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

[maxi-padz]

this is fo yo baby girl/
u my enemy so i gotta kill u/
thats why i gotta kill u/
why u fuck me around /
i ain no muthafucken foo/
talkin shit behind my back/
fucked wit mah homie/
sayin that u don even know me/
grab u by da hair/
strip yo ass bare/
slap u like a hoe till u cry/
then ima put a knife to yo throat n tell u that u gonna die/
throw u into da wall/
laugh at u as u try n crawl/
when u get to tha door/
ima kick u in the head/
not gonna stop till yo whole head is red/
u shouldn fuck wit me when im drinking/
like xzibit ima fucken alcoholik/
call it what u want/
but tha fact is nigga yo bitch is in my cellar/
ima muthafucken cut her head up n send it in paper bag if u dont come hea ya heard/
ay fuck yo bitch u my freestyle opponent/
in this west coast affiliated tournament/
shaved head tattood no gold on my wrist/
ima rip yo jewelery off n slap u with it/
maxi-paddy bringing a rhyme wit beef in it/

peace
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[Hambone (Guest)]

for the weak/
dont try to speak/
thinkin you hard like the ROC, or memphis bleek/
im on top, the highest peak/
the women in the clubs who do they seek?/
me, hambone, with the glance have the women start  to TLC and Creep/

lets just take a time out/
all this hootin and hollerin makin me start to shout/
calm down analyze the situation/
come back, show u a real mc demostration/
more like a demolition/
u burning, have a inflammation?/
herpes, the clap, gonorrhea/
shit dont wanna be ya./
ask yourself a question/
u really Keepin it "Real", or are u off in some other demention?

tweak what you say, and stay on point/
listen to dre, come correct and blaze a joint/
some of your shit was sloppy, like pig,  oink oink/
muthafucka stay away from the fat/
i keep my lyrics lean/
you aint mean, i'll break you off at the seam/
im the champ about to make this back to back like the lakers team/
back board breakin/
earthquake shakin/
sysemic tools cant measure this on a rhector scale/
stealin your shine, like i was the "Glove", Gary Payton
lyrics, that broke your back bone/
exposed your fairy tale/
fake life, your not loud, Im settin the tone/
home run hittin, like the all star game coming, im bringing it home/
this is the place where we are, seattle/
crem-digits presents the greatest battel/
thats right, brandin ya'll as if you were my cattle/
here,we always step up to the plate/
like the mariners in first place/
the best record to date/
just makes you want to sit there and contemplate/
the boy is coming correct from the northwest/
takin no prisoners/
fuck with me, you'll have cement shoes at the bottom of the lake/
so whats the dilly?/
still actin silly/
whats your idea of tough?/
hard lines, cuss words make you rough?/

when any of ya'll actually go to jail, prison/
that is when i will start to listen/

me and my boy just finished Federal doing 2 and a half years/
that is some serious tatoo tears/
no pussy,no weed,no wwwwwwhaaaaasuuuupppppp commercial beers/
u really wanna take it to the street?/
name the time and place, and we can meet/
and nothing that will stop me, from takin you 6 feet deep/
but im a family man like dre/
so please watch what you say/
im a father, have a daughter/
and believe me........i aint afraid to pull a manslaughter!!!!

[ITW [the irish boy]]

UMM
MAYBE SOMEONE COULD TURN THE MUSIC UP?
OVERHAUL SOME WACK RHYMES LIKE PISS IN A CUP
HAMBONES RIGHT,  SHITS STARTIN TA, GET ROUGH
JUST PLAYIN ALONG DAWG, WAITIN TA CALL THERE BLUFF
WERE ALL GROWN MEN WE KNOW WHEN ENOUGH IS ENOUGH
JUST BEFORE THAT CROSSDRESSER MOUSE APPEARS WITH HANDCUFFS
AND A MUFF WHIP
GET OUT QUIK
TELL THE BOYS WHAT JUST DIPPED
THEY GET MAD ONE OF EM JUST FLIPPED
CHASE MOUSE WITH PAD
BUT STILETTOS MAKE HIM DONE SLIP
SLIP INTO THIS U LIL PUNK SQUARE BITCH
U LOOK LIKE NO GANGSTA
MORE LIKE AMERICAN PIES PAUL FINCH
YEAH? THATS THE GUY THAT WOULD CRY AT A PINCH
THATS THE KINDA GUY THAT WOULD TURN OUT A SNITCH
WHO WOULD TURN ON HIS FRIENDS
LIKE TURNING A LIGHT SWITCH
AYO PAD CAN U REALLY TELL WHICH ONES WHICH?
I HAVE A CATOGORICAL MIND, TWO HEADINGS/ HOMIE AND BITCH


ILL LEAVE IT TO YALL TO PICK WHICH

PEACE

KEEP IT GOING ON

YO SUP HAMBONE AND MAXI PADDY

shits gettin better mouse, but where your homies at?

