M Dogg challenges Tim C
- Thread starter M Dogg
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Call you Marshell 'cause you flow is annoying
Going against a true champ like the G'Town Hoyings
First to draw like Doc Hollyday, well you lose composure
You like a short porn star, we laugh from the exposure
Kinda shit I rhyme to being banging in the penatentary
You go against me, is like little kids going against Kobe
See when I rhyme this fools best to know to leave quick
'Cause I'm the one that's followed by a hell and the Apacolypes
TimC is trying to get out this as I make the crowd go Hysterical
Now it's about time for this muthaphukka to get spiritual
Better prey now to the Father Son and the Holy Ghost
Speak in tongues at your lyrical funeral and leave rose
Close casket when I leave you headless like a guillotine
Like Sleepy Hollow, the Horseman rides in a dream
As Death aproaches, Tim C appears terrorfied
So call me the Rock, 'casue my lyrics are know to electrfy
Look over that shit, and be sure to learn a lession
As you have just seen the a sample of lyrical perfection
Going against a true champ like the G'Town Hoyings
First to draw like Doc Hollyday, well you lose composure
You like a short porn star, we laugh from the exposure
Kinda shit I rhyme to being banging in the penatentary
You go against me, is like little kids going against Kobe
See when I rhyme this fools best to know to leave quick
'Cause I'm the one that's followed by a hell and the Apacolypes
TimC is trying to get out this as I make the crowd go Hysterical
Now it's about time for this muthaphukka to get spiritual
Better prey now to the Father Son and the Holy Ghost
Speak in tongues at your lyrical funeral and leave rose
Close casket when I leave you headless like a guillotine
Like Sleepy Hollow, the Horseman rides in a dream
As Death aproaches, Tim C appears terrorfied
So call me the Rock, 'casue my lyrics are know to electrfy
Look over that shit, and be sure to learn a lession
As you have just seen the a sample of lyrical perfection
haha aight..
challengin me, like you had somethin to prove?
you best shit, bittin and prewritten, still gon lose..
still-gon-bruise, the challenger, whoever tries..
the audience can 'see' i won, even wit 'glass eyes'..
suprise, you wack, only ill with down-sydrome..
you out of place dawg, like callin DEATH a PALINDROME...
cut ya shit, no one beats me, im way to vicious..
ya homies verse looked suspicious, biting can lead to stitches..
lyrical perfection? really tho, you need-work..
fuck wasting time on you, i abbreviate..the T-hurts.. (truth)
ya rhymes get ate, like puttin fries in front of Pun..
melt ya whole verse, like Ice-T in front tha Sun..
i dont front wit guns, i really got heat..
and if you need verification? i fill ya body..
wit them .45's, .22's, chose ya assailant..
prevailin, once again, fuck rainin its hailin..
and while you lookin for the switch off your motherfuckin computer..
beanie, mask-down, im that net banger shooter..
vote on dis.
challengin me, like you had somethin to prove?
you best shit, bittin and prewritten, still gon lose..
still-gon-bruise, the challenger, whoever tries..
the audience can 'see' i won, even wit 'glass eyes'..
suprise, you wack, only ill with down-sydrome..
you out of place dawg, like callin DEATH a PALINDROME...
cut ya shit, no one beats me, im way to vicious..
ya homies verse looked suspicious, biting can lead to stitches..
lyrical perfection? really tho, you need-work..
fuck wasting time on you, i abbreviate..the T-hurts.. (truth)
ya rhymes get ate, like puttin fries in front of Pun..
melt ya whole verse, like Ice-T in front tha Sun..
i dont front wit guns, i really got heat..
and if you need verification? i fill ya body..
wit them .45's, .22's, chose ya assailant..
prevailin, once again, fuck rainin its hailin..
and while you lookin for the switch off your motherfuckin computer..
beanie, mask-down, im that net banger shooter..
vote on dis.
