well i recently downloaded a beat, Jay Z-meet the parents instrumental, and it made me come up with a whole story. sit back and enjoy. listen to it while you read this, if you can get tha beat.

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first to 5 votes.
the 3-0 rule is in effect.
no crew votes, dickrydin, hatin and etc.

Can you see the scars on my flesh/ the blood forced from my veins/
Near-fatally wounded, prayin for the end of this pain/
My spirit floats in preparation for my ascension to Christ/
But the mind of a survivor keeps me attached to this life/
Because of my many enemies, my head comes wit a price/
Someone almost cashed in on it recent, in a lyrical fight/
Locked in battle, I battled her, mistook her for trife/
She looked to be nice, till she revealed a blade in her lines/
Stabbed me slashed at me, the attack admittedly had me/
In a state of near death, till I waited for death gladly/
But the pain of loss was used to my advantage/
And granted me another life, left on this earth still standing/
Now I stand reanimated, walking a breathing corpse/
The crow soaring above me, keeping my eyes on this doll/
The grave awaits the weak, like bed sheets to the tired, for that I never sleep/
Prepared my death bed in the throne, where my head will rest in peace/
I entered into her room, crept up the crow on my shoulder/
Began to unfastened my weapon of choice from it’s holster/
Post up by the head of her bed, caressed her head and her neck/
She sleepin so peacefully, unknowing in short moments she’s dead/
Clamped one hand on her mouth, silenced her screams/
Ripped her clothes off of her body, while takin the belt off from my jeans/
Saw the tears rolls from her pupils, watched her plead with her eyes/
I could hear the pain in her voice, when I penetrated her thighs/
Remorseless, I violated and raped her/
Saw her wishing that the fate of non existence would take her/
So many things flashed in my mind, while I muffled her speech/
Now rippin vaginal tissue, her midsection begins to bleed/
Not givin a fuck about wut monster she believes me to be/
She struggled beneath me so I beat her repeatedly with the handle part of the heat/
Felt her breath on my neck, her legs clamped around my back/
Salty tears dirty my shirt, she pleads for me to get back/
I finished, jumped off her quick/ reacted simple as this/
“Remorse is only for the weak, for you I’m saving a clip.”
Yanked her to her feet, brought knuckles down on her skin/
Broke her jaw with pistol whip, and continued till she wus bloody and ripped/
She stood fists clenched barely able to stand/
As I stood in front of her, smile on my face, pistol placed in my hand/
Wasted her in eight shots, smoke escaping my gun/
I walked next to her body, bloodied knocked over and hunched/
Knelt beside her, etched the crows name in her chest/
Pressed my lips to hers, simulating the kiss of death/

ok ok i gotta give it to u that was hot..............




us killaz are rollin like this/ we are a big risk/ so dont even bother to diss/ while you moving your lips/ we thinkin of ways to splatter your organs like gritz/ killaz are the only one you know that will cut open there mother's wrist/ just for mentioning a dirty spot on the car they missed/ killaz minds run counter-clockwise/ unlike the true human beings our spleans are green from the bluntz we smoke/ but niggaz that turn blue, are our victims we choke/ and they call them red-necks cause of the blood that spills, when we slice their throats/ killaz dont even bother, you dont pass the pipe/ you another nigga thats gonna be loosing his life/ we hang on the wire of "your last breathe"/ ticklin our enemies so they could fall to their death/ killaz are a not humans/ they're their own type of species/ we more chocolate then other niggaz, way more chocolate then Reese's/ we makin the priest visiting your house weekly/ cause we killin a member of your fam quickly/ and ya'll could ask Ripley, if you dont believe it or not/ and you cant get on our good side, cause we aint got one/ we waving a burner in front of everyone/ wit one pull everybody is done/ nobody can run, cause our heat covers more of the earth then the sun/


Point Blank, ChynaDoll , both comin at full speed/relevent niggas like me, dat be #1 & in da lead/2getha, FUBAR,we form 1 to create attention/
illness, I got meta4's & otha shit I dont even gotta mention/freestyle & chill in da war battle/I attack wit no 1st warnin not even a rattle/I be dat bitch dat got u shook in da middle of my verse/its so dark & scary you'll thinkin its a voodoo curse/I got u shaky cuz my rhymes hit da ground causin a earthquake/heart pumpin violently and ya chest starts 2 shake/veins bust, pressure overload causes ya bones to break/My deadly flo goes wit rap like Placid is 2 Lake/my rhymes flow like pollen when da wind blows/fya hot enuff 2 melt ya skin thru ya clothes/style go back 2 da ancient temples/mind ova matta increased da strength of my pencil/my scripts could destroy a man wit evil words/magic spells is casted wit spices & herbs/all fake niggas facin mass destruction/my brain is a factory & rhymes are created in mass production/1 luv 2 da alliance & all da emcees who stay dedicated/cuz dat hatin shit shit has been out dated/I just wanna make sure its clearly stated/dat my text has no need of pre-meditated/Ima swing at ya 2 see/ya lips movin 2 loosely/tryin 2 seduce me/satisfy my appetite by feedin on ya looseleaf/lethal weapons wen my raps is in motion/Wen u C me on ya block ya brain suddenly frozen/eyes dialate & heart rate increases/u dont need a docter u really need Jesus/I give verbal infections im just 2 sick wit word selections/if I ran 4 president wit no recounts Id win da elections/my sneakers leave traces & I key dese phrases believe me, praise dis/So ill my album cova is quarantined & labeled contagious/2 me hatas is borin, while you sleep & snoring I’ll key ya door in/Sneak on da flo den give ya newborn a cocktail of neosporin/den make scream & moan due 2 a orgasms/got hatas in dey head havin brain spasms/goin 4 da hatas & all da wack kids/dey cant C they wack, so I move they eye lids/da apocalypse has been planned/hatas death, is my only demand!You dont really want it wit ChynaDoll/ Noooo we mo' gifted then X-Mas yet to come/

aight erbody vote..........

chyna doll, again massive props you got skill. now lets see how mu'fuckas vote

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remember people, to vote for tha winner use the poles up top...and then give a good description on your decision

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man, where tha votes at? this battle is ill as fuck!

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I really dont know who to vote for. Both verses were hot. Maku, I really wasn't feeling the whole rape thing though. But that didn't have any impact on my vote. Without a doubt you both have skill and I would call it a draw if I could. Since I can't, I think I am going to go with ChynaDoll again. Hopefully more people will vote on this.

Vote - ChynaDoll

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Chynadoll you rate, that was some ill shit.

damn...ain't nobody tryna vote for me....lol...It's tha sexy cartoon she got huh? damn it! lol...aight y'all...keep votin

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so did you vote for her then or me lillem

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LOL, that's the price you pay battling a girl. (ChynaDoll I still would have voted for you even if you were a guy though.. your verse was ill)

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its a good thing that i cant vote in the polls yet cuz i dunno who i'd give the vote to...i'd like to see another round.. see who is hot consistently...if u can be consistent then your a true mc...my votes a draw

i wish this battle could be kept remembered or somethin', like a classic battle forum perhaps? lol. aight y'all keep votin. ignore tha sexy cartoon! don't look! don't look! aww, damn it!

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lol @ maku...nigga u crazy.......

over all I liked chyna's style better, but I didn't think it flowed as well... the vocab and word-play were pretty hot in both, long as fuck... damn... it was a safe battle I'm glad I peeped this, I'm-a give my vote to Maku, I liked how the rhyme itself worked, an' I was listnin' to that beat.. it goes nicely...

peace... good battle

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