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Ight ill spit first
Meters
YungHeadwrecka
Rules :
5 - win
No crew/hate/dickriding/ votes
10-15 lines
1 hour to post
Ight ill spit first
Hold no grudge, not even a judge can bring a verdict/
Because the way you lose a match jus comes together perfect/
No contest with slow context in motion, i spit grammar a
skool teacher couldn't correct/
It's like lyrically "cuffin-your-ventricles" cuz I'm puttin
you in "cardiac-arrest"/
At your rate you battlin me is like you "surpassin'-dracula",
it's simply a "miss-stake"/
Like gas prices over America, my rhymes ain't bout to
de-flate/
Burstin wit words, fuck meters, with my verse I create a
diversion/
The only way you rhyme clean is if you spit those
"unwanted-lines" through detergent/
Surgeon General's warning says it's OK to "smoke" ya
competition/
Choppin game up so much it's like makin' "incisions" in my
opposition/
My rhymes are far too astute and shrewd for your mind to be
able to compute/
Dissolve ya bars through amonia and hydro-chloric chemical
solute/
This nigga battled restricted and he lost 5 to 1/
I bet u sucked some niggas dick for that nigga to say u won/
Drop ya verse meters .................................................. ......................................
goooooooooooooooo dawg . .
Damn Nigga DROP YOUR FUCKING VERSE................ Im not gonna post again cuz u got about 20 more minutes and ur out so we will see
good verse Yung. I'll hit this up when Meters posts if he does. I wanna see this battle. Should be hot
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Meters bakes Yung's cracked clay on a tray of dissaray/
Until he breaks the mold and admits that he lacks the skills to fairly enter the fray/
Google search: Clever wordplay, now it's time for his prewrite/
'Finishing my verse in a minute doesn't arouse suspicion, right?'/
YungHeadWrecka negates the difficulty of the opposition/
What would he do if he lost his prewite, not write a verse at all and just listen?/
He types from the laptop in his closet I assume/
Because the last contact he had with poon is when he exited the womb/
His immense skills are inate maybe, because he was a premature baby/ God was playing a game with Lucifer called 'create the personification of scabies'/
Even if i was on an island your punches couldn't touch my style/
While i'm launching tomahawks, all you've got is a miss-isle/
Your structure cums out like a flow of conscious stream,/
While mine erupts with the power of a thousand geisers screamin' 'wet dream!',
Your battle record is two times loss, five times reign sup-reme/
It's a good thing that you have dick riding friends who don't mind getting their asses reamed/
I'm sure that death could improve your position at rapbattles.com/
Because you're already a dummy for n00bs to WRECK their cherries on without a condom donned/
My rhymes are my spawn, and two attack, one named de-feat, the other purg-atory/
Because once i've purged the board of you, you'll grovel at my feet and declare my glory/
YungHeadWrecka should think thrice before he responds because he ain't gonna smoke this herb/
I don't want his mind to be blurred before he hears the final word, the best he could do was third/
Sorry, i didn't know you were going to post so damn quickly! I thought you were taking an hour too but you posted in two minutes.
Thats 22 lines u needa cut it up some then ppl can vote .
Alright, hold on........
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Thanx playa at least u play by da rules but nice verse............................................. .................................
Meters bakes Yung's cracked clay on a tray of dissaray/
Until he breaks the mold and admits that he lacks the skills to fairly enter the fray/
Google search: Clever wordplay, now it's time for his prewrite/
'Finishing my verse in a minute doesn't arouse suspicion, right?'/
Even if i was on an island your punches couldn't touch my style/
While i'm launching tomahawks, all you've got is a miss-isle/
Your structure cums out like a flow of conscious stream,/
While mine erupts with the power of a thousand geisers screamin' 'wet dream!'/
Your battle record is two times loss, five times reign sup-reme/
It's a good thing that you have dick riding friends who don't mind getting their asses reamed/
My rhymes are my spawn, and two attack, one named de-feat, the other purg-atory/
Because once i've purged the board of you, you'll grovel at my feet and declare my glory/
YungHeadWrecka should think thrice before he responds because he ain't gonna smoke this herb/
I don't want his mind to be blurred before he hears the final word, the best he could do was third/
There we go dawg, it was painful but we're now at 14.
Good verse............................................. ......................
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u 2 .
Yungs shit was a bit more clever
Vote Yung .
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