[maxi-padz]

ima put all htese catz in 2 sections/
tha niggaz n tha bitchez who be beaten on they erection/
bring on da selection/
u know if u in mah good books/
n u kow if u a hoe coz ill diss yo ass in a flow/
while i down a bottle of old crow/
i getting high as i style/
crack crack o oh goodbye another dead nigga in my file/

shyt! fuck this shyt is wack
daymz
ay yo itw n mouse n all those other cats that seen me rhyme fairly regulary be honest to god
am i wastin my muthafucken time?

[Hambone (Guest)]

sup irish......

yo maxi..its cool..just keep at it....
write them down.....then get online and type it...
i just type it when i get on here.....or when i am in the shower i try to think of shit.....
peace...

[Sikotic™]

Da Assassin a.k.a. Bdogg about to get in this//
I see ya don't want me here but I don't give a shit//
Y'all be fallin Harder than Lennox while I blockin your hits//
Can't touch me so you pout and have hissy fits//
Come on man, get in my face//
I never fall//
Disconnect your jaw so bad you sippin grits through a straw//
Talking shit and you think I can't back it up...NAH//
My lyrics be hotta than Beyonce Knowles with a thong on//
You can't read it, my motto is Prove Me Wrong//
Try at your own risk, or be singin yo swain song//
You as fake as Mike J//
You livin a fantasy everyday//
You won't admit it but most of y'all worship everything I say//
I be droppin more bombs on ya I'm Timothy Mc Veigh//
Light the explosives on y'all hatas and run//
Find refuge in the land of the Rising Sun//
Now I'm talkin to the Feds usin' words like "ICHIBAN"//
HAHA...Y'all know I'm jokin//
Words more toxic than a room full of smokin'//
While I'm screamin at you your cryin with your pants soakin//
Or you could shit, its your notion//
ITW, whats up man, long time no see//
Then theres Maxi-Padz, remember me//
Well I'm out, peace homies//

[ITW [the irish boy]]

U KNOW MAXI P WILL BE HIGH AS A KITE
BUT NOW THAT MOUSES GONE WHO CAN WE FIGHT
I SAY ENEMIES ARE JUST FRIENDS IN A DIFFERENT LIGHT
MOUSE U JUST MAY BE DISSED ON THIS WEBSITE
BUT YOU HELPED US GANGSTA RAP
U EXTENDED OUR PLIGHT
BUT PADDY LOW ESTEEM IS A FUCKING BLIGHT
DONT QUESTION YOURSELF
U HAVE THE TALENT TO WRITE
WHEN WE STARTED TOGETHER I WOULD WONDER ALL NIGHT
WHYS HE BETTER THAN ME THIS LITTLE MITE FROM OZ
I WAS JUST A SLOW STARTER? I HOPE THATS ALL IT WAS.
YO BDOGG WHUTS UP WITH THE BIG BIG BOSS
I THOUGHT UD GONE UNDER THE FLEDLING MOSS
OF THESE NEW KIDS FILLIN IN WHERE WE THOUGHT U WERE LOST
WE MISS THE BACDAFUCKUP ATTITUDE WHEN U DONT GIVE A TOSS
COZ WHEN U FUCK WITH BDOGG ITS NOT WITHOUT COST

Hmm who knows? not my best rhyme i didnt really have the flows, and that shows. Mouse come around again when u get the chance. Keep writing and hit us back with some raw gangsta shit on your return. Until then Keep it Real homie.

Ayo paddy. Fucks sake man, you have more talent than most of us! Dont let ur self confidence down and if it goes down dont show the board your weakness. Send private messages. Like i said in the rhyme, at the start you went light years ahead of me. I was sure i hadnt got the bug. But things got better and hopefully ive improved. Some of the shit u spat in the battlefield was top notch nigga. Keep going. Ill be back tomorrow and you better have a fuckin top class rhyme posted or imma kick yo ass!

[Hambone (Guest)]

thats right/
keep it tight/
even if it dont sound right/
nobody can do it all the time/
bustin tight ass lyrics with some funky ass lines/
keep your head up, and pen to the pad/
irish thug, me, and the rest of the e-stylers will feel bad/
if you dont keep at it/
just keep going and say Fuck IT/

take a time out/
maybe u just have too much things u thinking about/

what i do is just to put my feeling to the keyboard/
relieve my stress makin me feel like i am dicin and slicin some of these fools with a sword/
so dont stress over nothin/
maybe some new cat will come along and push your buttons/
and you will get that feeling again/
that there is nobody else..and only you will win!


just keep at it man.....keep at it...i aint the greatest.....on here...but i keep at it......good luck mouse....

