Ivory a.k.a I-Wizzy
this dude wanna battle he really must be krazy check it/
checin in just entad/
my shank would come out ya body like a ladys puscenta/
i spit the lyrical flows liek jay-z/
hit you wit some shit and have you speakin forein language like punjabian Mc/
Like Allen Iverson im the answer/pull out the a.k and and have you shakin like them G-Dep dancers/
yo i come so intacked/
i put that flava in ya ear like craig mack/
aint nuthin you can do/
yo pussy ass need tampons ya leakin hu/
you makin me laugh stop i'll have my nigga commin at you faster then L.A cops/
ya style is old school like Grannayz/
this mutha fucka lighter then a jar of mayonaise/
yo i dont know why you startin/
aint nothin you can do now/
cut ya up so bad ya hairl line look like rucker park playground/
i'll leave ya moms bleedin after i shank her in the belly/
then get ya sista raped by r.kelly/
yo you cant see me/
yo style is pussy like BLUNT-MC/

K-Razy
aiight and it goes like this..


That was seriously the saddest verse i have ever seen//
Those punchlines didnt hit me, they flew over my head clean//

what the hell was that verse, for that ima murder you son//
ima brake your record,then make your recored zero and one//

I read that shit thinking, damn boy he could have tired//
that whole verse was sadder then when tupac died//

now now, dont loose your temper, just please stop yelling//
Go home and do you real talent, thats conjelling//(tightening his pussy)

it took you fuckin 20 minutes for you to fuckin spit//
and im still standing here scratching my head ''was that it?//

And dawg that line about the la cops, i spit that in school//
repeting lines of mine dawg, thats not cool//

And maybe you didnt read the rule bout no disses to my mom//
maybe i should tell the world how you steal all your lines from wannabe-rappers.com//

and dowg how come all your rymes have suin about r kelly, are you a fan?//
i bet you too can realate huh?, your both sad excuses for a man.//

and dawg, do u want me to explain why i started//
cos i read your other shit, decided it wood be easy, what are your retarded?//

now its over, and im done with you see//
what the hell were YOU thinking when you decided to battle me?//


Ivory
ok ok ok you got me there/
when i heard that shit my head was stickin everwhere/
but that shit you said i dont really dont care/
but most of that shit you was wasnt fair/
i forgot why yo faggot ass wherin thong under where/
lift you up in the air ya body get bent/
o yeah tell ya moms she ows me a half a cent/
o yeah let me say something right here/
ya moms aint cute she need a better weave in her hair/
o yeah that shit you said wit tupac you needs to stop/
cus when i puched you in ya face in school ya eyes rooled back like when biggy got shot/
yo you needs to stop hatin/
i caught yo ass on transvestites.com masterbatin/
yo ya style is so worn/
ya girl got mad acne on her face she look like a cob of corn/
biitch please/
this nigga was soo hi all he was talkin bout macaroni and chees and his dads pussy/
yo you thought you really had me hurt/
when you be a the club like tweet droppin his skirt/
you got me in a rage/
i beat yo ass so bad ya face was lookin like aj (106 and park) braids

K-Razy
yo dawg,
your repeting your self, line three//
how you gunna diss my girl dawg, at least i have one b.//

and dawg, i let you hit me! HAHA, you think that hurt? sike, not at all//
what dont you get, people arent afriad of you because your tall//

And tell me dawg, how the fuck am i hating?//
ive got more then 2 things on you, better looks, and at least my hair doesnt look like its inflatin'//

i bet you enterd this shit think you wood win cos im white//
but so far all ive herd is bad shit about you on this site//

what do you do pay people to vote for you//
and mbenz stole La cops from me, you can ask him its tru//

at least im origanal when i spit//
if anyone ask, i wouldnt fess up to writing that shit//

you gotta admitt for a white kid i have skill//
and ill admitt your doing ok for a women not pregnant, and not on the PILL!//

im not even gunna bother typin another curse//.
ill battle you in school, where you dont have 20 minutes to think of a verse//

so bye bye dawg, im out like a bee in the summer//
when your rap careers over, come to me, ill be the famouse dude in the hummer//

hit this up yall

read the rules dumbass
no battles
this shit will be gone tomorrow

*sigh*, why not take this shit to "Front Lines"?

no the reason why i put this here to see if anyone likes it
its not really a battle anyways B(V)U$3 yo new bee punk ass shut the fuck up

i-wizzy, man... havn't you learned yet.. you pretty much a newbie too with the shit you write.... like seriously elevate or don't run your mouth.. btw.. krazy killed your verses, although his wasn't very good either..

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are you serious i murdered him i got more street credit and on this site
man just leave me alone idont say shit to you man

FUCKIN HATER

Anyway saw ya picture my sister said you look like her Grandmas old pussy
and plus i won this fuckin battle anyways so he couldnt have been betta than me

i think it was better.. an' I'm not hatin' on you anymore.. I'm just try'n to make the point that you're too calky.. calm down a bit yo..

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