 2009, 2008, and all that time, nigga, you think I still care about battling you? And that time, I bought a whole lot of cars in a new house, and you're still in the same bed, cause Charlie never bought a new couch. Here's a pedal. Listen, on my left hand side, coming all the way from Canada, you've seen him in a fucking bunch of battles, freestyles, written, this, that, and the third, he might be the second man to cook Charlie clips after me. On my right hand side, you've got that guy, one half of a billion dots, he's been doing freestyle battles, written battles, he's been representing the UK H18 for a minute. Make some notes on my man, Dots, flipped off cam, oh, he pretended that we did. We definitely didn't toss, we didn't do that. We flipped off cam, and the first round is on Chiron, if we get some quiet in the building, all right, the first round's on Dots, I fucked it up, imagine that. You're trying to set me up, bro. Imagine Tony D fucking up, who does the bee drop shit? We're about to get into my man Dots. Check it, yo, hey, yo, turn my mic off and turn the beat up. Check it, yo, listen, yo, hey, yo, pack fucking, B-E-C, I bought a June, I thought this hit to torture you, but first I'd like to talk to you, tell you how it really is, tell you what the deal he is, oh, stop acting hard, Corey, tell us how you really live. You think anyone here believes you're bravado, acting like a heart bloke, pretending you're Mavado? No, bro, I see you with organic crowns, shook between a bunch of black cats and looking like a barcode. Oh, so, think you can spit hot, but I think not, I love Corey's crew, dying like he's the singer or a slipknot. Shit, what, I shouldn't say that, because this guy's so big. I guess that's why he runs away from high school kids, you little bitch. Stick to what you're saying, if you're spitting true, I've seen you in your battles, I can bigger than gorillas do, all up in a man's face, looking like you're hitting a dude and saying something gay, like, look at me while I'm kissing you, you faggot. Want to do a freestyle with Yonah, contract, kissing you? Homeboy, pause that, I come back and watch how you know I feel. Hey, yo, you fucking up like Tony D with Real Deal, why you coming against me and I spit hot, hip hop, why you fucking even reference, slipknot? He predicting it, you know I'm really flipping. Hey, yo, shout out to his woman's intuition. I come back and why you talking about a slipknot? It ain't the Filipino league when I flip cops. I come back and watch how to flow, how to won't drop, don't flop, I kick it like I'm cro-cop. Hey, yo, I know this man is in rage, you just a white teen in his can of his days, from back in the days, he's been rapping like Cage. Oh, it's 16 bars? All right, well, I'm killing you anyway, so keep going. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Have you got any written tattoo, bro? I kill you off the top, bro. Have you got any written tattoo? I don't need it, I'll beat you off the top. Hey, yo, pull the beat up, pull the beat up. Pull up. We'll see in the third round who can beat who off the top. Nah, same, same beat, same beat. Just pull it up, pull it up. Big up impact. So, I feel it, feel it in dots. I ain't even gonna miss the drop on this one. I'm gonna let it drop first. Fucking, yo, your mother looks like a fucking moose with a bodgy gut and a sloppy slush. Show me your nipples, they look like hockey parks. If I bend a rover, my hockey stick's gonna blow the butt. They need that bitch waddling away like she was Donald Duck. I don't think you can say I raped her, but I made her do it, pinned her to the floor and filled her pussy up with maple syrup. She's like a police source when I jump on and I take the stirrups. I fuck her ass with a dick that was branded made in Europe. She's been through every man from Toronto to Vancouver and sucked so many dicks, they nicknamed her the manhuber. It's kinda scary, bro. She's like a merry-go-round as she goes down on every man in Ontario. That makes me wonder bra. Them titties in her wonder bra. They've been sucked by every man up in British Columbia. You need to face it if I'm your mother's a skit. They're sucked every dick from none about to Southern Quebec, bitch. Yo. All right, we'll do a few riddles if you want to do it that way, all right? Check it