Hello fellow Emcees,
This is one of the most creative avenue for mcs to spit their minds. You have the freedom to title your flow with no restriction. You can even drop verse 1, 2, 3, 4 etc as long as you think same song got more verses to burst. . . You can demand for remixes done with any mc of your choice, or you do remixes to other mcs flows (but you seek their consents). There are rooms for collabos and possibly drop the hook, chorus, refrain etc. The rules are mostly the most familiar ones in addition to the following.

1. No Bitting
2. No serious beefing
3. No Fronting (Go for remixes if you're interest in one track or do collabo)
4. Thou shall not vote, but comments are permitted
5. You must title the track(s)
6. Put remix if you are doing remixes.
7. You must be a rapper come mc come hip hop head or any of them as you may believe.
8. Anybody can roll it first


Go!

Crude Up In d H O O D

Huh, huhhhhhhhh NIgga! Shit's really poppin, Let's go check it out . . . . . . .

Nigga step back and shrink, (Wat?) ur killa is coming thru
Lil preys run for cover, like the bear is outta the Zoo
Who said he gon shit on me, boy u know that aint true
I'ma show up in ur nightmare, make u chant som Voodoo
Fella if u dont wan respeck me, betta bow to my barretta
Dont be stubborn it wont help, it did'nt help Queen Isabella
If u're riding thru, ride low, dont fly ahead the radar
The last time the cops came, show me em search warrant
I looked at em hard spat on the  floor, and about i pranced
Bobby Comb my home saw things that throw him off balance
A machine pistol with twin carbines and all that trimmings
Bone-Bone, i aint the type joined wit needle and string
I ain made of plastic and rubber like nigga Mike-Jackson
Look at the devil closely, u'll see the evil i don bring
I'm d most dreadful from the jungle, let me hear u grumble
I heard ur dawgs be wobble like. . . ish they gon stumble