iight we gone start this battle over again cuz Emoney took too long to post up his verse in the last battle. Imma start it off then Emoney can post up his verse. Dirty Shanks told me i could just copy amd paste my last flow in this thread because the polls were closed in the last thread. LET THE OFFICIAL POISON VS. EMONEY BATTLE BEGIN!

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Yo ass think u can surpass me? you’re higher than helicopters//
You aint got the PATIENCE to outlast this lyrical DOCTOR.
rhyme M.D. mixing styles together getting REACTIONS like CHEMISTRY//
Ya phony alchemy imitates but doesn’t flatter me.
Metaphors and similes assault and batter yo whole anatomy//
Yo mind frails and tattered g, bout as powerful as a 9 volt battery.
This ain't no time to play around, yall done CALLED me OUT for a SHOWDOWN//
So if I gotta SHIT on you, I'll rhyme with my fuckin’ PANTS PULLED DOWN.
Pø!$Øn nigga, VA for shizzle, but this time//
I'm repping A.I. finest but still in a COLD BLOODED KILLA state of MIND.(cold blooded killaz.....a crew i had a while back)
Style so hype, I take MEDICINE just to calm my POISONUS flows down//
That's why I type cause when I write the words can't stop JUMPING AROUND.
Inept vegetable, my rhymes will leave you rotting somewhere in a trash receptacle//
Think you the NEW rap DON? i’ll hit you with ROAST BEEF that’s INDIGESTIBLE.
E-MONEY, might as well file for a LOAN cuz after this battle, yo azz gone be in lyrical DEBT//
yo name say it all cuz my rhymes gone verbally SWIPE yo thoughts like a CHECK.
I take niggaz like you to the BANK and DEPOSIT verbal CASH in my ACCOUNT//
then WITHDRAW you and store you in my WALLET like MONEY and BOUNCE.
RESERVOIR DOGS is what you rep, ha, more like fuckin PUSSY CATS//
the only thing ya’ll niggaz good for is ‘COUGHING UP HAIR-BALLS’ and ‘CHASING RATS’. (talking shit and battlin newbies)
ya’ll aint ready for us niggaz yet so stay in yall fuckin ‘LITTER BOX’//
instead of PURINA CAT CHOW ya’ll used to chewing on, A.I. gone feed ya’ll open clips from our verbal glock’s.
Metaphorical cannibal, you stepped up to an entity that's un-fathable//
Your rhymes are like one legged people, ‘un-stand-able’.
Get ya epidermis sandblasted fresh off my pure velocity//
Honestly, I think I've killed more catz than ‘curiosity’.(curiosity killed the cat)
i steadily rock niggaz like you ‘COCKED BACK’ like a ‘GUN’ in ‘Memphis’ ‘crown’(the way Memp Bleek wears his hat cocked back)//
lyrical shellz spittin at yo cranium as you drop-off to the ground.
im so discreet, like ‘Michael Jordan’, my rhymes just took flight//
ridin this bitch azz nigga E-MONEY like a ‘23’-speed bike.
Tryin to battle me? you couldn’t win in SCRABBLE even If I ‘spotted’ you my VOCABULARY//
My style varies that’s why every adversary is temporary.
You need balls to come at me, but you only ‘bout 1/10th my left testicle//
If ya had ‘ALZHEIMER'S’, my rhyme scheme would still be ‘UNFORGETABLE.
Tha battlefield … the battle’s real – A.I. gon hold shit down//
wit punchlines and lyricism ignitin tha fuckin crowd.
Get hyped muthafucka … cause A.I. comin for tha title//
Success is imminent- we prominent – cuz this shit is vital.
Now it’s agreed that I succeeded where yo punk azz failed//
cuz I just RIPPED yo bitch azz up like fuckin JUNK MAIL.

iight Emoney, its your turn now

PLEASE DONT BE LONG THIS TIME TO POST UP...UPPIN!

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YO COME ON. YOU MEAN I BEEN OFFLINE FOR A WHOLE WEEK AND THIS NIGGA EMONEY STILL AINT POST UP SHIT. THIS SHOULD BE CONSIDERED A NO SHOW SHANKS. HIT ME BACK ON YO OPINION.

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FUCK IT, I TAKE THIS ONE BY A NO SHOW, ITS BEEN ALMOST 2 WEEKS NOW AND THIS CAT STILL AINT POST

He's Not Gonna Post........


This Battle Is DEAD!!! No One Is Gonna Post/Vote So It Doesn't Matter!


-OuT-