MAZE:

Yo keep biting my rhymes and im gon pull a knife from behind ya,
U eatin my rhymes more than im eatin ya moms vagina,
Motha fucka i kill you for talkin that shit,
you minus well hire a doctoer to walk around wit,
This my motto, mothafuckas know ya role,
I'm sicker than someone that throws up, while he shittin on the toliet bowl,
Trouble is better than Denzel, he was born actor,
Imma put slugs down ya throat and nigga this and Fear Factor,
I see you like to talk alotta shit,
when im thorugh with you, you wont have a mouth for u to talk it wit,
Got beef wit me u better be fit,
Cuz my punches shatter oragns, with every single hit,
Punch u in ya lower body, break ya ribs,
this nigga is fresh outta jail for countless gay marraiges,
My rhymes will tear you open, im vicious like a cougar,
If u so gangsta why the fuck u still rappin on the computer,
This nigga is sitting in front of his Macintosh,
watchin fags fuck, wit his hand up his ass, while jackin off,
I know some niggaz that can beat u, that go to elemenatry school,
even if u respond i aint gon answer this fuckin fool,


TROUBLE:



Shove a dynamite in Maze ass, I want to see you exploded
I piss on my foes
Fresh road kill, corpse splatter across the road
Throw your momma in stove
Yeah I fuck her fo-sho
There a bounty on Maze head, I’m here to collect tha dough
In a fists fight I transforms lose self control
Stab your soul
Punch this corny nigga in throat
When u a sleep I’ll put chili powder in your nose
Now me biten your flows?
Uh No
You garbage kid, I rob your punk ass make u walk home but naked with out clothes
Matter fact u can be my hoe
U can start by rubbing my toes
I’ll mash this bitch nigga like an louse
Who oppose?
Meet in Los Angeles, ill be waiting in flip flops with an gardening hoes



AND THIS NIGGA A FAG HE SAID U CAN BE MY HO AND RUB MY TOES...U GAY


IIGHT I WANT PEOPLE TO VOTE ON WHO YOU THINK WON THAT BATTLE...SICK OF BATTLING AND THEN NO ONE ADMITS THEY LOST

MAZE ONE THAT SHIT HANDS DOWN, I AINT NO DICK RYDER BUT HE ATE HIM WHEN HE SAID I PUT SLUGS DOWN YOUR THROAT AN THIS AINT FEAR FACTOR,,,,,,,,,,,,,,THAT WAS RAW LIKE FRESH BEEF NIGGA

The KING is here and Maze merced that nigga trouble

ayo maze that was hot,TROUBLE aint worth the tyme to bust flows on him,but yea MAZE you were hot.......you WON

BIG-J