Erm, im lookin' for a crew, but no newby crews you know, just somewhere i can be for a long ass time. heres a keyed battle verse against some dude.
i dont do tht much text. but i have to as my audio isnt set up yet.

Stompin' this "mc"out, like out of control retard camp fires...
Only time this cats on a roll, s'wen hes fittin' michellin tyres...
This fool needs to reflect upon his image, coz no one digging you
Think you ill? consider yourself hot? naa, thts just mc with a fever & the flu
Dampen your spirits, like pouring holy water on bottles of gin..
Nothin' special, your bars arent solid..like strips of Kinder-egg tin..
Disperse a arsenal of verbs to deplete all tht mc stands for...
How many words is there for this? Merked? Ripped? heck maybe Torn
Im not a textual cat, but still im way beyond yo skills n' levels..
ya fuckin' odd kid, like skittles mixed up inna packa' revels...
You aint got rivals n' such, coz youre not realli recognized..
fuckin' ugly dude, even when yo we were born, it was u, ur mom despised.
now look in my eyes, i can see the fear seeping' thru ya features..
Im leavin' this brawl wit the last word, like over excited preachers..