[maxi-padz]

ay yo u gon kick mah ass?
fill me up a glass/
haha yea nigga hea comes a blast from da past/
imagine deez lyrics spat real fast/
almost as fast ass tha bulletz i bust/
try n seep thro my defences/
my capz emited/
shyt nig u got detected/
im tha ghetto leader elected/
u lil bitch u a hastler/
when ima hustler watch me hustle/
my arms is big but my dicks my biggest muscle/
pussy teaser woman pleaser/
ima lick ur clit then get my dick some lip/
then ima shoot 6 rounds at yo car n make it flip/
u say this tha greatest battle ever/
hard hittin thought provokin lyrics i deliever/
sometimes so dark and unexplanile u get a shiver/
like im watching u/
hahaha im back wit a crack/
thinking bout quitin but alreay at yo throats wit a comeback/
i ain worried bout showin weakness/
i emit a source of strenght/
untouchable force/
and i show no remorse/
when im about to blow up my eyes glow/
the fear i strike thro my stare stays wit my victims for an eternity/
someitmez when i transform into da killa in me/
my niggaz is to scared to even fucken look at me/

i unno
peace
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[ITW [the irish boy]]

ALOT BETTER THAN THE LAST ONE WAS
BAC UP IN THIS MOTHERFUCKA
ITS DAT DAWG FROM OZ
WITH THE NINE INCH CLAWS
SEEKIN PUSSY ON ALL FOUR WALLS
U BAC UP AND READY FROM YO LAST FALL?
AIIGHT HERE WE GO DAWGS ITS TIME TA BALL

I LEAD THE PACK
AN IM READY TA JACK
HAMBONE BDOGG HOP IN THRU DA BACK
PAD IN THE FRONT FILLIN UP THE SACK
U GET THE KNACK TO WHACK WHETHER YOUR WHITE OR BLACK
WELL IM WHITE AND DATS A SIGHT IF I GET IN A FIGHT
IN MY PLIGHT TO STOP MY HOMIE FROM USEIN DAT CRACK
PROWLIN THE STREETS AT NIGHT NOT AFRAID OF A FRIGHT
COZ I HIBERNATE THRU THE DAY
AND TAKE TO FLIGHT AT NIGHT
US FOUR WE COULD SWALLOW U UP IN ONE BITE
SPIT U OUT  I SHOULD OF BIT NOW MY BREATH SMELLS LIKE SHIT
NEARLY AS BAD AS THAT FISHY BITCH SMELL WAFTIN OUTTA YOUR CLIT
MOUSES GONE BUT CREMEDDEL U THE DICK THAT STARTED IT
WED APPRECIATE IT IF U PARTICIPATED A BIT


Keep postin babies

IRISH THUG WANNABE

bdogg
maxi-p
hambone

let's rip this shit up one more time. and some shit from u too mdogg. an wheres dat one hit wonder nik?suckin on a dick?lol
im out

[Hambone (Guest)]

i will be back on here soon....been doing the daddy thing lately..lookin for daycare for my child...Dayuuuum ya'lll daycare cost like 1,000 a month!!!  its cool....but i will drop something in a few days....
sup bdogg
maxi and irish thug...

[maxi-padz]

back off dis shit bout ta blow/
when 20 niggaz wit skill get togetha n start to flow/
they start to throw mad ass lyrics that be bumpin in yo eardrums/
deafenin yo senses n blinding da foes/
makin yo foot bump n atractin da hoes/
but above all this talent i rise/
step up da throne is yo demise/
i got the game in my palm/
from da ghetto to da farm/
yall try to replicate/
me and then u dublicate/
but yall cant win tha great debate/
all u can do when im da last mand standing in dis battle is playa hate/
iz a funny thang fate/
1 day u could be top of da world/
soaring thro da skies next a knife in ya spine/
just when it was ur time to shine/
this rhyme gettin left unfinished/
caus yo ass got dimished/

my soul is clean while urs is tanted/
my body n mind is reincarnated/
now i rap bout death but im sophisticated/
im tha feeling that u call fear/
always lurking at ur rear/
as ur confidence leaves u my chance is near/
u turn around n shoot at my shadow/
muahah evil laughs haunt u as i dissapear/
u start to run as u reload ur gun/
i reappear just in ur vision/
now u think is this real or imagination/
is dis guy living or a d'lusion/
u wait but u dont hea nothin is it an illusion/
u hear something drop and clang/
u spin around n let of a bang/
then when u look u cant see anythang/
muahaha there i go again/
now u get to ur knees beggin/
i loom out tha mist n walk towards ur crying body/
a tall dark shadow wit a blade in my hand/
u let off ur last shot which strikes me in the chest/
i fall to the ground n gasp/
u let out a nervous laugh hehe/
u lower ur vision n then look up again n there im standing/
muahaha here i come nigga u cant kill me/
u accept da fact ur gonna die/
as i advance for the final blow/
u wake up in a sweat of tears and blood/
was this real of a dream u contemplating u think u know/
then see my fucken face in da window/

