Testing... one two testing... The Champ is back

[M Dogg™]

Give me a pen and a pad and I'll compose a rhyme, my life between the lines so it ain't hard to find/
Words frozen in time to get me fame, when I reign I'll be crowned with the rag of 'Pac wore in his day/
Making the I.E. the new Bay, so I never get played, when I turn these rhymes into independent paydays/
Never look back like I ain't got rewind, trapped like I'm Locked in Time and the mic controls my mind/
With the streets in my rhymes'cause I got the juice, trying to force your hand declairing war in the booth/
See you in the streets and now you want truce, and still got the nerve to say your bulletproof/
With Superman in a wheelchair I really don't care, you can bleed, you can breath so you can get scared/
Rep you set, come on dogg truth or dare, now your wet and your hood memory will always be there/

[Proph aka ..::Konztrukt::..]

nice piece m dogg......i hvetn been around here for awhile....its goot to see ur still writin...ill post some new shit soon. PROPS bro

[·SiNiStEr·]

Slick verse..

[Sikotic™]

Damn, you haven't even lost a step homie. Nice.

[bez]

nice!