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**2nd Nature & DayGoStylz...|VS|...M-Dogg & Owen**
.:DayGoStyLz:.:
--- Quote from: Owen on April 21, 2003, 04:47:26 PM ---I'm down-but let me make this clear. To me, this isn't about beef.
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...itz bout to get real fukin "personal"
TheSheriff:
--- Quote from: .:DayGoStyLz:. on April 22, 2003, 01:36:34 AM ---...itz bout to get real fukin "personal"
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Uh...okay. Keep taking those pills, buddy.
|JEM|ILL|:
--- Quote from: Owen on April 21, 2003, 10:33:14 PM ---Let's get this party started...
THE PRELUDE
Close the doors, hide your whores, stop being bores, because the chaplain
And the gunslinger are knocking you to the floor, throwing you down on all fours,
Prosecuting you for breaking all the laws, and busting blood out of your pores…
CLIP ONE
Firstly, Jemuel, 2nd Nature, when you was a kid, did your dad hate ya, huh?
Cause you’re trying hard to be a better man, yet you’re fucking with veterans,
Forged in the heart of bursting pumped up ego, when Doggy read this verse,
He go “I be like WOW!”, you’re cooked like kung pow chicken, sucka,
Duck and cover, because the Edwards volcano has raped and killed your mother…
CLIP TWO
And now Daygo, mad I didn’t go like they go, but you know you’re wrong,
Crying with a shlong in your throat, you cum-soaked homo, I’m Sheriff Lobo,
I make the keystyle board no go with my reviewing, whilst you’re still queuing at
My metaphorical ticket booth, and that’s the truth, so best move over for Owen
A boy honkier than the White Cliffs of Dover, now keep my name out of your mouth,
Or I’ll get uncouth, and expose your ego the size of New York, I’m the planes into the
Twin towers in the early hours at Manhattan, I hit ‘em, and I splat ‘em…MURDAH
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Add 5 more lines...15 i too short...AN FOR A CHANGE LETS HAVE THIS DONE THURSDAY...ANY OBJECTIONS?
TheSheriff:
--- Quote from: 2nd Nature on April 22, 2003, 03:11:12 PM ---Add 5 more lines...15 i too short...AN FOR A CHANGE LETS HAVE THIS DONE THURSDAY...ANY OBJECTIONS?
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As I've already written mine, it's hard to add more, but I'll see what I can do tomorrow. However, I was happy with 15 lines, I didn't care either way.
|JEM|ILL|:
FATALITY....
My punches smash into their feeble bodies like a train-wreck...
Me and ToNe got there 'lyrical storm' takin a 'Rain-check'!
M-DOGG
Bad Idea, but no reason for optimism...Cuz with this battles a struggle...
Cause I don't gotta cut your dick off to prove Urine(Your in) Trouble!!!
He brought wackness to our beef..GOD DAMN! what a rip off...
He makes me mad, now he gotta sit to Pi..bet he pissed his dick off!!(pissed it off...no more dick)...
Dogg, ya verse is worthless verses us, you write-fake...
Got you so scared you boltin 'back to the church like-Mace!!
You beatin me is like 'Eminem joinin a Convent', 'Slim-to-Nun'!!! (Slim to None...lol get it)
My 'words are sharp', BITER! Be careful, fore I 'slit-ya-tongue'...
OWEN!
Owen wanted to test, claimin he's 'rugged'... 'flows leather'...
Hit him! Now he represents Plastic Surgery'... he &'Nose(Knows) Better'!
Mathimatical, trappin you, crash you with stab-wounds...
Autograph you when i use bullets to create your tatoo!!
You wouldnt have 'ill thoughts' if ya 'brain-could-cough!!
'O's lossed, and I 'win(wen)'...Like where 'his name-left-off'!(Owen..the Wen is pronounced like Win)
I'll bring Osama to Cinco de Mayo, and Damage ya 'may-tricks'...
M and O think they nice on the Board? They need to Try Kick Flips/...HA!
Bitches...
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