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da_notorious_mack:
M dogggy dog...dawg face it you past it..decrepid bastard..
face'less arse-lick,with basic bar's kid,,watch what i harness..
im the fastest,smartest artist in the market..you harm it???..
you harmless..leave you armless ripped from the cartlidge..
u cant fuck with me..im turnin enemies to burnin effigy's..
theres no cure no herbs an remedies yall worsen steadily..
when i drop a murder melody,so u wanna beef wit me??..
yeah you in the hall but fool who u beat re-cent-lieeee?..
no one you so done..leave da stadium..take a slow one..
bow to ya fan's..now bow to the man,its outta ya hands..
ELITE I OWN THAT!!...so jus step down from the stand...
for i put a round in ya man...(BUN DAT BUMMBAKLAATT!)
your dumb ta start,i mastered the art,mastered the craft..
plus i could rip you with bars from the start....

Dynamic:
SHIT! M-Dogg what u sayin nigga?


DYNAMIC

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
square you don't own Elite!! you ain't even got a seat
excrete, you're membership is done, complete
you weak, you must retreat right after this defeat
I'm a real mack from the street, you're known to deceit!
what market is you the smartest in? I'd like to know
you talk alot doggy, it's garbage day, you gots to go
beef? you dunno nothing about it, maybe teriyaki
we can throw em like it's hockey, chunk em like Rocky
I'm notorious at that, what's your notoriety?
prolly suckin dick, all kinds I might add.. a variety
man, what a fuckin faggot, you the bastard
finish him off M Dogg, let this hoe cake have it....

Dynamic:
Notorious Mack DISS


This track aint bigger for this wack asshole figure
no need to act wigger, you saltine trickster, coffee and cream mixture
the one with no business in the team picture
watch me plug your white ass into the ceiling fixture
I be chasin mics without flashin lights
Fuckin with Mack is like fighting a blind dike
and i bet your tryin to strike, bitch i'd kill you for a klondike
Mack pathetic, "full of shit" like a septic
my phonetics get credit wherever they connect at
If i really wanted to battle you wouldn't last a second
lucky for you, i'm so god damn apathetic
I've been called a demon for constantly schemin to see you bleedin
and use my semen to clog up your vocal cords to stop you from screamin
but while you sleepin, i'll creep in and strangle you to death like Freddy Kruger while your sleepin
i'm sicker than you, i'll slit your wrist and say it was you
my payback is to spray macs where payment is due
i'll rip out your ribcage six ways, i'm a sick sage
I'm the minotaur in this brick maze and to get out is death, that's the only quick way
I got an odd choice of drink, Hennesy and thick brains
I'll just "bomb on this nigga" like Timothy McVeigh


DYNAMIC

M Dogg™:
How many times must I beat this former biter

http://www.dubcnn.com/connect/index.php?topic=25803.0
I can make this a sticky to remind the world

Mack dogg, I had you picked you was my seed, the little one to be the next mini me/
Hand picked until the truth was set free, you have no respect for Hip-Hop G/
There was a time, no bitting allowed, I forgave you dispite being Hall of Shame crowned/
You even begged for an Elite spot, so I kept you aroung, I loved my son being Elite down/
But oh shit, you let the fame get in the way, second chance you spit in my face/
Boss figure you tried to play, but you like Sonny, ended up sprayed in the face/
I'ma don, new talent I find, the Elite's Dynamic now well you as real as Vanilla Ice/
Tell the world what you bit, tell the world you can't spit, on other board my lines out your lips/
Don't think I don't know my rhymes that you rip, how you gonna bit off a Spic?/
I'm getting Yoda, bitting proves Hip-Hop you don't respect, darkside you now owe a debt/
This dudes pussy 'cause his thong is all wet, pissed that I exposed what the rest didn't know yet/
Wannabe, I'm the boss, I'm the safe bet, like Kobe going for 40, you expect nothing less/
History making, I'm like Obama White House resident, you the reason Eric B. ain't president/
They called me Lost Angel, my rhymes sound heaven sent, you bit Big, you couldn't even spell the name remember this/
You ain't on my leave, I leave you with the devil, only one to kill Immortals, left him buried with a shovel/
I've beat you before, don't make me bury your career, like Ali, "the champ is here"/

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