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lookin to join the illest crew

 

heres some battles i have from another site.. if u want me to post a straight freestyle, holla at me

 

I equip spits so ill, i'll leave this bitch sick/tryin to live my LifeStyle, the way u always on my dick/claimin i aint str8, but u prefer gay/playin ball wit a dictionary is the only time u wordplay/i aint bringin no raw beef/but the way u bite everybodys shit, u got saw teeth/blast at me, thats a tragedy, dismiss u like how Puffy got the law beat/actin like the mainframe wont buck u/u was screwed before i spit, so who fucked u?/pick up a million pennies, still wouldnt have enough luck dude/send ya to heaven more holy than bible pages/after my victories ill tell ya how the title tasted/ur spits are shit so its evident u "waste" it/im like Miss Cleo the way I read ya mind/thats all u came wit,did u really need the time?/my spits are sharper than razor-blades-to-necks/tryin to be str8, but he pays-for-gays-to-sex/even wit the illest teqniques, u aint sick/never seen killas this weak, u aint killin shit/ill erase ya life so u can be reminisced on/label u hiroshima, cuz aint no way u can handle this bomb/drop u to ur knees so u can cop a plea/im come so hard not even the wall of China is stoppin me/better wise up and realize who u against/bringin that weak shit to me is like tryin to stab the whole department of defense/ u know the name, i dont gotta repeat it/u cant stand up to me, u already de~feeted/we run this site aint a thang change/dudes like a fucked up Leave it 2 Beaver kid wantin to gang bang/

battlin me, i'll slit~ya~wrists/ya flows so choppy it'll twist~ya~lips/tryin to act str8 but Teqniques licks~the~dicks/he's a joke, do I really gotta diss~this~bitch/u almost as pathetic as Spike when his bitch~is~missed/shit so hot, even wit gloves ya couldnt flip~this~spit/

Ill murda "The Family", so I can be the Last Don/Teqniques is an elementary kid, PS2 is the only thing he blast on/defeatin me is like Bill Gates wakin up with all his cash gone/enjoy ya life while ya got it, cuz fuckin wit me it wont last long/

i got more bars than Hersheys Corporation/leave ya wit "24 Hrs. 2 Live", no more than Mason(Mase)/search ya heart for Da Statement/poor preformances prevented by proper preparation/i come so hard, when i go u'll need 4 replacements/

open ya eyes, realize u aint killin shit G/u only head-strong when another motha fuckas dick be

 

 

and...

 

a battle against the sites Senor Perfecto..

ima serve this kid/wit the words I spit/til every verb gets ripped/this kid can elevate like a bird thats clipped/this kids performin an act/a burden infact/meet in person to scrap/u just learnin to rap/this kid must be jewish cuz he burnin too fast/

ima menace to the site/I get vengence thru the mic/plus I pack gats like attendance to a fight/

ima surpass this cat in victory/gotta be rappin sick or flee/leave this punk in mysery/study ya damn self in school cuz u history/

Im one of the vets u should listen to/wishin u'd/be the bitch u are and get in the kitchen dude/aslong as Mainframe in the game, it wont be missin u/now before i make u leak blood like the bitches do/stay out the frames way cuz we a vicious crew/

makin open call outs, is it worth it?/ya name says it all, end up like Mister Perfect/rappin wit a purpose/the crime rate worsens/ya shits weak, just the curses in verses hurts it/and ya elementary rhymes cant even scratch my surface

 

and a freestyle i did not too long ago.

I come sick wit this/u bitches is ridiculus/tryin to fuck wit frame wit no sickest spits?/I got more game than kids christmas list/I never miss wit tips/if ya diss my spits, i got vicious flips/so if ya want beef, kiss this dick/rockin the 6 point star and i aint jewish/leave ya like Ashanti, on ya back and foolish/the Frames Untouchable, check the crew list/we'll ryde on all u bitches, but u already knew this/we Grim Reapers and ya destiny's ours to chose it/I get into more fights than Bobby & Whitney/ya styles wack, writtin sloppy and simply/and ya know Ballas's Mobbin wit me/only reason yall sick is cuz u copyin this free/got a cold heart but i still mourn fallen souljas/my words so venomous u  can call em cobras/cross the Frame and ya ballin's over/dont cross us/ya dont need the losses/I pledge allegiance to the 6, coward we the BOS's

 

lemme know what yall think

yo devan, he wrote sum shit that ACTUALLY made sence TO read,.. u jus wrote the same thing OVER and OVER again,so quit complainin and start appreciatin

yo nice spit stallin

am ask illa to take a look at that.. AS HE IS THE LEADER

ya gud bruv.. keep checkin here..

 

ever think bout the person maybe gettin bored of the site, it dont necesarrily mean that the person aint active,they probbly jus hang round wtever,.. n sya, nah this iant ma typa shit,soleave,.....

JIbba jabbba slap yah /

Mother fuckers jack'd yah /

But talk is cheap so ide RATHA /

BLAST CHA /

Oh well it doesnt matter I could jibber jabber all daybut im notta bragga/

Stab yah /

watch yah bleed from the abdomen/

Take this shank and jabbit in/

now ya recognize gangsta talk/

im not jibber jabberin/

this just the way im chitter chatterin/

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

word...lol, that sounded like a broken record,.. same shit just a new verse