speek EZ this cat is dope as hell, and i'm talkin bout his flows-as well/
he culd take a mic and rip it, culd lose his brain-and still spit intellect` cuz he's gifted/
he's got the illest lines, i wuldn't by no way wanna challenge-him/
cuz he'll probly end up droppin me` like a pound of vali-um/
damn and i was bein nice, but not really-enough/
cuz this kid is so fuckin good` i fear he's a slut/

my man triplicity's flow's is tight
he will destroy u in a fight, show his real might
so the point of this flow is he's my man
he could detroy u all even if he was in a 1 man clan
u want him behind ya, not ur enemy
he will kill ya show u his true ability

peace...

He just joined...and he has the whole place-in-fear...
He will rip you..and make ya cry..so just face-the-tears..
Hes like a god..throwing lightening bolts so you in "shock"..
And hes like a porn star...all the bitches love his cock...
Still-new...but he will kill-you...with a verbal assault..
After he rips you..and you leave in tears, dont say it was his fault..

When masta c unleashes his style releases catastrophies...
his lyrics spread chemical deaseases to make gats weeze...
he's rhythmically life threatening, like aiming nines at me....
he left chalengers deseased when the beef increased...
Destroying beliefs as he tokes on the marajuana leafs...
he doesn't stop...this mans a god...make him a mod...

ha ha wack but who cares keep elevating...

400ounce has a factory full of cars that bounce
Only spits hot rhymes along with ill lines
Some say his the next thing to pac
thats why he always has his mac-10 strapped across his back
Just like his back pack.
Next time you see ounce you better run till your feets gets numb~

Enjoy that playboi

HaycH is lyrically gifted..so watch yourself...
He will take ya on, 2 on 1..and ya still need more-help..
He is like a lyrical buzzsaw..cutting away opponents...
Disabling you slowly...by your own components...
Its all about the money for him...he has a lot like bill gates..
Beating any emcee Hes saying "whose next to step up to the Plate"..

dr. J will leave all who try and convey lyrics in a shitty way in dismay
crack ya vertibrae in all places no traces of newb cause he left um all astray
treat them like an ashtray cause their dirty with a used butt
he's fucked more than a few sluts let your girl out and she'll be victim to his next nut
he's imposible to mess with, all those who try are left stiff
let's switch our dicks when we pull trains on these tricks
if anyone should step to the doctor their balls will get kicked like J's playin soccer

Chameleon is elevated higher than mountain peaks..
Giving a verbal Jab..to all those he has beat...
His record is wrong..it should be 13-5...
Cause no one can...match up to his skill size..
He will rip-the-place..and spit-out-mace..in ya eyes..
Cause he is ill like HIV..making people die...

masta c is ill like sars//
dont battle him you be leavin with scars//
his lyrics feed on your brain//
leaving you left with a severed mainframe//
He stings EMCEES with Lyrical Assult//
when peoples reckords go down people thinkin hes the stearotipical one at fault//

hallow tips hittin top charts with real skill/
fear him like ya closet monster cuz he will kill/
his fists like blades that rip-ya/
like a bug battlin him n he'll jus flick-ya/
tearn ya to pieces like a wild-animal/
cuz losses to him are just umcompatible/

Give him "silentz" as he walks in the room..
Cause he gives violence, sending ya to ya doom..
With only 13 posts..hes ripping-the-board...
with ill vocals...hes hitting-the-cords...
He may have lost 1 battle..but he can still win..
Cause going against him is like a deadly sin...

Oh my god is that master c/
steppin in the room to kill emcees/
little do they know that he aims to please/
cause he can drop rhymes easy like he breathes/
but when the others step, he's gonna have to blow/
cause if they don't already, there gonna know/
that the kid from PA's gonna steal the show/
and drop the mic right when its time to go/

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hes 1-0, undefeated...i wouldnt mess-with-him..
Hes so bright like a light...he puts the rest-in-dim..
They call him...a vet....for a reason...
Cause he leaves herbs...not breathin...
cause his lyrics are like knifes, constantly slicing..
And all the girls say, he taste so good like cake icing..

uh oh we got master c here,making herbs run in fear/
dropping and killing herbs, not shedding a tear/
his sig dont have to shine, cause he makes herbs shiver up and down there spine/
he has his own personal oven, with every hot dropped line/
he has tactical skills,which were made to kill/
every time he steps in everyone feels the chills/