yo u spit 1st
no feeding
no dr hate or crew votes
due 30 mins after check in
3-0 ko
explained votes

whoo! bout time man

Mic check, watch your neck, smack you with a wrench, and make you speak “pussy” like you was French//
You talk about spec, but you wudn’t be a “star” if you was on “TREK”//
My punches connect, with side affects, cuz like 1-800 I collect respect, while your ship gets re-wrecked//
You wont be “special” in the “Olympics” you lose cuz you’re a reject//
With that trunk for a nose you look like a elf//
I wud “intelligently” beat you using your shelf//
But with your hands on your dick your beating yourself//
I heard you wanted to get sick, so you went to gay clubs and started sucking dick//
Dissin me that’s a no-no, you wudnt roll if your playing with a yo-yo//
So you tupac?~na~but with these dicks in ya ass you too pack, og-got-happy when he grew a 2’ cock//
So how do you consider ya self a man you fruit-ball?
When ya got eggs on you like easter at the mall//
You a stupid little joker, you say your not gay, But You go to gay clubs to play poker//
Finisher:
I’ll run your brain using scans, locate your plans, then beat your ass using your hands//

you got what thirty minutes?

tic, toc, tic, toc.......

no one feels you but still you gunna (boss and boast)-you fell to skuzz now to me and yeah (you lost to ghost)//
"you lost your flow" as if you ever (had one) you spittin's like a deaf bitch trying to speak they both sound (mad dumb!)//
your styles (ridiculous and feminine) your supposed to be creative but still i see you (ripping shit from eminem)//
thats why niggas aint (hearin you kid)- you (snare and you spit) - but dont have a fucking clue as to what a (lyricist is)//
I can't (believe you) - your inc niqqas done pumped and gassed you (diesle) - you honestly think rap battles really (needs you)//
please dude if anything it'd be better with (out you)- that's why I spit this venom in hope to fucking (de-route you)//
your (gay and stupid)- and gassed I'd really (hate to do this)-but I'ma put your head into the stereo its about time you ('faced the music')//
i put my strength into this this is the (end of your line)-for your words of stupidity (redemption is mine) PUSSY!
u couldnt see me with some binocs and some (infared)
like steven segall and ja rule that rhyme was half past (dead)
i hit this bitch up like tupac (shakur)
ur the fish i got the bait ta hang ya from my (lure)
comin ta this battle i give ya (props)
ya like a fogged up sniper scope u got no (shot)
my rhymes flippin u like a (loop)
ya probably white hangin with the wrong (group)

uppin for votes come on yall ill hit ur battles up

my vote goes to kool-killa, way better

thanx for the vote bro....but i wud appreciate it if you explained it a little...so it can count

yo vote on me killa becuz he didnt explain it so poll vote for me

what??? uhh uhh!!!! its a vote for me if anything.....he has to explain it...otherwise it wunt count....!!!

no actually he doesnt have do explain when u vote in da polls u dont gotta do anything so stop talkin like u know shit. get yo shit straght.

and if he dont then u vote on me on the polls

i juss voted in da poills but im not explainin...fuckin herb

iight whateva no need ta get all mad ghetto

can u vote at least.. thanx