out, yo, yo. Yo. It's the beast from the east and we need a box. People watch, send them up to Jesus pops. Backhand, he get close where the Reaper walks. Pac-Man, see a ghost when I'm eating ducks. Have them follow no Alicia Keys. Got the game in my hand, no PSP. I'll be Eric Wright. That's the Queens MC. You lost to DNA like Eazy E. Fill your dots. Fill me as I fill in the dots. I'm really killing these feelings. Your affiliate drops. Boy, I've been a realist and you've really been scared. Have you runnin' back to Philly like the Prince of Bel Air? That's how you know I got a mean style. I fucked you up, lettin' and killed you in the freestyle. Hey, yo, run the next beat. You know Philly's gonna- I don't need the rhythms. I'll kill you off the top. That was late. You know Philly's gonna slap you for that one, bro. Shit, getting paid and then comin' here with no rhythms, but that is whack. I just killed you with the rhythm, bro. Turn my mic off a little piece for me, people. It's about to get serious now. Check it, uh. Check it, check it, yo. Check it, I'm lyin' hard and this man's a joke. He's an ant, a loafer. Put you in a strangle, hold them fucking jokes. Slam your throat, dammit, bro. Like he's a can of coke. This faggot bloke's about to get his work like he was Calico. Fatal damage blow. You really wanna beef with me? Or fucking drop you quicker than the execs up in BET? Now wait, now something, gee. You know why you're a chump to me? Because you went and cried and it's the television company. Who fucking does that? That's something I just had to mention. Then it lost your cypher. You got fucking burned by Jaron Benton. It was embarrassing. You couldn't even rise the beat. It's like you and your rhythm were playin' the game. I hide and seek. Take my cypher verse. There's no way you're as sick as me. You miss the beat. Looking crystal-free and bitchin' skinny jeans. Taking nitroglycerine to make sure he don't piss and scream. Cuz he shook his fucking comparably anger shit on me. Watch how my rhyme is he. Hide and seek. You don't even know to ride a beak. So why I come back and not tell the doorplay? Hide and seek's what your girl calls fucking foreplay. You comin' back, I'm killin' that. You wanna come against me, man. You really wack. Why you talkin' bout a B.T. company? This is more of a ripoff than when I got sucka free. So stop duckin' me. You can never fuck with me. I'm bout to eat his food. Fuckin' ergot the cutlery. So why you steppin' back? You know I'm really greater. You look like a metrosexual baseball player. Come on, it's all wack. We do it. I come back. You know it's G-Unit and Jared Benson. Yeah, I'm bout to drop the rhymes. I'll stop him out until he gets hopped tonight. Yo, so which is it, bitch? Is it your role or Sharon? Man, it's so apparent that your ego's overgrown your talent. With a head as big as yours, I'm surprised you can hold your balance. All you do is scream in battles. Soon you'll do some vocal damage. This little bitch is more gas-duck than his local garage. I don't think this local managed to win. I'm a total savage. Son of a roker marriage. More broke than an opalaris. You a fuckin' mormon with a silver spoon in a golden palace. Leavein' and bleedin' this little sneagle's had it. So for me to beat this geek on a beat is an easy challenge. I've got a mind that's as sharp as a fuckin' legal talent. He'll get beat off violence on beats. So let's see what happens. Yo, you arrogant quarry. You need to sort it out. You and your ego need to sit down and talk it out. And leave the bruised alone. Think before you bore it out. Cause spirit seems to fuck with your head like it was a haunted house. Why you want a haunted house? Leave him with a crooked eye and call it slaughter house. So why you step up and now I'm roasting you. It ain't a haunted house, but I'll make a ghost of you. I come back with a rap, but it's ill. I do a freestyle. He's writing that ain't actual skill. This is so easy. I got talent at will. A haunted house. I kill your family like it's Amityville. So fuck a rap. And you know that you straight whack. Your best freestyle is when I go and say that. So why you want to talk about a fuckin' playback? Hey, yo, it's like the Rocky Crew. I kill him ASAP. So just a may back. You ain't roasting me. After I kill you, I'll have a two on two with Tony D and Philly. Wait, you know, it's really been hot. I heard your fucking partner likes to fill in the dots. So why? All right, listen. I'm up like 3-1. Hey, yo, last beat. Play the G-Unit beat. Check it. Yo, yo, four bar trade off. Four bar trade off. