alright son. I believe you said:

10-15 (but if you wanna spit more just do it and I'll match)
my verse due 1/2 hour after yours, so you spit first
as for the rest of the rules:
no crew votes
no d/r
no hate votes
first to 5 (only explained poll votes count). . .

. . . spit . . .

aight.......

checking in.............

will drop in approx. an hour...............

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uppin' for C's verse . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . .................................................. .................................................. .................................................. .................................................. ....

dont worry... I know where this is.......

pry wont have time to do it tonight....

will be tomorrow early in the day..........

yay....imma be sure to hit this up when you both drop....this should be ill

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Aight look

Vicious shots leave you holier than John Paul... Accuracy leaves you sweating bullets/
Setting this cat up for another tech-fall, While Meta spits cornier lines than cats sporting mullets/
Man this cat is wack, spittin lines so played, I'm starting to call his drops throw-backs/
Punches leave you on ya back, Why duck a sure win... You can't beat Chrit, just face the facts/
Physically man-handle your metas... And anihilate you with verbal blows and tougher worplay/
In base ball you percentage is repectable, but .500 on RB proves you saw talent and ran the other way/
13 battles and you try to usurp the king? Fuck it you're just another newbie to run through/
Not a free agent by choice but Meta was forced to after Chrit retired his whole crew/
Thought complex? Naw kid I've been evidence that its your ideas that are narrow/
How else would a cat plan a drive-by and try to pull it off with a bow and arrow/
No wonder this kid has no presence in audio, Chrit's heard mutes that flow better than this kid/
Looked in to your past to prove ya ignorance in the streets... Cat peeped an auction just to prove he had a bid/
I can see it now... Meta pm'ing for votes for the better lyrycist/
But you gotta expect those lack of punches from a kid that has no fists/
After this battle, just retire... man you have you're place in history/
Right next to all the emcees that were laid to rest by a merking from C-H-R-I-T.............


sorry this took so long.....
didnt have time last night...

edits for spelling

alright son. i counted 16 lines, so I'll match it . . .

“King” Chrit?, shit, I’m the only one who rex it with soveirgn immunity// (“rex” is Latin for “king”)
You’re about to be overthrown with rhymes more academic than university communities//
If you got a dope line it’s either ghostwritten OR BIT like planetary attractions//
every time Chrit spits opponents have to absorb more pussy flows than sanitary napkins//
Did you predict annihilation, that was pure speculation like Enron’s stock price//
I’ll leave you lost and searchin’ for a Guiding Light like out-of-work housewives//
You’re mentally handicapped, so how can you possibly dis- my ability//
Food for thought, and you’ve been fastin’ too long so you lack mental agility//
and don't say this verse is pre-written, shit isn't pre-rehearsed it's just pre-your hearse//
although I was the second to spit I'm gonna be the only one breathin' so I guess I’ll have to leave you first//
cause I got so much flavor even before I spit my first rhyme you could taste it//
basically Chrit is getting’ laced cause he brings more gay lines than "Will & Grace" scripts//
it’s getting’ ugly, like Bubba Sparx’s veracose veins as I stop the King’s reign//
cause you got nothin’ but weak flows in your dome like a blood clot in your brain//
so you won the last round, but like Christopher Wallace’s excrement - BIG SHIT!//
this bitch is thinkin’ he gave me a piece of his mind just because he left with his wig split//

. . . votes . . .

hmm...

nice to see you had something completely preapred for me...

10 min to post that....

oh well.... I guess yyou've been writing since our last battle

its cool though...

time for votes

(^^^^^^^) "shakes head" . . . this from the cat that ducked me for almost 2 weeks . . . anyway, votes . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Wow Tight battle nice from both emcees mass respect n credit goin out to both of ya i think Chrit's verse stood out more to me

Metaphysical (fave lines)

You’re mentally handicapped, so how can you possibly dis- my ability//
Food for thought, and you’ve been fastin’ too long so you lack mental agility

it’s getting’ ugly, like Bubba Sparx’s veracose veins as I stop the King’s reign//
cause you got nothin’ but weak flows in your dome like a blood clot in your brain//

Chrit (fave lines)

Vicious shots leave you holier than John Paul... Accuracy leaves you sweating bullets/
Setting this cat up for another tech-fall, While Meta spits cornier lines than cats sporting mullets/
Man this cat is wack, spittin lines so played, I'm starting to call his drops throw-backs/
Punches leave you on ya back, Why duck a sure win... You can't beat Chrit, just face the facts/

I can see it now... Meta pm'ing for votes for the better lyrycist/
But you gotta expect those lack of punches from a kid that has no fists/
After this battle, just retire... man you have you're place in history/
Right next to all the emcees that were laid to rest by a merking from C-H-R-I-T.............

vote- Chrit

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c'mon ya'll, I know there some cats whose battles we've been hittin' up out there . . . . . . .. . . . . .

Ok i'll break it down like this.

Punches=Meta1
Personals=Meta1
Wordplay=Chrit
Complexity=Chrit
Multi's and Meta's=Meta1

This was a close battle dont get me wrong meta barely got by wid his punches and personals but on tha meta's and multi's meta1 did get this.
Vote=Meta
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well.......i can't vote but i will say good battle to both of yall.........chrit....again u repped it.......meta.....u came nice too......now stop being some bitches and hit up my battle wit phrantik before i fuck everybody up.......nah i'm just bullshittin......1

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