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The Title Defense

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M Dogg™:
Word up, Ya all have some good battle raps, but lets see who can step to the one that put it down first. Gangsta shit, for the 2 double 0 1. Check this shit out.

Who's the one that started this shit
The one that makes lines that can't be fucked with
For mi raza is the shit that I hit
Well ya'all riding on each others dicks
For back in the days why this rhyming shit was young
I came through broker than a bum
People out there tried and show me no love
Fuck that, I blast their ass well they posted in the club
You see an intercity kid like me
Can't be let loose and free
You have to cage me, inrage me, and at the same time, fuckin' chain me
But I wouldn't be held down
No one checks my shit because they afraid of getting clowned
By the Mexican that has been around
I would stop until I throw out the great sounds
You see rapping is my life, it's my identity
In three years, I'll be blowing up the industry
With shit that will come correct
Ask around, I'm the one that drops jewels in each and  every set
So try if you want to, to step up
Our are you afraid to get whopped in the butt
For all those challengers, I'll treat you like a slut
And the go fuck girl with the tightest cunt
So I'm saying this, and I'm saying it loud
Fuck whos my challenger, because his going down

HAHA, just a little something something, ya know. Anyways, the Lyricalweight championship is on the line. So step up, and if R Cee ever gets on, it's all good, you the truest one here, so it's all gravey. Peace.

R-CEE:
yo im back, as of a couple minutes ago,

Sir Hambone:
your lines will be fucked with/
called on lorena bobbit, to chop off your shit/
age dont matter/
your the main course on my platter/
yeah, the kid in you/
send you home, suckin your thumb/
screamin boo hoooo hooooo/
make u realize your true dream of being a bum/
u do live in a cage/
show you my lyrical rage/
your like old pussy worn out at middle age/
closed your chapter/
my lyrics started a new page/
did u hear all that laughter/

your the clown, with shit that wasnt correct/
called the cops/
your the number one suspect/
you must of didnt know that was a crime/
for wack rappers thinkin they can rhyme/
thought u dropped a couple of jewels/
more like cubic zirconia/
swept you to the side with the rest of them fake fools/
didnt need to step up/
not on the level of any sluts/
barkin barkin barkin, like a mut/
so u said it loud/
r u proud/
your head is in a cloud/
all dark and grey/
so fuck whatcha say/
my shit is shinin bright/
looks like the challenger took this fight/
won all the bets/
i havent even really begun yet/

i will give props where props is due/
u came tight, as im sure u knew/
but also like a tight cunt/
i just popped your cherry/
havin you beggin for forgiveness from the virgin marry/
your sin was thinking you could win/
but like the other wannabe rappers, you will be thrown back into the forgotten bin.

nuthin but respect for you M Dogg, lets see if someone else can clown us....

M Dogg™:
Back from a little confrence in Chi-Town. Damn, Chi-Town is tight, but ain't shit to home. Though they have great pizza. Anyways, to the challenger....

Here I come with the quickness
For the 2 double 0 and 1 for this shit
Coming on hard, it's the realest
Not the 'Pac biter, but the pimp of the bitches
You see, how can you challenge me
When I threw down a open challenge, I guess you though I talking to anybody
But your wrong kid
Last time I check, I've ended peoples keystyling careers
Now do you really want that
Oh well, here comes some shit to do you in the rear

(deep bass)
Step up if you want to get diss
I'm someone you bring to kill your kids
The ese in me makes me a G
Last call for those that want a piece of me
Now one has taken
Come to the web that I baited
Break it down now

(Eazy E): Some shit you can't sweep under a rug ya' know

It's check out time for you
Took a challenge of a serious ese, your through
For me to see what you bring
Ain't shit compared to the shit I've seen
I'm a vet that caries a strap
Like Dr. Dre, I've been there and done that
So don't think your running shit
I ain't even started,
Check it
Hambone
More like Milkbone
On Death Row, only making no dough
Hell, not even a stinking Peso
For to step to me is a no no
This is just some 1 minute shit, well I need some no dose.

Man, I'm too tired, oh well, we'll see what's up. Damn, I didn't expect you to come up with some tight shit, I'll post something a little more worthy later. Peace.

M Dogg™:
Now that I've got my point across
Don't step to me, Or you'll be will lost
Try and test, don't even bother
I'll beat you like I'm your father
So try and test me
This old school shit produced by Tyree D
Has got the crowd hype
And with my lyrics, it puts you in fright
So why try and test me punk
Last time I check, you shit out of luck
And I'm the one that hits the set
With that shit that makes you sweat
And nervous 'cause you got battle me
And you know your nothing but a wannabe
'Cause I be on some serious shit
Dropping rhymes that make the beat hit
So when you come up with those wack rhymes
Did you know that your shit can't beat mine
So come up and test me punk
I got shit that makes you jump in the trunk
And a girl that spits rhymes better than you
Last time I check, you were made a fool
And so you come to play hardcore
Don't you know that I just get raw
But not like wrestling, this ain't fake
And I can't battle you, you ain't a heavyweight
As for me, I'm the Mexican
Not a gun, but the chaampion
And ain't fag, so don't play me for one
'Cause you'll be the one that looks dump
And don't play me for something I ain't
I'll bust your shit, so don't complain
'Cause I'll beat you down like Mike Tyson
And I'm a natural Raider, like Andre Rison
So please stay off my nut sack
It's too big, just like Tyra Bank rack
And no I ain't on no crack
Last time I check, those who step to me, get they caps pelt back
And why you bring those weak raps
Muthaphukka, go back to were your at
'Cause this esse is bring the hard nose
For me, it's like playing with children toys
And you might notice my rhymes are simple
But it's the old school, so it's pretty like some dimples
And I can still pop you like a pimple
Then play you like Nintendo
It's that easy when I put put my mind to it
'Cause I got flows like fluid
So next time you want to battle try me
I might be nice and not rhyme over a beat from Tyree D
And I might be mean and fuck you up
Then throw you in a garbage truck
So when you diss me you better think twice
But I your brave, then challenge me tonight

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