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HBKid_Jr:
ight its on 187/   doggy u aint goin to heaven/   hell is goin be where u dwell/   pump lyrical slugs watch you chest cavity swell/  my mind state aint well/  im fuckin physcotic/  fuck u up like sum bionic chronic/  goin kill you like that plague that was called bubonic/  u suck like tha supersonics/   u wanna battle/  i show every1 u a like a baby playin wit a rattle/  heard you up like cattle/  an your mama ride my dick like a jockey rides tha stattle/   this lyrical weapon i dont conceal cuz im real/  so u besta kneel/  pray to god/  cuz imma kill you like a crip does to a slob/  like j-flexx imma street scholar/  so if ya feel me holla/  cuz pimpen doggys girl gets top dolla/  goin have doggy screamin out peace an flower power/  in this battle im like tha pope/  an you just a mindless dope wit no hope/  its despicable how your rhymes are so predictable/  only word to describe me is remarkable/ very maketable/  intelligent like a brain surgen/  tight like a virgin/  beatin you wasnt even a burnden/  your a fuckin homosexual/  that furthest thing from a intellectual/  you quitin now would be sensable/  but you aint that smart/  aint sharp like a dart/  so your a wussy/  i'll leave you moms pussy all gushy/  i dont know what else to say/  so i'll go simple an say you gay/  i bust that lyrical AK/  cuz its a constant party like dreday/  its my way or tha highway/  callin me out is risky like a crap shoot/  damn i gotta stop cuz i gotta take a poop

Doggystylin:
tom187, your dumbass just commited suicide/
fuckin with me, no one can get out alive/
ima leave you sore, in my lyrical war with 3 metafours/
fucked you up and your a easy fuck like a 5 dollar whore/
im like the opposite of tylenol, i bring the pain....extra strength/
challanging me, i used to doubt but like "now i know" you got no common sense/
i got defense but no need for that im all on offense/
yall are some ridicolus shits, infact put a dick-in-yo-lips/
mines too big so put kanes cause his fits/
spit any hotter the world would combust/
so sick you bitches look at me in disgust/
this is enough to kill ya tom but i wanna bury ya a lyircal grave/
tha7th start diggin we got these mufukas under controll like a slave/
anyone one else want more heat, come on, ill call it a sequel/
its gonna be my sequel of lyrically destroyin people/
Tom i want you to take this serious/
fucked around with the wrong nigga and made me furious\
look for shit deep,my writin sometimes comes out mysterious/
have you caught totured and killed with my movements that are so imperious/
your grave is ready now ima drop you in/
and on your tombstone fucked with the wrong nigga is what was written

Doggystylin:
ok.. NOW EVERYONE VOTE... same rules as always 3-0 is a K.O. or first to 5 wins



VOTE!

Hittman:
Doggystylin.

'Illicit':
Doggystylin


--- Quote ---ima leave you sore, in my lyrical war with 3 metafours/
fucked you up and your a easy fuck like a 5 dollar whore/
im like the opposite of tylenol, i bring the pain....extra strength/
challanging me, i used to doubt but like "now i know" you got no common sense/

--- End quote ---
 - that was cool.

what i liked in Tom187um's rhyme was
--- Quote ---its despicable how your rhymes are so predictable/.... ..../  intelligent like a brain surgen/  tight like a virgin/  
--- End quote ---

the rest was dull n didnt leave a mark.


~peaCe~

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