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TheSheriff:
Nik's dissing me, yet hasn't responded to our thread...I'm willing to squash the beef(shit I'ma lose, don't really care), but I'm just wonderin why you got angry at my opinion...I felt that MDogg's shit, out of context, was better than yours...Perhaps, in conetxt, you were better, but I was judging on actual quality of rhymes...and with Bdogg, I felt his lyrics, I didn't feel yours. Sorry man, but that's the way I am. Anyhoo, onto a keystyle...

I'm just rollin down the street, smilin at chicks,
Throwing back a fifth, lookin for kicks,
When all of sudden, I'm seeing these three pricks,
I call to my homie, let's give em some dicks,
They opened fire, I ducked behind the fence,
My homie got caught in the leg, his face went all tense,
In rage, I pulled the Dressler, I regret it since,
But at the time, I was angry, fired to make em wince,
One of them caugt a fence piece, fell to the floor,
I screamed at them, "You bitches a bore!"
Laughed, jumped to my feet, ready for more,
When some cops turned the corner, their wounds were still sore,
Cause three days earlier, I'd given them mouth,
Barkin at them,"Dipshit, throw it up for the south!"
They looked all green, like with a case of gout,
But they ran at me anyway, my lips started to pout,
I was in jail that night, cried my tears,
Shit, man, I ain't been in jail any these years,
Next morning, released, headed to Sears,
To get a present for my best friend, she said,"Cheers!"
Gave a smile, still feeling guilty,
Headed home, all feeling wilty,
Dropped to my bed, feeling kinda silty...

All true...

RAPQUAKE:
got narrator cryin like a baby
since his wack raps are gettin replaced by many,
and hes like MAYBE they GOT LAZY and FORGOT to include
the dopest wigger in town wit tha dope-st attitude
hatin on skaterz, fakin the funk cross thE equator
narrator, i m sayin the truth unlike a hater,

but shit
u think u got dope shit while u suck dick, //fa sho'//
even MORE a hollywood WHORE,// ya kno'//
but wait i remember, i got a comparison thats even better
u suck like ur MOTHER when i first FUCKED HER
she got my dick wetter, and even paid me cheddah!
and wats worse, i might even get cursed,
cuz dis line of mine might be heard on ur shit,
jus like u made it up while u rehearsed
see first, my rule is to compete with my equals
so shut tha fuck up & dont tlak about no sequel


haha well SMS, i know i kinda dissed u out of nowher, but goddamn dont bitch about shit, i mean u aint the goddamn best keystyler here, and if u didnt get mentioned then keep quiet about it and take a muthafuckin HINT, & try to get better. i mean ISH

Tanjential:
okay i feel like this is "wu-tang clan 4th chamber part 2" where the whole clan does a verse LOL so i'll start it off covering method mans verse
but these lyrics ar enew just usin meths format

I be that insane MC from the psycho ward/
ain't dropped no SINGLES but my lyrics is their own reward/
fuck droppin hits for chips like PRINGLES,but i drop rhymes consecutively/
precision with the decisions i make executively/
messin with me/is walkin on thin ice/
fuck flippin the script,i spin mics/
untill they dizzy,until they non audible/
gettin standin ovatiosn,fuck bein applaudable/
rhymes knockin out MC's,leavin em unconscious/
grenade launcher in a bathroom:i bomb shit/
then duck for cover cuz THAT funk is funkier then my rhyme tamperin/
Microphones like hardware to your cranium;hammerin/
leavin MC crews a little more than a bit upset/
i cut off your eyelieds and feed you nothin but sleepin pills..had enough yet?/
i know i just quoted meth,props to him and the wu legion/
but here the WCA runs everything in the cali region/
leechin/off my skill won't be tolerated/
battle me or pay me a buck, "HERE'S THE DOLLAR,TAKE IT!"/
hatin/wont be tolerated either/
lyrics so hot,causin ya peeps fevers/
Ol Dirty clan of terrorists/
ya get incapacitatd,decapitated then lacerated if ya make one error-bitch!/
attractin everyone to the area like a magnet/
if you couldn't tell this is my show,peace-Tanjint

Hatesrats™:
I don't give a Fuck........
The hollywood Kill
My rhyme flow burning your hill's
Flamable pattern skill's
Picked them strawberry field's
Everyone bite's"
Hatesrats" dosn't write
He ignites & incites
Mind's to committe mass crime
Since my lost time
2 nickels short of a dime
Locked away
My brain became a tool
A sharp utesil
In Highschool a dull pencil
Dropped out....Mental
Escaped the Brendal vandal
A female with a tight handle
Had me sprung
It had something to do with her tounge....?
Dumb & full of Rum
"Gemini"
Always drunk as 100% proof piss
My downfall would be this
On top and unable to enjoy shit
Belive in bliss
What go's around comes around's (f..A SNITCH)
A dead me
And a rich-Ex bitch.......

M Dogg™:
Ya, my rhymes are somewhat good right now. But subject matter, well that'll come soon. Until then, hey Now_I_Know, I guess you didn't like hearing your name in a keystyle of mine, but I'm just trying to help you. That's all dogg

Let's not even start your wannabe shit
Trying to be old school, be youz a bitch
Now it's me beating yot in lyrical chess
Almost mate, but I wouldn't rest
I dare you to find something wrong with my game
It ain't pretty, but that's because it
s strange
I'm the untouchable Don
Throwing out lyrical bombs
You see I appeal to the poor strong and brave
Well whinning is you only claim to fame
So check this, are you ready for lyrical war
You know how many times I've done this before
Trust me, after this you'll never be the same
You'll be beat so bad, you wouoldn't ever speak my name
And to anyone else to step up dogg
Scrappy ese, will make you fall.

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