Aiiiite the battle is on
Both of you know the rules. Don't think i gotta instruct ya'll. All ya'll gotta drop is 16 bars. First one to get 3 votes wins.



Let's get it on.

16 bars means 16 lines. Whenever you look at a verse of a song it usually contains 16 bars,i.e. 16 lines. So a whole song would like consists of 48 bars. Hope that clears it out for you.

that's what i meant

I actually had to do some research on this. I always thought 16 bars meant 16 lines but some people seem to think that 2 lines= to 1 bar. That surprised me a lot. BTW,here's the website link of the site which i stumble upon,guys look at it: http://www.rapflava.com/forums/one-line-is-1-bar-86376.html

It's a 50-50 split. Some think that 1bar= 1 line, some think 2 lines =1 bar.


Buddha,if you wanna do 32 lines, it's fine man.

P you can drop 32 lines as well if you wanna.

aiyyo son of agun check this out

here goes GOD P-----------
nigga run,run mothafucker cuz my mind's travelling to f*** ya ass/
i spit out my flow with realness i produce,what the f*** ya trinna do with ya cobra mask/
ima god P,ya wanna check my thang,wanna know what P mean/
ima strike like a bullet,straight and hard,ya never heard never seen/
P is to God and GOd is to P,i f*** ya upside down catching ya TUPEE/
when P is aggresive,kid ya never supposed to be alive even though ya hide inside ya mom's puti
aiyyo fool dumb b****,ya acting like ya never seen ya mom and dad fuking in toilet,too busy/
fake rapsters like ya are juss like a pussy,initially hard but wit time gets loose and soft,so easy/
aiyyo son of a b****,let me f*** ya a** wit my virgin piece/
i'll f*** ya a** like i made ya mommy weep,directin my dick to her pussy to kiss/
no audi,no textz,no fuckin fake,i'll f*** my rhymes to ya mom's cake/
this is battle,my station where i do everything on my own,this aint a game ya'll get no break/
every lines of my verse is a verbal murder,yours is a sequence of fucking fake/
Buddha,ya accepted my call,let me tell ya that it was your's biggest mistake/
LORD buddha is indefeatable is what he calls himself,but he's juss faking/
even ya father who knows nothin can punch ya rhymes that ya making/
this son of a gun is juss bitching,his audio like his mommy whopin in pain/
what if i f*** ya through ya eyes,this kid is illused about the difference between a mad and a insane/
buddha a scared crook,titles himself indefeatable,ya gotta be kiddin/
i'll f*** ya in ya mouth like i did to ya momma's pussy,virtually continuous bleeding/
i emerge my rhymes from nowhere,ya produce from ya monkey a** mind/
i f*** ya hard enough to destroy ya genes,so that ya dont produce other fake of ya kind/
ima live underground,die underground,ya buddho ullu f*** under a tree/
punch of my flow gets ya a** die like ya forget to diss after i count one,two,three/
ima sick of fake players buddha and his homie imp that's why ima teach them how to rap/
ima f*** this son of a gun,my homie hypo kicks imp's a** hard enough,make 'em return handicapped/
aiyyo listen to this mothafucker he's sayin he hits like a cobra attack/
but the reality is that,he and his homies dont know what's rap,so they always attack from back/
thats the symptoms of cowardly shit,go get ya mind strong enough to poff some lines(drink some milk kid)/
if ya still wanna oppose my shit,ima show ya how i ring my dick into ya momma pussy,you would love the sound of internal chimes(fusion of enzymes)/
aiyyo what ya got in ya,son of a b****,ya dont even know what the f*** is ya mothafuckin genere
i got no sense of love and humanity,b**** ya better know the pain inside ya girl's pussy when i push my dick inside it,and my middle finger inside her asshole pullin up her skirt,the pains inside better go ask ya girl cuz i'll dead her/



aiyyo b**** here's my piece
drop ya shit man
i wanna check ya a** son of agun

Look at these kids,
Buddha bro do You really Read P's verese at first<
Cuz there aint Been any kinda Flippin<
These Kids are crazy, dont know nothing beside prewriting taking weeks and
Pasting here,
Guys so some flips wit realness, and freestyle skills.
And when you are droppin at second, dont vaccate the Things that Anotha Mc has put, cuz that's
what Called flips and punches for real. anyway Dope verses both of ya,
No hate kids, Keep it real,
and Try freestyles, cuz its the real hiphop .


MC/DJ Crisisna in the cut.

well Mc Crisisna....if he had a solid content i cud flip it better but his verse ain't got one punchline and barely consist of other words rather than mom, f*** and pussy namean? and I still flipped some of his lines...well if u cud analyse u wud know ...and it took me abt 15 mins to reply to this..I keystyled this...and freestyle? meet me face to face and i will show u what I cud do.....
look! I didin't join this site to argue and stuff....so it's upto ya'll to decide where u wanna rake this namean?

What up buddha betta, Changed Your avatar???????,
Is that deu to the end of 1st bar,,,,,

wtf? do u think that was such an amazing line?? lmao Grow up and get a life...I got better things to do in life rather than linger around a site with punks like u and ya' fuckin' pathetic homies