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no unexplained votes
no crew votes
no d/r

spit when you ready...

deadline is tomorrow by midnight, just have it up by then

honk honk!!

spit it now! just key it quick

aight then ill have it in tommorow.... i need somethin to look forward to.

uppin this shit off the 4th page so I can find it later?

remember to have ya shit up by midnight

honky honky

i got it.....

extending this til the end of thursday cause the site was down and neither could post i would assume

hahaha Jo Jo's tryin to get out of it

word... i thought you was goin ask for a no show or sum shit...
spit by tonight at midnight

fuck lets get this shit goin...do someting jo jo the ho

I forgot I was on this site
Ill have mine up by midnight....dont worry

you betta post, shit i wasted like two days on this fuckin battle

whats abomination doin postin on this anyway... stay out motherfucka

Emcee capablities, sures has wack compatibilities, this kid needs to align with crack rehability. Now with ingenuitiy
Its time for your exposure, I 'm taking a win "home", like a "forclosure",_ Wanksta poser, the nearest you come to rapping, is being a composer,
I dabble in lyrics that rattle ya brains, the closest you come to word~play is playing scrabble~games,
I spit lyrical~"magic", this historical battle gonna turn tradgic when you "disappear",
Im dissing "you", so im "dissing~a~queer", end ya career when I blast you in the atmosphere,
Ill be the last thing you see, before I blast off my plastic, and you see the lid of ya casket, still alive with no air, trying to grasp~it,
Your annoying, so Im deploying enough "raid" to make this "pest" feel like he in the ocean,
My de-votion to droppin drops so hot, got you hitten up the 2 for 1 promotion on suntan lotion,
I leave ya scorned, it starts with a "brainstorm", then I "pencil" lyrics that "PEN"-e-trate massive skin amounts like acid rainstorms,
Leave ya stenciled, and "outlined" on the sidewalk, now that what I call not being able to "walk the walk",
My flow is smooth~n~fast so I never need a "rough~draft", put ya in a body~cast when my shottie~blast,
If you were my "hat" you couldnt "top" me, so I drop thee, and use the report of your autopsy as the "final copy"
Its my desire that drastiks just retire, if ya set ya rhyme book on fire, and dropped it, you still couldnt drop hot-lyr-ics,
My rhymes making~ya~epileptic, in ya prime shaking~whenya~recollect~it, your skeptic that your rhymes is septic, but its true so just accept it,
This emcee is a "pussy" so he shits in "plastic", jo jo is, "rippin" more bitter~cats in battles~n~clashes, than litter~boxes filled with shattered metals~n~glasses,
Honk Honk is the noise made to the mass's, signifying this clowns been burnt to ashes, LOOK AT MY NAME and try not to get laughed at