Street is just so gay,and I feel a lot like a bully to go and beat on him today
& I Don't know why you'd explain ya' shit,cuz no one gon read it anyways
So Eat ya' wide array of bullshit that you call your rhymes,'n get abused 'n railed
You talk about "Pun" and shit............when your attempts of using it failed
You's so stale,like rotten milk..left with nowhere to do,now u stuck
& An explanation of 2 lines bigger than your verse....tells us all how you suck

See...Natural kill'ah, try ur hardest but no one feel' yah
bumpin a pic of Rakim dont make u real'ah
keep on watching the Sunday night Sex Show
hopefully that Doc can teach u alittle sumthin... sumthin Bro
cuz when it comes to fuckin bitch's, ur still 2 affraid to go through
u cant even turn on a chic if she showed u how 2
so how do we men.. measure these battles when ur still a boy
i use my dick to make the bitches cum
u still gotta use a toy

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If this generation is lost, it is because we have let go of their hands." - Mos Def

Vote A Battle
Poetics Vs Defined

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This kid think he hard, like he from the gutter, but he soft like melted butter
Seen ya shit and yo rhymes is like porkey pig, new alias should be MC Stutter
Look at this nigga, he wanna talk shit yet he rhymed ass with ass
Even if this nigga were to step in one he'll never have no rhymin class
You just an instigator, raps is shit and all you do is bash
Kids outta call you the 'Garbage Man' cus all you puttin out is trash
You like a fuckin baby, all you do is whine, when there's trouble you run
Think of me as cholesterol, cus you gonna get shook and dropped like big pun

Explain of last two lines:He's like a baby, he whines, until someone sets him straight, then he runs away.Big Pun died of a heart attack, and when niggas usually die like that or get hit with one they start knockin things over and fall, and cholesterol is like a Natural Killa.



yo dawg you cant be diisen you aint even listen
il come flyin and hit you wit my fist straight on come
on you can do better then that or can you il ban
you just like your rhymen its bad it makes me sad too
see these words not bein used right ok listen i no that
wen you read this your gonn get mad but you aint a gansta
ur flingin out these word like you dont care there bear
i care watch wat your sayin im payin your layin
on your back wen im finished wit you il listen to you first
but then il have to burst my spiritual rhymes on your virtual minds
its a disrace look at your face wel thats it for now you really dunno how take it easy dont be sleasy yo you were easy peasy

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This kid think he hard, like he from the gutter, but he soft like melted butter
Seen ya shit and yo rhymes is like porkey pig, new alias should be MC Stutter
Look at this nigga, he wanna talk shit yet he rhymed ass with ass
Even if this nigga were to step in one he'll never have no rhymin class
You just an instigator, raps is shit and all you do is bash
Kids outta call you the 'Garbage Man' cus all you puttin out is trash
You like a fuckin baby, all you do is whine, when there's trouble you run
Think of me as cholesterol, cus you gonna get shook and dropped like big pun

Explain of last two lines:He's like a baby, he whines, until someone sets him straight, then he runs away.Big Pun died of a heart attack, and when niggas usually die like that or get hit with one they start knockin things over and fall, and cholesterol is like a Natural Killa.



yo dawg you cant be diisen you aint even listen
il come flyin and hit you wit my fist straight on come
on you can do better then that or can you il ban
you just like your rhymen its bad it makes me sad too
see these words not bein used right ok listen i no that
wen you read this your gonn get mad but you aint a gansta
ur flingin out these word like you dont care there bear
i care watch wat your sayin im payin your layin
on your back wen im finished wit you il listen to you first
but then il have to burst my spiritual rhymes on your virtual minds
its a disrace look at your face wel thats it for now you really dunno how take it easy dont be sleasy yo you were easy peasy

man i can see your trying, so i wont spoil it....
cuz you do drop hot shit..
....................when your sittin on the toilet.
fuck your potty mouth kid, it aint workin well,
cuz your ass is soft...
..................nowonder you cottonelle,(caught an L)
n fuck a 3rd bar man, i really shouldnt havta bother,dude
cuz everyone knows 'your dope'...
......................when their 'dealin right through you",
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Daz

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i'll play on ya consience, ya contents is complete nonsense
speak of biting, then you fucks flip everyone of my damn concepts
what the fuck, was you high..?
did you think i wouldn't recognize lines that i made
then you come up some bullshit tryna prove that im gay...!
.
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fake fucks..move on...!

