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Heavyweight Tourny... 1st round... M Dogg vs. Sinister

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M Dogg™:
Alright, this is the first round, we have until Saturday Febuary 21, 2004 to spit. 8-12 bars, winner goes to the finals. May the best person win, and Kill will judge.

·SiNiStEr·:
aight M, i guess even if we kru mates we gotsa go against each other.. ima bring it

M Dogg™:

--- Quote from: ·SiNiStEr· on February 17, 2004, 09:06:02 PM ---aight M, i guess even if we kru mates we gotsa go against each other.. ima bring it

--- End quote ---

since all 4 of us were HOF type rhymers, instead of rank, I did a little random draw, that's how it came out, lets see what happens.

·SiNiStEr·:
Quit this grin-and-babble, Sin'll win-and-rattle, M-dogg nobody ever "herd of you" like singin-cattle\
Throw u in-a-sattle, Im bringin-paddles, M-Dogg the Gen. Custer when it comes to winnin-battles\
Rip-ya-spleen, Tha GOAT? Dont mean shit-tah-me, ur name was untraced and unheard of in hip hop history\
This battles a gift-tah-me, your existence is meaningless, u belong to dubcc as just another victory\
Ive had enough-of-friends, resort to cuttin-up-ya-men, fuck greed and envy, you never met a rougher-sin\
Stuff-ya-kin, This tough-tah-end, only time M-Dogg 'foamin at the lips' is when his pussy actin up-again\
Sendin bitch seekers-afta-you, tha heater-got-tah-you, situation lookin bleaker-than-a-jew\
This cheater-was-untrue, Shiiit what is dubcc comin to, now I even gotta beat tha leader-of-mah-kru\
Beat u down wit pine-treees, Sayin you flourish in your I.E. but ya prime barely existed in the nineties\
Son try-me, Ima let u even blind-me, 'n still help you advocate mexican civil rights and let you die-free\
I'll cease-ya-song, all tha beats-are-wrong,I should  slice 'n dice and sever ya throat till ya speech-is-gone\
Want this ho to deweed-mah-lawn, tha heat-is-on, Sin straight "smokin this green" like cheech-'n-chong\

thats all i need to bring..

M Dogg™:
What we got here is a battle for who's great, you be Biggie I'll play 'Pac and fuck you Faith/
Lay down the tactics of someone you hate, straight clown rapit with a lyrical gun at high rate/
Stand up straight, listen to your leader, ran you into the bait as the heater takes blood by the litter/
Doing drive bys in a sports car two seater, proving nice guys like Sinister finish last 'cause they pussy eaters/
Bitch I'm the leader like Irv Gotti, I got the Rule, you are my wack rapper, the hoe of my crew/
Make money for me 'cause your sinister plans are mine, take dummies for free and steal shit in the grind/
I run crews like I run valleys ask the homie Lee, yeah you good but remember who will always be Elite/
Look in aw as you get the supreme being, making your career ghost 'cause I run the guillotine/

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