ROUND 2:: Baby_Uzi (W) vs JayHood (Left Site)

[-Green Machine-]

8 Bars this time..


Due Sunday!


G'Luck!

[Young Ru]

chekkty chekk... :D

we meet again Jay...goodluck homie...Brooklyn baby...-1-

[Young Ru]

I’ll spark dis match and it showes-in-flares, while ya flowes-are-bare… I’ll put “chaps on ya chest” like the clothes-you-wear/
Opener^^
(Lez get down 2 business)

Hood, don’t talk about guns, and juss let me bring in-eights, treat dis like “throwing dishes” and send-plates…den I’ll “murder ya crew of PMS niggas” to show u how I kill ya Men-straight (menstruate)!!!/

Spittin fire to you on dis page, so ima get da thread-baked, den I’ll hound-wit-pain and pound-ya-brain like a head-ache//

Hood you’s d.yke-bitch and you a neva be spittin-hard-mayne…I spit firm wit tight-grips and my ‘solid-tear’ (solitaire) u apart like rippin-card-games/

Lung cancer filled guns cause my techs-smoke wen I death-scope, to kill-you its real-fool and walk on Hood like it’s a floor’s-name and make his (Chest)chess-choke like “interference to respiration” to the board-game/

Treat dis battle like playin poker, play ya cards-right, den get ya barz-tight, and J’s a child and i spit-on-kids and I’ll show you how I “discharge fire” like a clit-o-ris filled wit syp-hi-lis/

You don’t pop shots you stay-home-wit-heat, and you juss play-f@g-in-streets…Hood all ya verses sound the same like reggaeton-beats/

I got you down-wit-da-loss, and you a get murdered wit a dart-fast, I’ll leave u on da ground-wit-some-chalk, like we was tracin Jay Hood in Art-class/

-1-

[Venomous]

Jayhood said he was leavin da site so prob wont drop a verse

[Young Ru]

ok ight.....its wateva he gone or taking a break?...-1-

[Venomous]

Said he was goin fa good cause a school n ish

[Young Ru]

oh ok ok....good luck to homeboy and his life...-1-

[-Green Machine-]

Well I guess you win by default.


You advance to the next round.!