Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle

P!
-Zuz.
-SOV, Sovereign.
-Shystie!

Yo, starts.
First the son, Zuz Rock.
Den, I do. Yo.

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See wanna checks me on dis?
Be like most dese kids who chuck
S*ck record head.
P, I keep it, nuh-uh.

Still bills I'm payin', still for mils I'm
In the meanwhile, I me and wait,
De ain't great,
But's than the jobs from state,
For it, mate, just a Q and A.

Still ghetto wit de mind of a
A in the cheater,
Draw a millimeter up.
it, 'caine.

If I get shifty, never eddy
life, but I stay in de game
Den dat police cruiser
"Ain't you the - ?"

my brain to the game
But I let you know de (tweet)

[ZUZ
issue, I move like a video on jerk.
Steady, walk forward in my Timberland
And I still ready to shoot, you need

we? Any time, I'm able.
Come on mate, I get signed!
More time, wanna ** leave me behind.
me to put my name on de dotted line.

Ya find, ye ** contracts to de street
around, will you?
In the last two weeks, too weak.

I still represent Town.
Though my proximity, my boy face down.
Murder mans, a fuckin greyhound
runnin' in de bank, til yer laid down.

Style to the manner, got a place in the
Like a .38, always come to the man-ner.
grammar.

Use bank, big like de clamps.
You versus me my car trunk.

[FROST/ZUZ x2]
Lissen up - Zuz, P, eyes frosty,
Dat Meda camp, MCs softly
Like lure in, we got shots foreign.
And you don't fuck wiv my side, fool

Yo, this is ...

Yeh, SOV, Sovereign, I'm wid Shystie.
Let's take dese boys out,

I'm on it, boy-eh...Let's ...
Show guys what we're worth, big boy,
'Cos I know, see, I can ...
show dem.

A'right!

Yo, suttin, I got one bad habit,
When those streets step to me, I won't it,
people like you and you an ...
Dat's okay, now when I come

Come up de in de low power,
Remember de when you got slaughtered,
Cos' no, it's just an argument
Words is jerkin' in de House of Parliament.

Wid out de words, wid out de
boys left on de kerb.
People, dem up before dey get hurt.
But their heart stop (beeep)
When have just learned

Dat I'm above de
yer mind in high-low
Like de center of a polo,
Can't enter his height I'm so low,
Yah, yeh know, so -

None a yer can hurt me, fool.
None a yer combats fuck, fool.
Nuffin' you say can me, fool.
I bad, pity for you.

Rue the of sense.
That's yer dat does dis.
Where yer car? harhar! A domestic

promotion of sickness (hwack)
An illness? Anyone is a witness.
Helpless - I never written dis.
Let's get on wid de busi-ness.
S.O.V. dot, dot... can get us dis?
- No.

Hup-two-three-four, I'm to war,
To win - I the runner-up sore. (ow!)
I'm raw, like meat,
why I'm in de hole,
Dat why I it, I'm a treat -

I'm deep. But my face sweet!
enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed.
Waltz it to dem don't sleep,
Yah, now creep!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de
So you wanna fuck wiv our side, fool!

Ha! So, let's show dese what time it is.
I'm you,
Dey don't know about how us sspit, yeh.
show dem how we keep it rill.
Let's show dem de deal is.
Let's dem what time it is.

Shystie! go!

Oi! 'ey, up,
Don't get fucked up wiv a taco, fool, PMS,
Cos' my mood swings get yeh in a of distress.
And the lyrical Shakespeare doesn't ever
Doesn't spit a rattle man's chest

to dese angles, if dere was a circle
Yeh! - play, boy, but I know my swivin' you.
I you for a joke, so you get laffed at (haha)
Yer a MC, boy. I'm done - past it.

Cos' my sample is in de silence,
Leaving, yeh need stabilizing.
Yeh wanted to better me just an idiot.
But I'll show everyone (sure!) dat yerr not ready yet.

I need a bag, body back in a closed hearse.
it in de church, can I really get worse?
Cannot rilly know dat I jes silly caught, me
But I'm still here, I moved out de window.

to make havoc - spit til I choke.
How could anyone ever me for a joke.
See de on de body clock, sh*t don't stop.
If you wanna come and drop a lyric, is no top.

But if you had it, you couldn't rhyme
You still write (nah) in beat to dis time
So you never get close to me to attack.
You take two steps forward, but steps back.

I'm daily separatin' mens day by day,
No Meditate and don't think of it,
its how I'll make you lose your confidence.
Even how you on dis track is never-never lan'.

ish -
you. can't. spit. and. it's. better. dat. you. quit.
leave. it. to Shystie. that. spits. hot toxic.

but - you how we's doin' all?
yeh! right! hah hah!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, lissen up to and me, Shystie!
The Meda deep, and they never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you keep up de pace
So you don't fuck wiv our side, fool!

