Luyện nghe bài hát The Battle

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

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

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See anybody checks me on dis?
Be like most dese kids who shit
S*ck company head.
Frost P, I it, nuh-uh.

Still bills I'm payin', still for I'm prayin'
In the meanwhile, I me and wait,
De life great,
But's better than the jobs state,
For makin' it, mate, a Q and A.

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

If I get shifty, never reven'
Ain't life, but I in de game
Den dat cruiser say:
"Ain't you the - ?"

Frame my brain to the
But I let you de whistle (tweet)

ROCK]
Same issue, I move a video on jerk.
Steady, walk in my Timberland boots
And I still to shoot, you need proof?

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

Ya find, when ye ** to de street
around, will you?
In the two weeks, you're too weak.

I still Hays Town.
it's my proximity, my boy face down.
Murder mans, like a greyhound
runnin' in de bank, til yer laid down.

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

Use your bank, big de clamps.
You me equals my car trunk.

CHORUS x2]
Lissen up - Zuz, P, eyes frosty,
Dat Meda camp, kills MCs
Like lure in, we got shots foreign.
And you don't wanna wiv my side, fool

Yo, this is ...

Yeh, SOV, Sovereign, I'm wid Shystie.
take dese boys out, yah?

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

A'right!

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

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

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

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

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

Rue the of sense.
yer ish-ing dat does dis.
Where yer car? harhar! A domestic

Devil promotion of (hwack)
An illness? listenin' is a witness.
Helpless lady - I 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 flak it, I'm a -

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

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

Ha! So, let's show dese boys time it is.
I'm you,
Dey know about how us gurrls sspit, yeh.
Let's dem how we keep it rill.
Let's dem what 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 get yeh in a state of distress.
And the Shakespeare doesn't ever test
Doesn't spit a rattle man's chest

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

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

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

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

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

Cos' I'm daily separatin' day by day,
No self-esteem? Meditate and don't of it,
Unless its how make you lose your confidence.
Even how you spittin on dis track is lan'.

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

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

[SHY/SOV x2]
Yo, lissen up to and me, Shystie!
The camp's deep, and they never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in face, you can't 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 down these duck birds. (nice)

Yo, I used both of dese back
Like pick-up sexin', de beef is on.
And your Miss
ain't 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 markin' yer game
Up yer Nuffin.
Spittin at yer sympathizers. (nuffin!)

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

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

If that's the case, imagine when it 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 Lady Sovereign, get in de hedges.

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

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

Never dat! Too many rhymes, too lines.
For the amateurs like you, I got de time.

CHORUS x2]
Lissen up - Zuz, Frost P, frosty,
Dat Meda camp, kills MCs
Like lure in, we got from foreign.
And you don't fuck wiv my side, fool

ROCK]
heh heh.
Yah, dese gurls be serious!
Frost, are gurls serious, man?
better fuckin' reco'nize what time it is,
Before we their clocks.
- yep.

I spit rhymes, stars
den yours, times ten.
I rhyme time, I punish you in line,
You never take Zuz for a spin.

'Cos this nevah-nevah
I'm dan evah.
My vendetta is simply
lyrics wiv no pen, no paper.

Hate-ers prosper. (yep)
So get lost like cheese a sofa.

Gabi matter to me.
'Cos if is on battlin' me
She's ready to see, R.O. is old
Like bullet-hole (whew)

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

So all of my worrds are you.
And yer broke down, like dudes.
Why would not you got a 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 you talk big (or my shit will)
I kill your kids like mornin'-after pills -
So chill.

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

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

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

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

I'll clue you, hands tied behind my
No lies, I won't close my eyes.
Turn aroun', my back faced
In yer face, replaced.
Spit my lyrics in yer face mace.

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

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

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

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

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

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Fat man dat scares like anthrax
Leave a boy lookin, zip is lips Tampax!
Wit my accent, jack all de off de track.
Make a used door sound "Oh dear, Maxwell"

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

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

You don't fuck wiv my side, fool