tha bitch you hit, as i steal her, you slit your wrists
throw a fit, like a wimp, like a bitch][

Yo Okay,
(new style for the kiddies....don't say my bars are stretched cuz you can't hear any tempo...THINK!)

You are gonna see-"a-sea-without-a-shore" cuz L-will-beat-you-down-to-gore, contend-bitch-no, no shore is right! Cuz I got endless-flow!

rend-with-blows ya can't stop-me, Ya not poetic, quit that "ocean of emotion" ya "not-deep"! trip, I'll make you n' ya crew meat Havoc and leave your "Mob-Deep"!

At the bottom-of-6-feet got-him-with-this-heat, I the Rebel-blasts-cats to other levels wit blast-caps matches n' gas-cans, while T can't "spit hot" lickin lava out the devil's-ass-crack!/

(...enough of that....)

But bet that that's-fact! Gettin me heated?! Pleez! I put my head behind cocked rockets just to laugh at the back-blasts!/
Wack-ass, ya writtens aren't on point, you mind-sharpenin? Ya got as much "foundation in ya work" as blind-carpenters!/
You can't beat my mind-heart-and-nerves, "I chisle battle raps on granite tablets", so how the fuck you got a harder-verse?!/

..wind up...

I got you a chartered-hearse, planned ya death, I flow-with-an-intensive-brain, you know-what-I-intend to-bring, so when I crack ya skull with a "wood bat" it'll read on you're epitaph "He died goin-against-the-grain."

Link Got this...
Better vocab and punches

Hey check out my battle
http://www.rapbattles.com/forum/sho...&threadid=37554

that took you a while, lol... ok verse i guess

i gotta go with link, he had better vocab and shit

sorry bout that tri i left

vote=link
reason=better flow and mulis
alrigth better but u guys can come alot stronger...i hope

come vote
vs. 512
vs. kk

Link took this easily, tripout man, that was very poor, soo wack, Vote= L.I.N.K

Peace Out Yo!!!!

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link had it hands down

return the favor ya'll
vote on my battles too
currently vs conspiracy