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Masta C - To Ken Dawg
Im off the charts ya cant even graph-it., ya like a clown ya just made me laugh-kid
I should stop right now cause ya wont last-this, You might as well bite ya rhymes like bash-did
Ill tear ya weak ass rhymes like paper-to-shreds, slice you cause ya look greater-in-red
And don’t hate on me cause haters-turn-dead, and ya rhymes are like you, faker-in-bed
And your shits so far-fetched...that i could beat you with my bars-stretched
Punches impacting ya harder than a car-wreck, and if this was a golf course, ya be over the par-set
You trying to “Box” but ya just pack-n-foam, and im sending a verbal bullet to crack-ya-dome
And im like Medusa I’ll turn ya raps-to-stone, then break them easily like snap-n-bones
Wearing a bib thinking hes styled-good…Claims to be in a gang but never left the child-hood
Burning him up likes he fire-wood…Turning ya wins upside down like ya smile-should

Am At Cha - skrawni ASK RRD
Your not with us, there fore you cant ask for shit
Face it RRD bitch, you're just a herb replacement
This is a hardcore battle with lots of dope rappers
I mentioned Masta C , then I meant me right after
These bars locked up skinny kid like P. Diddy did
This battle was your over bid, go rest in a pyramid
Delivery was so slow did your writer get lost in the post
Man you didn't stand a chance, you needed a ghost
Who am I asking, your wack, nothing to hold back
This is the last line I was sent to abuse and deploy
Say what you want, your going to lose this so enjoy
Hard to wear pride over this, so nice you have to ask
Nailed to an oak track, never bother to get your tape… Even if it was masked