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. Oh, yo, listen. Yo, I know that you're a phony twat. Or put a tag on your head like it's Tony's high. Listen. Yeah, that's why, yo, Philly and Doth. We're ripping the spot. Shit, I'm slitting you off, bitch. Why you want to call a phony twat? Real talk, man. Ain't no one flowin' high. If you look good, it probably was a photo shop. Your boy Philly grinding on you like he Tony Hawk. Yo, yeah, that's why, yo, so listen. When I drop a rap, you broke a twat. Yo, it's not fucking twat. It's twat. Yeah, that's why a dinosaur like a velocirapt. To take you apart and give your body back. Yo, why you talk about colossal raptors? You're more embarrassing than me saying Boston backwards. I come back and not till I drop a rapper. Real talk, man. Your mom is an exotic dancer. Exotic dancer. Freestyle and an accent. You look fucking lame when you do this. You rap bent. Hey, yo, that's right, man. Come through and slap you. When you hold the mic like this, you look like a statue. Hey, yo. Why you want to mimic me? I have you standing outside like Statue of Liberty. I'm a person that goes back and you know that it's always hot. Hey, yo, your girl's a statue. She's always smokin' rock. Hey, yo, your mom's got bunions and loves them. A fucking string. You walk like we're in the dungeon of London. I see you thinkin'. I see your eyes are blinkin'. Tryin' to thinkin' shit that you can flip, but now you're sinkin'. Why I'm sinkin'? Right now I'm drinkin'. You want to play? I have you fucking dyin' Abe Lincoln. You want to come here? And watch how you thinkin'. Everyone want you to jump ship. Now you sinkin'. Listen, off the top. You know I come and rapin' and we do the fucking rhymes of freestyle out my cranium. I'm like an alien. Nine like a fuckin' gymnasium. Stop sayin' American bars, Canadian boy. Why you clean me, you're Canadian. I more don't flop than anyone in the stadium. And watch how I play with them. I'm not even from here and I got them to hate on them. Hey, hey, yo, listen. Watch it as I rip it up. It's not cool to stadium, you idiot. This is a club. Yeah, that's why, hey, yo, I'm spittin' it out. And I'm a leaf, you're all dead up a ministry of sound. Ministry of sound. It don't matter club. I'm still finishing right now. Cause who's better? Fuck them up like I'm Hugh Hefner. You just turned to a bitch. Bruce Jenner. Yo, this guy thinks that he can talk up. I've got more fuckin' bars than Fort Knox. Hey, yo, that's his boy right there on that top. Yeah, that's right. Cause that's something that this lads knock. Hey, yo, that was just a crazy slaughter. Hit me up if you want a restraining order. So watch how you know I got the predator. Hey, yo, I've probably seen you why not a catch a predator. Yo, hey, yo, we're coming with that hardship. I can clearly see you've been down to Camdenmark here. Yeah, that's right. With your fake gold. I will order you motherfucker. I'll grab your throat when I take hold. Hey, yo, hey, yo, you know it's something true. Grab the throat. That's what I did to your mother, dude. So I got to go back and that's who I feel. I had a choking worse than Tony D, the real deal. Yo, you know how I know he's on dumb shit? Cause this guy's a faggot that has only got mom flips. Oh, you're talking about my missus and my fucking mom. And that's how I know your shit and how you're fucking done. Yo, even though the beats fucking done, it's kind of hype. Off the top, you're throwing in a towel. Michael White, sweet coming right back. You know, it's really clear. Your girl give me scratches just like Premier. Yeah, that's right. Yo, you think that you can speak tough? I'm like Michael White because your mother is on these rocks. Jack, yeah, catch a back slap. Yeah, that's right. And I'm going to take the fucking strap off his snapback. Off his snapback. Hey, you can't rap. I swear to God, you should get rid of your hot rap. I come back and every time it's so critical. Ain't this beat, but I'm so damn invincible. Yo, I hate these guys. I annoy them cussing my girl up. Cuss