flex havana biting off lil kim, quiet storm remix we gonna do it again/ so u like rhyming and playing ball...well im going to give u two/
puerto rico swinging strikes 3 and ya out, like the major leagues ima split and change the route/
so whats ya language....can ya ass spit out spanish? it dont
matter.. tu' no quero con esta vato'/
porque yo soy inteligente y mas o menos loco/
ima put ya in a choke hold like jay and 50, wit no gloves no chains wips just my brain/
....nigga im insane but ima' keep it original, no kim just the mobb run deep and im gone.../

deal then u set the battle up, me and flex verse you and ya crew

this goes to krem
i didnt have no beef wit you but anyway......
yo listen man,learn how to spell my name right
if this goes well your gunna be walkin out wit a black eye tonight/
but im struck for inspiration/
cause, if i battle you im pretty low/
but the anticipation of batllin makes me hungry,/
hungry for canadian blood/
you winnin this batlles as likely as its guna flood, in the sahara /
i dont need to pay you out cuse you get burnt in south park all the time/
cant wait to see youre next ryme/
you should be outlawed in all states and made a crime/

you don't even matter man so i don't even know your name/
go do something else cause you no good at this fucking game/
you wannabe who wants a shit load of fame/
in real life people call you insane lerane/
so shut the fuck up guys who doesn't matter to me/
if you don't like what i say then go try to fuckin sew me/
but you a poor ass bitch who can't afforg an atturnee/
if you keep it up you sleepin in a gerny/
if i was you man i'd shoot myself in the head/
make it a good shot cause everyone wants you dead/
so put that barrel right in your fuckin mouth/
your used to that man, your knees are always hittin south!

aight this goes to quicksilver,

who the fuck is this kid//
he's not smart, so he must be stupid//
sendin me a private message sayin you wanna battle?//
fuck man, give your head a rattle//
if your gonna do it, do it right//
goto bitch slapped, and ask for a fight//
go watch get smart, cause your a dumbass//
you don't wanna battle me, i'm out of ya class//
go get one of your friends to retaliate//
cause bitch, you won't be able to initiate//
your like a rapping infection//
headin in the wrong direction//

treach P and flex Havana

you guys ask for a battle, but don't show//
scared to spit, scared to post a flow//
you could of altleast said we quit or something//
so me and tim could win for nothing//
you fuckin pussy's//
stop gettin each other up the touchy//
goto frontlines and post a spit//
so we can see who's better at this rap shit//

so look i here krem loud and clear
he's got treach p and flex all full of fear
they think their some god damn cool
maybe the stupid bastards should have went to school
then their rhymes wouldn't sound like crap
you could make more sence out of zipitty zipitty zap
so listen up and pay attention flex and treach
don't say shit about our crew
or i'll leave your eye lookin black and blue
so pay attention and get a clue
cause nobady really wants to listen to you
you keep your lyrics cheap, it's worse then a god damn jew

HAHAHAHAHHAHA
whut the fuck?
all of ya'll talkin shit and U all suck
Oye Big J supposed vato loco
Aqui llego el Rey vete limpiate tu toto
Creiendo que eres algo serio
pero contra mi es un misterio
Mamabicho tragate esto huevos
As for HomoThugz check the FrontLines reply to me and see who has better rhyme......No me Joda mamao(Big J)

this is to true playa slay and krem
yo, i make you choke like youre chokin on a kornflake/
i have already conceeded that youre mentally and physically a fake/
i'm usin my pwer of veto to vote you out of this game/
put it this way, your lerical talent is just lame/
look out this guys the next hitler/(fucking racist)
i destroy this cat like i am a fucking hitman/
picking him off from the bell tower/
it took this cat like a whole hour/
to write his reply/
this cats so sly he would probably king hit ya while you are asleep/
he is so weak every time he gets burnt he weeps/

heres some beef about the "best crew on rap battles"// <-- (SIKE)
aim for them all in the "head" and leave the "lead" for it to "rattle"//
KNIGHTSHADE PRODUCTIONS i saw how u made the "crew"//
pickin the weakest rappers, straight from outa the "blue"//
guess im spittin this in hopes to spark another "win for me"//
after im done with the crew it will be like "ten for free"//
fuck a "pen" i'll use a "tree"//
only reason i end this peice, is cause i think i got to run and "pee"//

any of ya, hit me up on "bitch slapped" even tho u couldnt do that if u "married a female dog and tryed for domestic violence"!!!

done.

YO IM STEALIN TITLES LIKE I WAS A LYRICAL THIEF/
IT SO EASY CUASE YA LIKE LIL INDIANS WHILE IM PLAYIN THE CHIEF
I AINT GOT NO BEEF WIT NO ONE BUT I BATTLE THE FIRST TO ASK/
AND THEN HE COULD TELL THE REST OF YA HOW SWIFT PUT THE BELT TO HIS ASS

treach P

man look at ya, callin us racist//
we're better rappers then you, just face it//
you didn't even show up in frontlines//
let me guess, you was out committin a crime// (haha flex havana)
your just a fuckin retard//
fuck, you probly ain't even got a car//
to fuckin poor to afford one//
fuck this shit, i'm done//

yo,the only thing youd beat my crew at is ice hockey/(dont you play that heaps there)
so boy stop gettin cockey/
your lucky i didnt show there/
get you in a hold like devils snare/
it wouldnt take much to be king of the canadian scene/
you need me like crack to a crazed crack fiend/
it seems your replys are gettin lamer every day/
you better off findin a nother way, another candidate/
you better be nice to me , im'a bout to decide your fate

good'a mate,i'm a goin have to diss you,get ur ass banned from this site/ what i'm tryin to say is your raps are pretty shite, what you should be doin sittin watchin neighbours, that corny ass program which aint never cumin famous/tha charactors are lame which correspond to your raps,nigga i didnt write this shit i'm jus sayin that ur wack.

i dont like my uncle cuz he fucked my cousin before i had a chance