Daz, when he rhymes he is a spaz...
I dont need fuckin' bullets to blast...
Just a pen n a pad, flow is really bad...
I just throw you out, like GLAD...
Your a faded fad, I'll leave you hollow...
You cant spit, so you must swallow...

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T-Dot
Reppin' Canada


Havnt lost a real battle yet!

why you think hes hot and me not?
i'll straight-cross out like word-search in a 300z t-top
i hope you see cops and they save you outta ya auto
cuz i aint done yet, i learn a couple of new tactics from saw-2
smash ya face till it looks like mac N cheese
i'll smack emcees, till ya hang-in out ya gut like loong-sleeves

Sure it hurts,we know,but it gotta happen when i whore this herb
& Outta all those emcees in the top 16,fruad.......your the worst
Off cource,your first..to deny,that you wack,but we all know it's truth
that you suck so bad,and i ain't just describing how you blow a flute
I'll fold the loot..while you beg ya' mom 'n pops,like the white,peice-
-a shit you are..u got clowned,by far,the most,it's all a tight squeeze

man I'll fuck you up defeat you and eat you
remove both these trainers and beat you
all you talk is trash and rap for the cash
Bitch my lyrics are more hard hitting on u den whip lash
You get flipped fast and I'ma send u all the way to france
I'll leave you shitting yourself out of your pants
you got nothing on me you got no chicks
and no bitch who is sucking on ur little dick
I stand 10 feet tall and knock you till you fall
You can go fuck urself now and lick my ballz

No way this cat Pressence is from New york
I fucked up his mind going different ways like a fork
How the fuck this guy win 4 battles, due to no shows
Your flow is like your dick, dont worry it'll grow
But chea your lyrics are simple and just too basic
So if you ever think of dissin sum1, you can't...face it

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Blaksun your the whack one, drop the mic
Its imposible for you to flow just flop like a kite
Your pre-writes will not get you very far man
I'll run over your roadkill style like a car can
Its time to end this rhyme, the 8 mile way
So fuck you blacksun and have a niice day

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T-Dot
Reppin' Canada


Havnt lost a real battle yet!

Tdot is the punk from the block whos about to get shot
I got this bitch steaming just like a tea pot
Your rap stinks cuz your to frail bitch and brittle
I smoke ur weed ass out easy and watch you get crippled
The guys got 4 nipples got no teeth so he wistles
and I come out wid stingers your coming out wid pistols
This faggot gets owned he don't even have a home
I'ma kill you quick and then pay for your tomb stone

Would-you-just-shut-it..? cuz you ain't good-ya'-shit's-rusted
With rhymes in such a dirty state that Harlem would-be-disgusted
Instincts say you suck?,then trust-it..you truely-are-the-worst
Keep dreaming tho,cuz 's only hope of u tryna put-me-in-a-worst
Suit's you good,herb..cuz we can never picture you-being-skilled
It ain't really nothing to me,cuz your just another newbie-to-grill

I demolish the killer stop rhyming cuz nobodys feels ya
Just take them pills of yours and hope they kill ya
move over i'll slit you open with ya body bloody and soking
think your verse was good you must be joking
the bitch is a dick rider a pussy not a fighter
I'll fuck your mum but i prefere ur sister cuz her pussy's tighter
I will slit your own wrists so you don't need to do it urself
You need to do it cuz you know your already going to hell

the whore kind,your are..i just hope you won't make some more rhymes,
cuz you ain't even saying shit....all you got is gore lines,
shit that don't diss or offend..& a battle,wit me,I wish you'd attend,
you spittin that shit is a parade in your eyes,'n I pissed on the event,
take it as hate..cuz it is hate ..i really don't like you,
and i'll introduce you,to death when i stick this knife through you,