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M Dogg™:
Fuck it...  Battle Royal muthaphukkaz, let the dissing begin... every man for himself

TiNmaN
Indecisive
AutoMatik1
Da Notorious Mack
M Dogg
Dreamz
I Geezy
T.J

no bar limit
deadline... March 12th

da_notorious_mack:
exactly...its official...heres my shit....


Tinman how bout i find a chair an tie you there...
got you cryin tears youll die in fear..
frontin like u hood...
last time u saw "the projects" was a science fair..
i got the lions share..when it comes to respect..
an Indecisive still dreams of becomin a vet...
catch one in ya chest..betta get a gun an a vest..
watch Tin rot...Macks ya Daddy like criss cross..
only time i "cut corners" is choppin limbs off..
this hip hop...it should come wit a sticker...
M Dogg an dreams ina battle,ive never won one quicka...
ill leave this ho unsteady ya shit's prewrote an ready..
watch elite turn on ya like L W O did Eddy...
chuck you in the river watch you float on ya belly..
body hard to find like the remote fa the tele..
lil emcees...i got em runnin scared man...
bring guns? ill break an AUTOMATIK wit my bare hands..
treat ya neck like a door an rip ya throat of its hinges..
im colder than fridges...
my kru so sick..we took the prick an oath wit syringes..
I Geezy dreams to be me...time fa rude awakenin..
cus when it cums to u..i dont know a dude faker man..
leave you freshly maimed..when flame ingest ya frame..
who ya gunna dickride now jigga left the game..?
protect ya dame cus mack run trains like a conductor..
so if ya lame then i cuss ya...
c'mon im beggin you..jus give me ya appartment address..
ya skill the smallest thing about you..apart from ya chest..(scrawny!)
boot ya ass to ya neck, now you yellin shit bro..
this hip hop,musta took a wrong turn on the yellow brick road!..

AlerG:
damn mack that shit was ill...good luck to anyone who tries to touch that, peace.

Kill:
who's judgin now?

I TO DA GEEZY:
Im back, fully straped wit this heat that I pack, so-" good luck" cause Im hunting anything that's wack\
U show off skillz but u lack, they say u must be on crack,
u run the streets in yo rhymes make us believe that u'z black\
be4 I start wasting time on ya'll let me first bust on Mack\
I don't belong to the middle my presence here is a riddle, cause my shit heavy, so save it, the middle finger u waving- should now go down unless u wanna trade it, I got a billion wayz to serve u don't wait just name it\
U ain't Notorious, Hoe'-U-Loose, just Like u ended be4,
yo loss up in the heavyweights made yo ass pick on me more\
yo skillz are minimal, Cinema is where u feeling at home, none of the shit u spitt is real, your own imaginate world\
hold up, I noticed u recycling personalz from wack ass bitch Maxi. Relax cause Wax now replaced with Anthrax
it's absorbed in the Pads, No mic so there's no Static\
U've spread a rumour u got shot now u name yoself Automatic\
pathetic, cause in the end, u can't pretend U WILL BE DEAD, fake shit u've spread is as BAD as yo "cut and paste" tactic\
When U spit shit nobody understands don't mean u're eclectic\
I piss and shit on Elite, their defeat is prophetic, M Dogg Must stand for Mad Dogg cause battling me is Dislecsic,
dont start it\
I'll take yo jaw apart homie, cause U don't spitt shit u  fart it\
right Marty?! I'll sand yo ass back to yo home planet, wit yo space-ship all sparkly\
U know Im drunk from Gin man when Im unloading on Tinman, you hearing Screams fake Mc's loosing their future cause- Im- destroying- "Dreamz"\
and it seamz my bullets givenem' all goodnight kisses,
my weaponry's supreme\
decide how u gonna die, but u can't u -Indecisive, this crisis is due only cause to me it's an adiction\
I shoot u and T.J at once, like Im Starring in "Pulp Fiction"\











 

 

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