Round 2 @ emceehits.com V.s Noodles. I half ass cuz battling bores me, so sue me f***heads.

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This guy isnt mean why you lie through ya teeth?
I'll beatchu by a wide margin like the size of ya cheeks
So die in ya sleep, I'll just sigh in relief
Cuz you sound like a bi*** when you ridin a beat

I take asprin when peepin yer tracks, cuz
You be hittin pitches that barry bonds would pass up
So face the facts, you'll never win cuz
I gotta gut feelin yer whack without doin sit ups

You spittin hot? then i'll stab this flamer
And put'em in'a cast just like graffik nature
Gimme a knife I dont care ill kill him
Cuz this bi*** shouldnt make music like paris hilton

His verses very frail
So beatin me's a make believe story like a fairy tale
Thats gods honest
Like anyone sayin yer dope, they got problems

This guy is whack
"where should i drop my album" why dont you try the trash
Why you tryin rap?
Say yer sicker'n me? lemme stop to cry'n laugh

Up in this place youre a f***in disgrace
Its like a track team went and jumped on his face
I say quit rap, and drop the username
Cuz you're a joke to the game like'a sports blooper tape

Choose yer fate as I pen a sick verse
While Flexx is never seen, like you in'a gym shirt
Dane used to act, i aint down with flicks
But if you a lady in the water watch me drown this bi***

Say you do shows I'll just laugh at you
Cuz the gigs you be doin are in front'a stuffed animals
Yer funny guy,
Cuz if danes the reigning champ, this match calls for sunny skies