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TheSheriff:
To beat this:

I'm shitting you on the floor, yet you still out shouting for more,
With these hot lyrics I'm gonna take you on a tour,
And blast you up into Heaven with this verbal four-four,
One reason everyone's terrified of me is cause I'm so hardcore,
I'm neither wack nor weak, my rhymes are never poor,
Wilder than an angry wild boar, with a loud comprehensive roar,
They're trying to make my lyrics against the law,
Driving previously friendly European countries to war,
I'm so abrasive that I'm making many of my rival's heads sore,
Making even the best lyricists sound slower than that donkey Eeyore,
So stop dead or it'll be like you're, uh, really a corpse, after I cracked your jaw...
In all honesty, I make your shit look greener than a tree,
Wack like Master P, don't you realize I ain't a "we",
Can take you all alone, till you leave your phone off the hook, so you can be free,
I drop new shit properly, you drop shit that sounds like you were eating a bad ki,
I make more than just one G by just sleep-talking, I've got a jeep, you're walking,
I just sent your temper out of control, you're spinning into a hole,
While your girl's moving up and down my pole, my lyrics are taking a toll,
On your sanity, you have to ask permission like "Can I please pee mommy?",
You're like a child again, cause my shit's wild, yours is like the main,
Till your shit's less than lame, when you make MC Hammer look more than tame,
Till, even though you're just 20, you need a zimmerframe, get out of the game...

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
A challenge huh? Bring it anytime bwoy...........

Check it...........

I laugh my ass off whenever this fool says "I got a record deal"...........Bitch pleez, what tha fuck eva/
Me joining these niggas on yur dick? Neva/
My rhymes disperse like yur mama's water was breakin/
I'ma leave you like an old hooker wide open and achin'/
I don't even put effort in this because Im just too amusing/
I could of just type "VOTE NOW" and somehow you'd still be losing/
I enlighten minds wit reasons and common sense/
Leave u quetionin yurself in suspence/
U like a penis with no head, u make no sense/
Check yur immatuare wayz 2 persuade peeps, then commence/
I'm given ya style an abortion to get rid of all the wack/
Maybe u should heal up, change yur name again, then come back.........

Hittman:
Both Were Very Tight. Overall Owen Put Together A Well Though Out Verse And Deserves The Win.

ZILLA THA GOODFELLA:
I wasn't really tryin 2 BEAT Owen..........I already done dat before..........I waz just tryin 2 explain some shit 2 him in rhymes..........But It waz a challenge, so I see wachu mean. But this was no battle between me and him, so whateva.
Aiight then good shit..........

TheSheriff:
Does anybody know why 7th thinks he's straight? Cause he sure don't act like it.

To quote Tupac "ain't got no homies, cause they jealous".

Dayum, another jealous motherfucker laid out on his momma's front porch, however, his momma's being fucked by a customer at the time, so he can't be buried yet...So he comes in here, and stinks.

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