Club "Dat Beat"

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Fifty raised up the microphone:

You call yourself Navynem
Boy, ain't you a pathetic man?
You come here, in "Dat Beat"
Asking to get your arse kicked

Making up rhymes about the "Thresher"
But a lil' Bloodhound makes you feel the pressure
The crowd here is applouding already
Stop shivering and get your rhymes ready

He looked at the Navy offer with a "You're going down" grin and lowered his mic.

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Republic of the Sword and Sun