Author Topic: "The Everyone Rip On MDOGG- Melanin Deficient Cipher Session Thread" (Read 305 times)

TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96' · « **on:** July 12, 2006, 02:42:18 AM »

MDogg/
You wearin pink you a bitch in drag/
You fag/ I gave you a chance/
I gave you respect/
But you ain't really a man/
You couldn't take a stand/
We offered you a challenge/
But you all out of balance/
You slobin on the hog, swine eater/
Hair bustin out of your wife beater/
Man, we don't give a damn about your legacy/
The Melanin exposin your traits of femininity/
Yo, we Melanin we the entity/
Until your man enough to battle..we..
we.. just gonna ride on you, you get rolled over/
It's The Battle Board takeover"

Yo.. MDogg, just cause we love you.. while your readin this thread, you can listen to the soundtrack as we ride on you and all the other crews who gone and past.. Melanin still runnin this.. Ya'll ain't worthy to battle us.. We runnin this uncontested...

Here's the soundtrack to your demise:

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=570636

M Dogg™ · « **Reply #1 on:** July 12, 2006, 02:21:40 PM »

LMAO... oh hell nah.

TraceOneInfinite Flat Earther 96' · « **Reply #2 on:** July 12, 2006, 11:39:37 PM »

Quote from: M Dogg of the Elite on July 12, 2006, 02:21:40 PM

LMAO... oh hell nah.

^^I guess Rodzilla is still the only one man enough at this forum to step to us/
We thought you had the title so you would go on ahead and be the first to bust/
But not, you ain't nothin cuz, man, in rhymes and bars I put all my trust/
Because ain't nobody ever gonna come as ill as Melanin Deficient does/
Man, you gone let us question your sexuality and you still ain't gonna stand up?
You pathetic cuz, ain't you got two hands to put up? Or are your fists-in-cuffs?
Stand and fight homie, or carry your tool, or cock back your chrome piece/
In reality dogg, we got love for you, that's why we servin you with heat/
We trying to get under your skin, so Melanin can reign over the Dubcc once again/
We in it to win, we did it before, we gone do it again, for the love of HIP-HOP......Stop fearin us and get to battlin!

Lieutenant Abdul-Shakur · « **Reply #3 on:** July 13, 2006, 04:50:24 AM »

yall whatch this fanstastic shit that i spit at Mdogg, murderen his wack-shit, and twisten his mind so far around hell be thinkin he did a backflip//
how dare this fag try to test tha greatest, kill this wack cat and turn him to another statistic on tha "Rappers Found Dead" list//
my lyrical hollow-tips rip through this niggas face and make heads spin like tha EXCORCIST//
can you match-this?, not even close bitch, fuckin with the coalition will get ya damn ass kicked, visiously blasted,embamed and wrapped in saran plastic//
ill leave you bein lowerd in your cow-dung-caskit, cause your family didnt want to waste there money on this stupid ass kid//
you still wanna fuck with melanine, get verbally slattered on the internet for the whole world to see//
*CHSHHHHHH* oh...wait we have an incoming, youve been charged with lyrical stupidity, and the plees been recieved, 1...2...3...YOUR GUILTY//
when awards come in for next week, im going to nominate this wack cat for the worst emcee in dubcc history//
and you know you been a reject all threw your life, even your momma didnt want you she threaten to slit her wrist with a knife//
but the doctor calmed her domn and explained to her you were the child from hell//
then she understood you were her life long project, if she could turn you christian she had done heaven worthy conduct//
so she tried to mold and shape you into the impossible, she relized theres no way in hell she can save this lost-soul//
so she took your ass to the mental hostpital, now your just a worthless bitch who no one cares if your alive at all//
Fuck no bitch im not done with this verbal slayin, but you best not wait so get on your damn knees and start prayin//
cause the lords the only one who can save you now, so drop down and take that pressious vouw//
Ask the lord To Come into your heart and save your soul, cause the ends comin for you and if you dont, you know where your about to go//
so close your eyes and take your last breath, cause when I push post you will be reachin your death, and satan will be comin to lay you to your final rest//

'Illicit' · « **Reply #4 on:** July 13, 2006, 06:32:11 AM »

hmm... ok might as well lol

MD just raised the bar, exclaim we raw/
we leave Elite prayin' to god after takin' a flog/
I shit on Dogg 'n Zilla, we beyond the illest/
even Satan say "man these dudes some heartless killas"
what the fuck you gon' do?, go revive ya crew?/
get a few flows up and realize ya through?/
M you need to lay low and just see to that/
take ya homemade belt wit' ya and jus' dream you champ/
ever since our last spit man you chumps been dead/
cuz we "Stays Fresh Longer" like Sunbeam bread/
we come wit' stead-fast layers of ill rhyme sayers/
so off the wall Interpol can't solve our capers/
MD set out to be the new juggernaut of history/
while ya strength wasted away like muscular dystrophy/
we rushin' Elitists and leave you in nuthin' but pieces/
while you wonder how we got here like foreign deseases/

it aint personal, chill

peace

Shawn Nutt · « **Reply #5 on:** July 13, 2006, 10:13:45 AM »

Quote from: 'Illicit' on July 13, 2006, 06:32:11 AM

hmm... ok might as well lol

MD just raised the bar, exclaim we raw/
we leave Elite prayin' to god after takin' a flog/
I shit on Dogg 'n Zilla, we beyond the illest/
even Satan say "man these dudes some heartless killas"
what the fuck you gon' do?, go revive ya crew?/
get a few flows up and realize ya through?/
M you need to lay low and just see to that/
take ya homemade belt wit' ya and jus' dream you champ/
ever since our last spit man you chumps been dead/
cuz we "Stays Fresh Longer" like Sunbeam bread/
we come wit' stead-fast layers of ill rhyme sayers/
so off the wall Interpol can't solve our capers/
MD set out to be the new juggernaut of history/
while ya strength wasted away like muscular dystrophy/
we rushin' Elitists and leave you in nuthin' but pieces/
while you wonder how we got here like foreign deseases/

it aint personal, chill

peace