Since most participants in the last brid's tourney think he (Hy-brid) is biased with the judgement, well. . . . . .But i would like ya'll to judge this battle between Crude and J-UNIT, please, i just want to know if i did/did'nt win the battle out of favouritism from Brid. Fa' sho i'm the kindda cat that loves reality, if u think i'm wack or i shouldda lost the battle to J-UNIT, Please please and please don't hesitate to stand up and say it to my face. . . . . . . . Let the unbiased judges analyse and do their thang. . . . . . .Thank u as u do that


CRUDE
(Grabs the Mic and Turn to my opponent)
don't stall on this dawg. . . .check this outcheck this out

In case u don't know who u're with, it's Crude up in diss(this) BiTch
I'm a Blind-man-swinging-axe i'll suggest u stay out of my reach
your Doc's a seamstress, seams n pleatings like 1 of my coat with lotza zippers
You can't do battle u can only battle for wheelchair, kid i don de-feet ya (defeat ya)
My heart is ice-cold but i spit like i've got furnace down my throat
So hot that u don't need duvet at winter, d heat's radiated by my flow
(I Face the crowd)
He's a rap-star, my game'll promote him from Nova to Supernova
Trim him down from grass to grass twist this bud n smoke him like lala
(Faces my victim)
I don't drop rap-lines, i drop grenades on your ass and blast u to char
I'm venomously boozie i'm nauseaous, i throw venoms up on the bar
I gon hog-wild-out, u gon pup-mild-out, u'll be a prezzie for my teeth
This bit is my beat, i'll beat ya ass, u can't beat me, kid try beat it
I\heard him\screamin\silently\blaiming\Brid for\puttin him\wit\me
Like\urchin\kicking\silently\claimin\big\but\poop n\shrink\weak diCk
You frumpy duddy monkey, your shit aint buggy it's shoddy Punk gotti?
I aint bringin u down, u're down already, wag your tail little doggy


(Sighs) Now i can go about light. . . .It's crude ya'll. . . . .(Drops the mic)

VS

J-UNIT
(grabs the mic, stares at the bitch for 2 minutes and, )


listen hear dude, you just wrapped up your death warrant
haha, look at this crude, i'm a shove you away like a little ant
let me lyrically hit you so you can feel the beat
it's J UNIT in this building you better believe it
you just a whack cat looking for little jerry's
don't you know whenever cats see me they start to worrry?
i'm lyrically gifted to emotionally defeat ya
i'm a clean you out, you'll be running to your ma
you'll be bleeped up so bad even she will deny you
step aside nigga let the next cat come through
you think rap means spitting like a baby
now start suffocating cause hear comes big daddy
u don't drop rap lines, you just drop down and die
your rap's so weak it would make an ant cry
your rap was capable of making a feather jealous
ever heard the saying, you just dey yan dust?
you crude are what i call lameness that would fit in the streets of oshodi
let my rap heal you,like jesus did, can you feel it going though your body
i'm the illest man, you the weakest link
son stick to what you good at, sucking d*ck
i'm a beat you up, clean you up, rip you up and mess you up
i hope you get it now, your rap was a total flop
let me lyrically refine you and turn your rap into oil
now i have wrapped you up like foil.






Note; Any body, in as much as u're in the game, is free to judge

Okay. .

[center]CRUDE[/center]

In case u don't know who u're with, it's Crude up in diss(this) BiTch
I'm a Blind-man-swinging-axe i'll suggest u stay out of my reach
I sensed a wordplay in the first line but it didn't make any meanings to me. . Next one was cool - although the structure is simple and plain. Flows are there.

your Doc's a seamstress, seams n pleatings like 1 of my coat with lotza zippers
You can't do battle u can only battle for wheelchair, kid i don de-feet ya (defeat ya)
He tried using in-rhymes, cool . . but the meaning of the bar. . Me no know

My heart is ice-cold but i spit like i've got furnace down my throat
So hot that u don't need duvet at winter, d heat's radiated by my flow
(I Face the crowd)
Filler line, nice metaphors, no punch

He's a rap-star, my game'll promote him from Nova to Supernova
Trim him down from grass to grass twist this bud n smoke him like lala
(Faces my victim)
Metaphors employed - I sense forced wordplays here. . wordplays never the less

I don't drop rap-lines, i drop grenades on your ass and blast u to char
I'm venomously boozie i'm nauseaous, i throw venoms up on the bar
Filler bar, nice metaphors again

I gon hog-wild-out, u gon pup-mild-out, u'll be a prezzie for my teeth
This bit is my beat, i'll beat ya ass, u can't beat me, kid try beat it
Multies in this bar, repeated word scheme was cool but too damn plain

I\heard him\screamin\silently\blaiming\Brid for\puttin him\wit\me
Like\urchin\kicking\silently\claimin\big\but\poop n\shrink\weak diCk
The slashes were for? ? ? You lost that bar, it's just a filler

You frumpy duddy monkey, your shit aint buggy it's shoddy Punk gotti?
I aint bringin u down, u're down already, wag your tail little doggy
I din't feel that


J-UNIT

listen hear dude, you just wrapped up your death warrant
haha, look at this crude, i'm a shove you away like a little ant
Nada. . lil similes

let me lyrically hit you so you can feel the beat
it's J UNIT in this building you better believe it
Filler line

you just a whack cat looking for little jerry's
don't you know whenever cats see me they start to worrry?
Apart from rhymes, no elements employed

i'm lyrically gifted to emotionally defeat ya
i'm a clean you out, you'll be running to your ma
Wack. .no elemnets. .no rhymes

you'll be bleeped up so bad even she will deny you
step aside nigga let the next cat come through
Filler line

you think rap means spitting like a baby
now start suffocating cause hear comes big daddy
Lil metaphor, but not a punch

u don't drop rap lines, you just drop down and die
your rap's so weak it would make an ant cry
you missed ur word play - it should have been 'strong' or 'it couldnt make an ant cry

your rap was capable of making a feather jealous
ever heard the saying, you just dey yan dust?
nice comparison. . bet line so far

you crude are what i call lameness that would fit in the streets of oshodi
let my rap heal you,like jesus did, can you feel it going though your body
Filler

i'm the illest man, you the weakest link
son stick to what you good at, sucking d*ck
The bar is played

i'm a beat you up, clean you up, rip you up and mess you up
i hope you get it now, your rap was a total flop
Good try with in-rhymes but pretty simple

let me lyrically refine you and turn your rap into oil
now i have wrapped you up like foil.
not a good closer

VOTE = CRUDE

Punches - Crude, by a lil
Personals - None
Multies - None
Wordplay - Crude
Metaphors - Crude
Vocabs - None
Creativity - None

i guess shaz has a beef with me, maybe cause what s.a doing to foreigners, but i'm also nigerian, i'm sorry

oil meant crude oil by the way

@J-UBITCH
I wont say nothn punk. . . . .Just open a battle thread me and u. . . . .ok?