I Found it funny, what do ya'll fink?
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"BHUNATIC" battles with "Big John"

(BHUNATIC grabs mic and here he goes...)

BHUNATIC:-
Ey YO !! ... Big John , its yo bitch on the phone wants you ta come home//
she knows im good at assaulting you lyrically coz i screwed her physically//
bu' i dint rape her, she seduced me an' i couldnt escape her//
served me a bl****b, her p**** was tight so i XL sized her//
did her on doggy, how she moaned when i analized her//
i cummed on her, got her pregnant but you are the father//
now you know what actually happenend to you//
lets battle it lyrically coz i really wanna diss you//
justa few sips a' alcoh hits you, bu' i drink from barrels//
ya can't walk straight still ya chose me to quarrel//
its come to ma attention tha' ya'll weasels gotta know//
tha' i deliver ma verse wid a supreme flow//
ma flows phenomenol, an' yors is justa juvenile amateur act//
ya can't write an' ya can't rap, like pigs don' fly an' thas a wicked fact//
how stupid of you, tha' yor verse don' rhyme thas a lyrical crime//
neva' try the snickers tha' don' fit you, like emceeing dont fit you//
accept ma sympathy i feel sorry fo you, don' make me beat you//
go get help frm yo cromy homies, let em' help you fo the words ya choose//
as yo opponent you embarass me too, coz you o'ways trained to loose//
next time you wanna battle, think abt it double, and think abt it again//
i feel the guilt of winning ova a loser, it aint worth i dunt wanna put'chu in pain//
I know you down south are biting my lines, and if I catch you boy, your a** is mine//
i offer ya'll few moments on ma lane, bu' you disgrace me and you offer me shame//
i derive ma own slangs, bu' yo lyrics ar' garbage//
i play like im frm the third millenium, yo skills aa' frm the stone age//
i kick facts on ma raps and i curse with clarity//
what's a curse when the language is immersed in vulgarity//
take it easy dont you worry, no need ta sweat u got yoself so wet and drifty//
i serve ma flows clean unlike T' less audios u hea' frm 50//
fo punks like ya'll i possess high lyrical strength an' you've already felt tha' im tough//
i fight'chu like the king of the jungle an' i drag you filthy rough//
i mastered lyrical kung fu so its betta you just bounce off//
YO ! BHUNATIC's gon' sign OFF now coz i fink big John had enuff now//
im hoping tha' next time you'd put up a betta fight//
so i letchu strays bark at ma yard tonight//
i teamup wid ma homie, hes ma niggy jiggs Jomul Makavali//
he strikes like lightening ya'll trembled a** can feel the thunder back at Cali//
hes flow is dope, he aint to be provoked, unless you wanna get choked//
if ya tryna mess up with us i'll grab yo neck and squeeze yo throats out//
an' ma homie hes gon' provide you wid lyrical torture you gon' burst out//
wait till we drop our record, when we do we gon' drop it like ish HOT//
then ya'll bitches can sniff our a** an' chase yo tails//
as we the big HIT and ya'll losers fail//

we also feel the neccessity, to bring down some of dem so-called rappers//
they so pathetic still clingin on it they mo like crappers//
wut a shame abt Avinash Ghising, in his shorts hes been pissin//
i been farting an shittin bu' ma ass hes been kissin//
he skips lyrics with his hahas and hehes//
when he performs the crowd boos at him, and spits at him//
the veggies are not cheap like him o' else the crowd be throwin veggies at him//
to the hiphop industry hes a disgrace, his lyrics got weak an' cheap base//
hes lyrics are like "dass dass dass, mero naam ho avinash" huh//
thas how it sounds when a wanksta punka** tries his luck, so unfortunate tha' YOU S**K!! //
hes always laughin thas so lame, hiphop aint got much humour but puts him in shame//
the way he tries ta dance, it aint a move, his hands go off like dead walking zombies//
now hes pissed, bu' im internationally known on the microhpone an' i got homies//
if ma hood hea' abt this diss i put on you, they gon' drop on the floor laughin at you//
all this time you been grinnin, finally we discovered you were the joke//
i got homies all ova the hood, so persue me only u wan' get chopped//
ma homies gon' slice u with big knifes taller than you//
its been fun dissin a crapass like you, pleasure to kno you, we had fun so thank you//
OK, so now im tired, after tha' battle verse an' dissin i fired//
BHUNATIC wants ta check out now, coz i aint the clown yo'll hired//
Oh John, dont cry boohoo, work on yo rhymes and better luck next time//
(BHUNATIC drops the mic)

*BHUNATIC's gon' bring ya'll mo episodes so if ya wanna witness the next round keep chekin ma page. -PEACE-

LMFAO!