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Yo! is it! heh hah haa!
The kickin' off now! (s'fun now)
P! Bruce Grove N17. Z-U!
Let's take these duck birds. (nice)

Yo, I used both of girls back
pick-up sexin', before de beef is on.
And your Miss
Impressions botherin' no one.
So for naught. Get yer own slogan!

that! Matter of fact, get off de track.
I'm too classy to go
Wiv average hood-rats.

What you know about yer game
Up yer Nuffin.
Spittin at yer sympathizers. (nuffin!)

Treat yeh frauds like
- "Give 'em a break!"
yer unknown and fake,
Cos' yer to hate.

Dey beee like us!! (I know)
But featherweight,
And I'm a heavyweight.
Eatin' MCs ready-break.

If that's the case, imagine it gets skipped.
quick and exit. (huh huh)
And home it crept. be men!

'Cos you had the to steppin' into a rep
But you get off de set.
Trustin' if you be Sovereign, get bits in de hedges.

to trust get me in da stakes.
Even wif Gab's compressor, ya sound lesser.
So don't get it twisted, girls - you better.

Man, I take down your 'hood wiv my full wood.
You hear de way I flow, and you rilly you could.

Never dat! Too many rhymes, too lines.
For the like you, I ain't got de time.

CHORUS x2]
Lissen up - Zuz, P, eyes frosty,
Dat Meda camp, MCs softly
Like lure in, we got from foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

ROCK]
heh heh.
Yah, gurls can't be serious!
Frost, are these gurls serious,
They fuckin' reco'nize what time it is,
Before we their clocks.
- yep.

I sick rhymes, stars
den yours, times ten.
I rhyme time, I punish you in line,
You could take Zuz for a spin.

this isn't nevah-nevah
I'm dan evah.
My vendetta is simply
Write wiv no pen, no paper.

never prosper. (yep)
So get like cheese down a sofa.

doesn't matter to me.
'Cos if Shystie is on me
She's ready to see, R.O. is old
Like jeans (whew)

- when de bullet in
I to shop work to get a gold fing.
For sure, I'm talkin', my clean.
Yo, my clean, just like the po sheets
Better up when R.O. speaks.

So all of my worrds are you.
And yer down, sound like dudes.
Why not you got a better fing to do?
Easy to cure you hos, I lose. ZU-ZU!

In the MC game, I put a MC to shame.
You've got yourself to blame.
Tame your voice when you talk big (or my will)
I kill your kids like mornin'-after pills -
So chill.

When you walked in, I met ends, not happenin'.
I still strappin' my nine, I still rappin' time.
Lemme up, I take ye de hallways.
Ye wanna see me take it back to old days -

I favored Frost P a maniac. (he's great)
I'm back, I show you where the fucks izzat.

I'm one of a kind, win de war wiv me?
twenty-two (22.) MCs,
Dem make it twenty-three (23!).

[FROST/ZUZ x2]
up - Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty,
Dat Meda camp, kills MCs
lure in, we got shots from foreign.
And you don't fuck wiv my side, fool

I'll clue you, tied behind my fat*ss
No lies, I won't close my eyes.
aroun', when my back faced
In yer face, replaced.
Spit my lyrics in yer like mace.

Yo, my --
I pity de who will sell it
dresser, uh huh.

I be de in de middle
Wot right now (yo)
But can you do a

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Rose, stoppin'.
I called de rolls, years old.
I still hopin' to bust wiv de hoss boss.
We stop - if accused, we rush past.
Educated, but yep, I still last!

[ZUZ
See, I'm renegade. wid de R.O.C.,
Plus, we fully stocked wid de nine
'Cos we hot and den it's a
offa banned and a filly,
I chopped Pokemon, car trunk kitty.

A lotta people know de renegade,
I keep by de bottle, but I stock lemonade.
So - get twisted, 'cos I'm not Shy.
Give a bad look, get a hook in yer eye!

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Fat man dat pull like anthrax
a boy lookin, zip is lips wit' Tampax!
Wit my accent, all de lime off de track.
a used door sound like "Oh dear, Maxwell"

[ZUZ
-
Huffing and puffing and
And not on a to nuttin'.
I doubled up I f*d yer girlfriend,
Double to double, when I de barrel,
R.O. dubbed it, so you won't be into

Yeh dont wanna in my eye, fool!
My see people dat cry, fool!
see black and white,
Like a tie ball, so -

You wanna fuck wiv my side, fool