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1 verse
5-8 Bars
Same rules as always, no biting an' whatnot.
Due by Thursday

I'll try an' have mines by tomorrow night cuz I gots to go to work soon.

Alright, cool man. Lookin' forward to another good battle like the last one we had. 3nodding

Hes fatal when silent, but when he opens his mouth...just shut it
this ain't for public, like when he took it too literal to cut s**t
starts playing in his own filth like hes a constipated lush b***h
so happy once he drops it, get a grip you kill yourself in a clutched fist

enduct this, treat ya like Pete Rose, even though you hit like a pitcher
swing with a mixture of estrogen n' c** of a dribbled on picture
more pages stuck together than a Playgirl or plug in pleasure fixture
a feather leaves a bigger impression than Fatal, me I'm off the ricter

I tell you to get up a spark and come hard but all you do is flicker
like you're conflicted, but not possessed, cause all you do is bicker
oh boohoo I waste my time, its like comparin' a 'super'villan to Victor
a booboo, put you in the hospital with a cathiter rip it out n your dicks-tore

throw you into the emergency room and emerge a new woman
get this kid resorting to be more outrageous than a Poor-Bam *
I told ya to get a army cause I break down this crew like a Trojan
couldn't Grind if you had a Slow-Jam, comin' as clean as a Floor-Pan

Can't say you didn't see it comin' like the herpez n' hemeroids
you thinking you can beat me is thinking you can Avoid-The-Noids
jump on your head and smash your lines into classic graphic void
Crack, Bam, Zoom, Ka-Boom, a cartoonish battle Adam West Ploy'd

Congest too much beef and have your fecal matter displayed*
a better view than your grey matter turned addictive and craved
even if you turned into a funky junky that handed out free drugs at raves
can't even get love from a E'd up groupie in a cave wavin mouthin' out 'sex slave'

I hear better style from Meatwad, na not the guy behind ya with a Wad in Meat
please pardon my feat, stepping on your nuts lookin' like you're covered in sleet
lookin' at me askin' me if I want a treat, na I'm kinda partial to my own seat
unlike you who preaches '******** KY, its all about that Man Made Liquid Heat'



Shin chose 7, then you get 7 bars....yay for Shin.

* Poor-Bam, Bam Magera...he would almost do anything to get money if he became poor all of a sudden.

* In an episode of King of the Hill, Hank gets severly constipated and dosn't s**t for quite awhile. Upon going to the doctor they take a X-Ray of his colon and its just packed full of s**t...some artist steals it and puts it up in a art show....if you havn't seen it I think that explains it for you.

quite frankly i refuse to read silent's

uh hmmm...I would vote for Fatal

he seemed to bring the rhymes out strong, but chaos also kept the flow of his lyrics. nice job Fatal

Yeah, but if I have no beat to go along with, I just jot whatever rhythm an' rhymes comes to mind. That an' Dj Price's verses (along with some of Ghostly's) have long lines as well. If you use long lines you also have more opportunity for multies, punches, an' wordplay; which is mainly what my style is composed of. But I do see where you're comin' from though.

@Ace-thanks for the vote kid. Not as complex as I wanted it to be, but good enough seein' how I want to get this over with.

Fatal~1
MC~0

finally someone else agrees!! Not that it sucks, but you give cats too much to break down in 1 LINE. Like every single bar is a damn statement of logic. There's nothing wrong with having a very complex flow, but the level you put it on really just kinda turns some cats away from your verses. People want to be able to skim through a verse and the punches are clear, without having to break down every last detail first. But hell, don't regard me. Your style is your style.


exclaim Delete this if you want. Just had to get that off of my chest. exclaim