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Madd Preacher
Mathematical prophecies? man R.D’ll clog ya arteries fuck ya commodities drop a bullet n watch yall flee//
Mr. Spit cant dish out any lyrics cuz preached grabbed n strangles his esophagis now he spiit wit a lisp//
dalinquint gets relinquished cuz this preach saved his life in precincts n ma sermons got this fag thinkinE/
chameleon? Nuff said, this pokemons dead, he lost his head when he thought I wouldn’t blaze wit a few words said//
shadowgod is exposed to light he runs in fright cuz preach shines bright feel my lyrical smite n watch him a few days later try n bite//
blunt mc eatin lyricly need to take away MC cuz you shame that title literally beat you till no one notices you physic’lly//

Kronik
~Grabs Mic~

Against these niggaz i'd make ~More Sense~,even if i was a ~Retard~//
Shit i'll ~Wipe My Ass Wit My Verse~,now i just ~Tossed Ya A Salad Bar//Lmmfao
Can't none of these bitches abuse me//
I already ~Smoked Blunt Mc~,but i threw his ass away cuz he was som ~Dookie~//
Give these fags ~CHAP~ lips,when i smack em wit a ~Ralph Lauren Sweat Shirt~//
C'mon these niggaz is on more ~Cox~ than tha ~Cable Network~//

~Drops Mic~

DLiTe
Resivoir Dogs flow spills like falling dominoes
we all know we got smiles brighter than a thousand diamonds in a row
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mathmaticals talk shit cocky like they carrying metal bats
too bad your shit talk dont knock me it goes right out like i was burying exlax
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chameleons styles unoticable it just blends in
even god hates him, uglier then then seven deadly sins
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one day shadow god gonna beat his meat till its dead
only way mr spit speaking heat is when he farts in bed

[Finisher]

these kids having unsensable prohphecies of victory because they cant see
their whole crews unmentionable like a girls see through panties

Black Magik
Just look at their line-up, I seen better at correctional centers
For battling us, you know your wrong, like intellectual sinners
Feel the carnage, blazing out tickets, sending you warrants
Hear these punch lines, yall can run tell that, like Martin Lawrence
Trash the boards, grab awards, nothing the Dogs can’t do
We got your stomachs bubbling like soda in aluminum cans foo!
You got no one on my level, no even close as a matter of fact
Touch your souls with bullets that shoot and scatter from gats
My tech should be up, but I’m just blasting with little ones
My scriptures grip it and really get you tongue twisted, my riddle’s fun?

Dirty Shanks
we take there 'time', and 'watch' while M.P. shakin wit achin ribs, beef? Hardly!::
Messin' with R.D. kidd's get beaten Physically weakened lyrically each weekend!::
Mr. Spit done got K.O'd... Now he's runnin' hurbs like they got straight flows?!::
not today, in life or after... My word's after each & every one of these Blunt bastards!::
"Master please!!"
That's right, sharp witt and skill that'll cutt ya quickah than feinds for weed leaves!::
I Smoke Cameleon up like Joe Camel son, you aint shit you just like seein' Mr's. Spit cumm!::
I'd diss ya whole clik bitch!, but I don't even know if they spit flow or swallow to exist!::

Madd Preacher~Switched Styles~
Theres no help for these fags sportin white belts, my presence is felt, like 3rd degree burns you melt from heat of hell R.D. hold the champions belt, smack you in the face til it swells, n ya blood begins to smell, then imma slice of a genital see what ya geni-tells//
The battles been sued, like a court trade, n you don’t know the court date, ya executions today, Mr Blonde shock you wit a lyrical blaze its not our fault ya turned out this way, lookinEworse than ya moms cuttinEyalls 8th grade fade//
Winning to you is superstition, on stars ya wishin, but when I spit you listen, like kennedy assassinations in the kitchen, you cry when ya loose yall need to quit bitchin!, we strike wit accurate precision, have the pole make decisions, while we make incisions to ya spinal n watch ya body spasm n begin twitchin//


50 bars
I counted from every emcee here. I broke down tha bars in each verse and was counted correctly. Just match ours, or lay what you got... Due ASAP, you PM'd me sayin' you got tha spit's so drop'em... Everyone knows rules... only poll votes will count!!

peace, you got SONNED!!!