[Hambone (Guest)]

its a sunny day, here in the northwest/
takin a toke,
of that chronic smoke/
slidin through the Eastside of this great city/
give luvv to all those, even the ones i gave pity/
still, shit does get kinda shitty/
fools testin me online,offline soundin more like lauryn hill dooo waaaaa ditty/
or is that paperboy/
the rest of ya'll will be left to sing hooks like Ms. Toi/
you know how we do it/
like ice cube mobbin out, mashin without any break fluid/
screw it/
time to come correct/
microphone check, make that a keyboard check/
fuck u up with all the keystyle dialect/
so come try to flex/
scratch your azzes like funkmaster/
grab the tech/
bulls eye, u better Call FEMA, theres been a disaster/
have u anticipatin/
the Tru God/
the Rakim Master/
so what are u after/
fame? respect? fortune?/
u sure in hell aint the one/
styles for miles, originality with a touch of fun/
gangsterism when i need to bring it/
dont glorify it, not trying to promote it/
do any of ya'll really have a history/
or is it all a fairy tale? more like a mystery/
you see/
things are nothin but facts comin through my computer, for you to view/
smoked, and cooked your azz like Stew/
who knew, this cat from the rainy city/
makin my mark, original with Authenticity/
i carry the keystyle patents/
time for ya'll to pay the fee/
i shattered your destiny/
scratched u off like a flea/
what could it be, Hambone, yeah thats me/
must i come hard and start cussin more/
nah, just passin through now im out the door/
blazed the spot, ducked the cops/
saw a cutey parked in the lot/
got the phone number/
damn she was hot/
yeah im feelin good now, im on top/
time to hit seward park/
see the bloods and some crips, doing the crip hop/
nuttin but luvv on this fine day/
what more can i say/
im from Seattle, Representin BAAAAABAAAAAy!!!!!!


took it chill with this one..its a hot sunny day here in seattle lol not normal for us..its lik 70 degrees so this was a fun keystyle....sup all
much luvv to ya'll

[ITW [the irish boy]]

OK LETS BLAZE UP THIS BOARD AGAIN
AND RAISE UP YO SWORD AGAIN
ITS TIME TO RAID THIS HOARD AGAIN
ITS TIME I GOT PAID TO WORD WIT THIS PEN

WHUTTS UP
NOONES BEEN STYLIN SINCE WE GOT BACK
WE ALL SOULD BE FRYIN THAT WEED IN THE SACK
A WHISPER DOWN THE BACK SAID THIS SHIT IS WACK
WHATT!!! MUTHAFUCKA THE THUG WANNABES BACK
THUMPIN DOWN THE STREET LOOKIN FOR PAT
FIND HIM LOOKIN AT HIS FEET A GAT WRAPPED IN HIS HAT
HE LOOKS BEAT BUT THATS OUR OZZIE CAT
HE SHOOTS TO KILL NOT JUST IN HIS RAPS
IF HE GOT PAID HED HAVE SOME BILL FOR BUSTIN THOSE CAPS
U CLAIM U CAN FLY BUT ONE SHOT AND U FLAP
HEHEHEHE COME HERE BITCH YO MANS DEAD NOW SIT ON MY LAP


JUST A SHORT ONE TO GET SHIT ROLLIN AGAIN

ITW

[Big BpG]

Lyrical Attack
Another Verbal wiplash
I pulled out so fast
You got an inside-out nutsack
Gimme a dictionary
To end you like missionary
You sleep at night
I come like the tooth-fairy
Scary?
Oh yes
god damn time to stress
I stay on top, dont think nothing less
Unless you fret the smell of my breath
Then come my way with a stick of winterfresh
I'll tear you up with a cool vocal test
And drag you around like you are my leased pet
God Damn you know you can do what I did
Flowed so hard your voice ran and hid
Bid to the highest bidder
A whack ass keystyle is a taste of something bitter
You quitter
Now I spitter in your direction
slap you with letters
you lose sight of your own reflection
Now its time for the vowels
I throw those so hard
Your ears dont follow
You say "A E I O U"
I SAID "HEY! SEE I OWN YOU"
Now really, if you don't realize what I say
Then please dig a 6 foot hole TO LAY ... OKAY

NOW TOP THAT FOOL!

Now its time for the vowels
I throw those so hard
Your ears dont follow
You say "A E I O U"
I SAID "HEY! SEE I OWN YOU"

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