rules: 7 bars and it has to make sence
14 lines
must stay on subject

you see im whatcha call a freestylist
what i sling on the mic is certainly the illist
yall aint saw nuthin i havent seen
yall know nuthin bout that good ass green
ive told yall once,an ill tell ya again
yall aint shit,im the best thats ever been
when it comes to this theres no one realer
just call me ur hoods hip-hop dealer
i aint new to this shit,im a veteren
ur my headache,i pop u like excederin
ur not in the class u said ur in
instead ur too busy cryin and trifelin
its all over but here we go again
battling me son is like livein in sin

once again its jt, runnin this fuckin game, bitches sound the same
i clame that you lame so ima bring some fame to your fuckin name/
when im chin checkin, with words like fists thats a weapon
count ya blessins, teachin quick lessons, in a split second, i recon/
spittin heavy, a wise man would bring a vest to the fight
its like a cop stick up, put ya hands up in the air like 12 midnight/
so cry bitch when i lace them wrist with cuffs
im alright rappin but im nicer with them fist a cuffs/
so come get it bitch, i give you a slurp of the dick
im the only cat you know that spits slick with a punch harder then a donkeys kick/
judgin buy ya rap you could neva fade me
if you got a deal and owd me doe, your skills would neva repay me/
im sorry dog, you like a mouse that set your own trap
youd better tag team with canibus to win this battle rap/

hit me off with a response, lets get it poppin

Posted Up Wating For This Lame To Respond,
My Pin Cast Spells Like Im Grippen A Wond
Spittin Flim Out My Lips Like Matchine Gun Clips
Like A Mobb Zip, My Clips Is The Reason Why Ya Skin Rips
Zips A Hitman, Enforcer , Knockin God Dame Squares Out
Buckin Words At Ya Ass Then Let Ya Cold Body Air Out
For That I Got A Big Body, Black Wip A.k.a The Herse
Your Body Cursed With One Verse Make Ya Soul Desperse
Heven And Hell Aint Shit Dog, I Got No Belief
Even Though I Was Born On A Cross, Pin And Pad In My Teeth
And To Answer Your Question Dog, I Got Too Much Game
How Dare You Ever Think That Your God Is A Lame
Its A Dam Sham In This Battle The God Got Ta Beat A Bum Up
A Comparison To Young Buck (g Units Sorriest) For You Would Be A Cum Up
And Thats The Sum Up, Jdub