your motherfucking boyfriend. Yeah, that's right. Yo, I spray insane. I would cuss your boyfriend, but I don't know his name. Come on, man. I don't know what you're drinking. Want to be my boyfriend? That's just wishful thinking. And what you want to say, man? It's lowest lane. Come on, man. Your girl, she gives the dopest brain. I know that, but you don't. Yeah, that's right. That's why I'm here with her. And you're here on your own, bro. You turned up with a bunch of black dudes and want to talk about girls. You fucking wack, dude. You rhymed black dude with wack dude. Holy shit. That's a great tattoo. Oh, wait. Why you want to predict it, and that's true? You did the peach. Well, peace. I just smashed you. Right, the peace sign caught me. That's true. I put a fucking flick knife out when I stabbed you. This is my last battle on my property. You think I give a flying fuck? I ain't proper, dude. Real talk. This is just an elevation. He said it's his last battle. That's a celebration. Can I drop a galore? No one here wants to fucking see you no more. Yo, yeah, that's right. Yo, it's something like a celebration. You versus Pat. Say you're something like some devastation. Yeah, that's right. Yo, a merc straight off the top. He fucking put you in the ground earthquake. Hey, yo. Why you claiming it's a devastator? Real talk on the mic. I'm a medicator. You just predicting it wrong because you're never greater. This is more of a hazard than a Chelsea player. Better way up. Jack shit. Yeah, that's why I like you. Like a matchstick. I'll put you fucking rocks on your back on a mattress. Suffocate your fucking face when I wrap it in plastic. Wrap it in plastic. That's it. I'm gonna disappear like magic and pull another rabbit. So why you coming right here? I should smack you up. It ain't the beat, but I'll make you fucking any up. Listen. Hey, yo, I've come here to torture you. I'll wake you up and I ain't talking about fucking water, dude. You want to slap me? Let's see what happens. Because I don't really think you can ever beat me, you little faggot. Little faggot. Watch how I concentrate. I saw your motherfucking girl make her ovulate. Why you talking about water, dude? It's always fake. Get your girl pregnant and make her fucking water break. Hey, yo, I'm not gonna break this man. Look how fucking scared he is. He's got shaky hands, yo. Yeah, that's why man, I'll come and be hit this day. But what's wrong, Corey? He didn't take a match today. Watch how my rhyme is hot. Shaky hands, not it's Michael J. Fox. He's Canadian. Watch how I spark again. Shaky hands, but I got you shook. You got some Parkinson's. Yo, hey, yo, listen what I say about Jeremy Fox. Yo, you stole that from DNA. Yeah, that's why you ain't as hard as this. Don't part this bitch. You stole your rap from Charlie Clips. Charlie Clips. Hey, yo, watch why it seems so great. I didn't stole. I just beat you like DNA. That's some shit that we could say when I could spark a clip. Hey, yo, I'm winning real time. Fuck Charlie Clips. Hey, yo, all your vocabulary is limited. I'll come freestyling off the top because I'm primitive. Yeah, that's why that's some real shit. Want to come with something I ain't written? Yo, try and fucking kill this. Try to kill this? Watch who I'm flipping this. Kick in the door. I'm on my fucking biggie-ish. Why you want to go? Right now you said you're primitive. I'm like Bradley Cooper when he's on limit list. Hey, yo, I don't want to see dumb cunts. I'll be on my biggie shit with my machine gun fuck. Listen. Yeah, that's why, yo, you know that I can kick books up because I'm like his fucking top. Let her build stronger. Build stronger? That's not what your girl said. But now the beat's done and watch who I murk him. I come back and watch how it's clean. Wow. I beat you on the written beat and beat you on the freestyle. So don't cut me off. You know I'm flipping it. People only cheered for you when I rapped and you were predicting it. So I got to go back and watch what I believe in and my battle with career keeps going. We ain't going to see you again. Hey, yo, listen. Fuck this crazy guy. All he did was spit mom jokes and girlfriend jokes 80 times. I don't care about your basic flow and talking about how my girl's going to give you run up on you with a 2-2 and watch as your brain will blow.