anyone wanna battle?

hey dawg this is the wrong place for call outs you gotta go to bitch slapped which is in frontlines

it dont matter where we at come on uk

mic check? fuck! that aint a name, thats a statement
dont fuck with my fate, man
go back to ya mothers basement
my rhymes to yours are adjascent.
opposite - im hot, you're not. im ill, but still
ya bring beef but im Jack and you're Jill.
You little bitch check ya mic like ya name suggests
cos ma words infest ya chess like a bad hit of the sess.
so why u lookin dumb?
is it cos i fucked ya mum and won this battle an i aint even done?
jus leave the mic and run mic - YOU GOT CHECKED

look nigga simply u a kid im a mc in da lite da's lime/da 1st rule of b'n a rapper is havin bars that rhyme/ya shit sound retarted, dont make no sense/yo punk ass prolly need a ladder to b up on dis/whoever sed words dont break bones was lyin fa ril/this a lyrical race, dont u no jack beat jill up the hill/so u callin me pussy nigga i aint pleased/ the only way i be pussy if i was riddled wit disease/caz im sick wit the flow/it dont take much to no,that i leave u brain dead rhymin body bagged fa show/so take this from the best dont get toe tagged up/silence lil nigga shut the fucc up

yo bitch ya wanna battle, come wi me, il show ya how ta
but dont ge into shit that ya cant get outta
you come from ohio? you hillbilly muthafucka
ya muthafuckin dad's probbly ya mothers brother.
ya sat there callin me nigga like im black
but im white so lets cut the crap - yr fuckin wack.
Toe tagged body bags? fool ya motha fuckin
fake ass betta jus keep on truckin.
bitch - ya betta approach me in a different manner
cos ya sound like MC Hammer. with a stammer.

mic wrecker got you, skam your rymes were aight but just not good enuf

mc wit a stammer is that ya best line/either ya spellin bad or u jus cant completly say ya lines/it cant be that u scared oh boy! no way/caz it was WHITE ppl that formed the kkk/yea im from ohio an skam jus got smitten/i rep the us of a and piss all over great britian/dont get bitter yung one the kid got flow like ammo/spray ya like lysol and watch ya collapse to tha flow/but this rap guns aint got nowhere in this/the way im spittin prolly have u cryin this instance/real niggaz no they den already gave me props/tell yo mom ta get u a tissue after im done wit her back shots/so if ya smart ya better perk ya ears up an listen/or get ya ass phantom puched like u was sonny listen/im great, aint nobody told u that? well this ya edu-ma-cation/you thought u could beat me,well sadly yo o'fay ass was mistaken/you gon try to step to me you no talent havin rapper/except 4 emiemem i'll throw u in the pile wit all the other rappin crakers/stagger lee, lil wite, an whoever else rap like bing crosby/mutha fucka u smokin crack if u think u can top me

God Damn..............dat'll Teach U Not To Run Yo Mouf

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im not gonna reply, cos it's clear im fightin a losin battle. you won. respect. peace.

wossup... phew-jist-chap-pose-epha-omega one-gents-fines. FD CREW. skam

it's cool man dont even worry about it, keep workin on yo skillz an holla at me wen u improve no disrespect im doin this 4 the love of the music

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