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Spartibus
10-11-2006, 07:25 PM
6-8 bars or 12-16 lines..

House Rules..

2 rounds,and i'll spit first,in fact i'll spit now,i hear you'll show..


JTS i'm like a "class 5 tornado" plus i'm gifted/ so you don't ever
wanna get me "twisted"//
cuz my rhymes "devastate MC's"/ like a "house in bits on the floor"
after just being "lifted"//
my lyrics are "sharp your throat i'll slit"/ "cut it so deep" that it'll
resemble a "slut's clit"//
the next "slice will be your dick"/ "shove it down your neck" cuz you
"suck when you spit"//
my "tongue bends bars of iron"/ you ain't shit i'll make you "swallow your
pride" like a "cannabalistic lion"//
bitch here's a few promises/ my verbals will turn you "cold" like
"weather barometers"//
cuz bitch i can carry "heat on the waist line"/ it's like i'm "wearing a
belt of themometers"//
your rhymes getting ragged-bagged then "tagged"/ like "exposed
toes at the coroners"//

Lil' Ruger
10-11-2006, 10:18 PM
what did you edit???

Sicka than aidZ
10-12-2006, 12:33 AM
what did you edit???
i dont know but he'z probably gonna get torn up

Spartibus
10-12-2006, 02:44 AM
what did you edit???

A typo error..

Lil' Ruger
10-12-2006, 02:46 AM
the only part that i liked was

shove ur dick down ur throat cuz u suck when you spit

Spartibus
10-12-2006, 02:53 AM
^^Hey you wanna battle??,i'll set up and drop first.

Lil' Ruger
10-12-2006, 03:05 AM
hurry up.

Sicka than aidZ
10-12-2006, 11:27 PM
HE AINT AROUND

Lil' Ruger
10-12-2006, 11:58 PM
James prolly aint see it.

J.T.S.
10-13-2006, 12:00 PM
battleraps split ya juggalar, you's a wack rap style smuggler//
Hammer ya head immulating K-fed, treason season hit gunnin' ya//
come with a aresnal or else laylow, my bars twist em' like tornadoes//
Have em' on them corners gettin' my money how it feel gettin' pimped hoe///
you's a rappin' wimp clone, chrome execution solution slugs poluttin' ya dome//
You write pussy poems, you's a wussy homes, i'll snap all ya bones//
Your out of place, runnin' wit shoes un-laced, a trippin' dis-grace//
let's face-off and it's off wit cha' face, murdered after sprayed wit mace//
rhymin' 4 you's a waste of time, the stop sign was designed for you to quit spiitin' swine//
so rememberwhen ya craftin' lines ya inspirations ya own behind//