Aight... 20 to 30 lines.
Pretty much anything goes...
No dick ridin' and all that nice shit...
Ready...
Go...

lol stupd
u aint got enough wins to battle here
and i said 8 lines, no feeding
go to front lines & make the right rules

My punches can’t be stopped, as a bitch you don’t have that option//
You gonna beat me? Naw, I suggest you “quit playing” like “Malone & Stockton”//
I spit "chain reactions" like you was "allergic to shackles"//
Try getting’ some balls son, you only got “half a sack”, like you’re not getting’ credit for "tackles"//
You think you’re street right, probably never held a tech or a pump//
Sniper couldn’t have “foul lines” if he duplicated Jordan’s “best dunk”//
Keep tryin’ to get ya point across, I’ll send three slugs ya way//
I break barriers and “smash records”, like all those pissed “D.J.’s”//
No guilt or remorse felt when I smash this dude, he’s gay//
Girls afraid to “touch ya package”, like Tom Hanks in “Cast Away”//
I’m tryin’ to explain that you shit, but I don’t know where to start this//
It’s pretty obvious you got a "bad record" against GOOD m.c.’s, and you know i’m not talking "criminal charges"//
Like “dead people” with “weed”, you get “rolled in some hearses”//
Still tryin’ ta prove you’re the "real deal", i’m still not seeing the "Holyfield" in ya verses//
I ain’t even angry dogg, I can get twice as mean//
Ya life ain’t hard. Only time you face a “rocky road” is when you eatin’ “ice cream”//
But if you’re askin’ about me, i’ve seen too many glocks on the block//
Sniper wouldn’t know “hard times” if he had “rocks in his watch”//
Unlike ya other battles, you won’t just leave with red on ya shirt//
I heard you “tattooed ya ass”? I guess that’s how you “spread the word”//
Face it homey, you’re fake, like 90 percent of the shit that you claim//
Triyn’ ta “shoot the messenger”, talking tough on “MSN and AIM”//
I’m goin’ for the championship man, the fuckin’ ring is in touch//
Have you “hung over” rooftops, like you was “drinkin’ too much”//
Sniper keeps a low profile, must be fucked up from all the dick you take//
Always getting’ robbed, he wants his “diamond back” like I was “smugglin’ snakes”//
Don’t worry, you’re expected to lose, Lord E kills anyone, just hand me rappers//
This bitch is WHACK, why you think his “Wins-Low” like “Family Matters”// (T.V. Show)