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first to five votes!,

ill go first , good luck!

Dropping bombs on my enemies, the cycle flows 24/7
And its non stop around the clock its time for the last session
At sundown its time to let the world know how
I’ma frighten this chicken so hard he be running back to Moscow
Where he at, it’s a false random attack
Mad c be running from me that little pussy cat
Strapped to the mat his face’s been chewed up by rats
Im here with this gat ready to face off and unleash the wrath
Second time around , ive resurrected , double jeopardy
The beating will come early , leave you on the ground until your steady
Better be ready for me, need to be loaded with energy
Cuz going one round with me, ill let you wait and just see
My style is so slick, compared to yours its real sick
I know you ride the dick, go out and make it public
One day you’ll see me on your porch with a pair of drumsticks
Ill make you disappear it’ll seem like such great magic
but the truth lies beneath this man it aint no gimmick
it wasnt my lyrics that sent you flying all to way to sputnik
you turned the trick on yourself, you played your shit and it failed
Trying to match my great style and all the while not one smile
Not one rise out of the crowd, laughing aloud at your lifestyle
Its almost time for mad c to great farewell at judgments door
Ive left him on the ground poor, at the core of my gore
This is all about me and im done with the final score

I oughta strangle you for tryin to rap without dues
straight out lose, scent of a woman was all about you
cause i service wack rappers and rip out their cervix
nervious cause I jacked your hymen on purpose
i play mind games, plead for you to stop, pretend to beg
then when defenses drop i make you cry back to winnipeg
with the other minute men, who cum as soon as they get in bed
I don't shoot you for bein wack you get pistol whipped instead
this a mismatch like you LL and i'm canibus
you couldn't hold presence if you were santa's bitch
people mistake me for satan, you MAYBE hittler.
or a baby killer or just a neglective baby sitter
in any sense you can't speak no where near my league
the only time you spray when you shoot is when your dick springs a leak
my train of thought make a bullet train look sloth
cut out the ghost writer, too many cooks spoil the broth
i'd like to see you spit on stage, receive a shit stain
piss on your grave, cadavar stew is the soup de jor today
and your family has reservations on the rest of the menu
I know gothic freaks that love to sink their teeth in you
looking down at you son, you can't fly by these driections
cause your style comes hard butshort, like a chinese erection

good luck :)

Completely open and neutral...

I vote Mad_C simply because Allaboutme's rhymes didn't make much sense

I know you ride the dick, go out and make it public
One day you’ll see me on your porch with a pair of drumsticks


maybe its just me, but what is the significance of drumsticks?

Mad_C gots better skills....so my vote goes to him

Uppin....

D-:< @ lack of people that vote

yea i felt Mad-c a little more the all about me..

nice job to both but felt mad c a lil more

Mad-C gets the vote better overall verse and i didnt see any punches from the other cat while C had a few...but this shit was still wack as hell...keep elevatin...

ceeez cooked em in every way,

vote goes to Mad_C

Have to give pros to Mad_C. I like the way you ended your verse. All About Me.....was hard to follow.