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CREM- DIGITS PRESENTS THE GREATEST BATTLE EVER....

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maxi-padz:
oh shit i ain know u said that
else i cant remember
my bad
ima drop some shyt later
peace
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ITW [the irish boy]:
U GIVE A FUCK ABOUT OUR FUCKIN FEEDBACK
ILL STUFF YOUR FUCKIN ASS IN A FUCKIN GEE BAG/
WHATS A GEE BAG?/
LIKE A TEA BAG/
ENTERED THROUGH ALL HOLES/
UR PETIT ASS RESEMBLE GARDEN KNOMES/
AS YOU FLOSS WAVIN ABOUT THOSE MOBILE PHONES/
EXCUSE ME ILL TAKE THAT? MY NAME IS OFFICER JONES/
CLAIMIN GANGSTA YOU RUN AROUND WITH THEM NINE INCH CHROME/
IT OUTSIZES YOUR DICK EVEN WHEN YOUR ON THE BONE/
RUN QUICK ASK YOUR BITCH HOW HER MIND WAS BLOWN/
NOT BY PETIT DICK NON GANGSTA BITCH/
BY ME THE RAPPING EQUIVILENT OF AL CAPONE/

GANGSTA GANGSTA GEEZ WITH A WHOLE LOTTA HEART/
GIVE A DRESS AND MAKEUP/
DANM YOU LOOK THE PART/
WHATS THAT SMELL? SHIT DID U JUST FART?/
OH MAN U WOULDNT GET THAT MUCH SHIT IN A SEWAGE CART!/
YOUVE KAKED YOURSELF AND WERE YET TO START/
STOP WANKIN BOUT LIL MARGE SIMPSON AND BART/
NOT TO MENTION LIL LISA SIMPSON/
STOP THAT SHIT SON AND ILL  SHOW U TO PIMP SOME/
IT GIVES REWARDS BUT NOT LIKE YOUR WIMPS FUN/
THIS IS ENTERING A PUSSY WITH A WILD WILD WEST GUN/

Hambone (Guest):
introducing,
the northwest estyle m.c.
the topp Dogg, not snoop, but representng, S-E-A-double T-L-E,
fuckin with me,
i'll fuck up your whole cerebral,
make u all mental/
the level u speak on, is elmer fud, bugs bunny people/
thinking you lethal/
cartoonish/
like a lion and the king sequel/
i get 5 estyle mics/
you'll get negative 5/
fakin actin like a dyke/
wishing you werent alive/
with a pip squeek bark and a nibble for your bite/
your mark wahlberg outta sight/
im tom hanks, takin the ocsar on this night/

not really any battles at all/
sat back, relaxed watched all of ya'll stumbled and fall/
its like a sport/
you need to come ready to ball/
or dont try to step onto this basketball court/
thought your shit was protected like a fort/

its fo life, to bring any and all pain/
came to this estyle board/
drop a few lines and shit hasnt been the same/
put everything you have on the table/
my rhymes are so sick, they give me a Mr. Yuck Label/
your movin slow like 56k/
man, i got At&t Cable/
its the 21st century/
when they talk about the e-stylers, they just mention me/
who was he?/
they dont know/
they will just remember that i rocked the show

cremedelaclem:
heres another funky battle rhyme courtesy off my lil homie Storge Knives-

"this one goes out to all those fake ass wannabe emcees thats tryin to step to my man in nz....FUCK Y'ALL .....from the heart!"

y'all tell hella lies and cant understand the steez

i think youd better recognie like my name was sam sneed

ill take a lot of defeatin

in fact ill even be bleedin

before ill have a decent reason to admit i was beaten

ill keep going like triple x long life batterys/

so youll have to be/

statically charged if you wanna battle me/

im glad to be/

that emcee that cause panic and anarchy/

put me on your track ill make it phat like calories/

im nicer than greg nice/

and sicker than head lice/

plus im iller than snake bites/

and shine brighter than ice/

fake rappers get sliced/

with they head all up in the vice/

storge knives/

dont make me tell you twice

maxi-padz:
mouse needs back up
coz he knows he gon get smacked up
nigga FUK u to/
talking shyt from tha heart/
bitch shut ur trap hole/
faggot ass broke nigga on tha dole/
like mastah killah said something in tha hood goes CLACK CLACK/
check yo self nigga 2 bulletz flyin at yo back/
who dat nig storge knives/
thought he was a playa coz he had 3 wives/
nigga shut up i fuck em all/
now u wanna brawl/
shyt ur gay ass lyrics muct be rubbin off on me/
sayin u rhyme with mo energy/
u cant compare wit me/
nig u aint even understand tha game/
dare u to question my untouchable aim/
storge knives mustn know in here theres a pecking order/
i rhyme first and last coz i start tha precision/
ima make an incision/
gut u form ur head to ur feet/
im so handy wit tha knife call me sleek/
dont test me fool/
i play wit tha 9 milla like iz a tool/
n fuck with me ill leave yo blood in a pool/

shyt thas weak effort
yall can tell i aint rhyme in a few days im warm up now
bring u some of that shyt u love?
lolz
peace
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