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 most dese kids who chuck shit
S*ck company head.
Frost P, I it, nuh-uh.

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

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

If I get shifty, reven' eddy
life, but I stay in de game
Den dat police cruiser
"Ain't you the - ?"

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

[ZUZ
Same issue, I like a video on jerk.
Steady, forward in my Timberland boots
And I ready to shoot, you need proof?

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, when ye ** contracts to de
Come around, will
In the two weeks, you're too weak.

I still represent Town.
Though it's my proximity, my boy down.
Murder mans, like a fuckin
Quit in de bank, til yer laid down.

to the manner, got a place in the manor
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, Frost P, frosty,
Dat Meda camp, kills MCs
Like lure in, we got from foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

Yo, is Shystie ...

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

I'm on it, boy-eh...Let's ...
Show dese 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,
'Specially like you and you an ...
okay, now when I come through

Come up de in de low power,
Remember de when you got slaughtered,
Beef? 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, lift dem up dey get hurt.
But their heart stop (beeep)
When have just learned

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

a yer words can hurt me, fool.
None a yer 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 harhar! A domestic life

Devil promotion of (hwack)
An Anyone listenin' is a witness.
Helpless - I never written dis.
get on wid de quick busi-ness.
S.O.V. dot, dot... lyricists can get us
- No.

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

I'm deep. But my looks sweet!
Sweet 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 never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in face, you can't keep up de pace
So you don't fuck wiv our side, fool!

Ha! So, let's show dese boys what it is.
I'm you,
Dey know about how us gurrls sspit, yeh.
show dem how we keep it rill.
Let's show dem de deal is.
show dem what time it is.

Shystie! go!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cos' I'm daily separatin' day by day,
No self-esteem? and don't think of it,
Unless its how I'll 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 member how doin' all?
yeh! right! hah hah!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, lissen up to and me, Shystie!
The Meda deep, and they never stopped we
lyrics in your 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 take these duck birds. (nice)

Yo, I both of dese girls back
Like pick-up sexin', de beef is on.
And Miss Dynamite
ain't botherin' no one.
So for naught. Get yer own slogan!

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

you know about markin' yer game
Up yer Nuffin.
crap at yer sympathizers. (nuffin!)

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

Dey wanna like us!! (I know)
But featherweight,
And I'm a heavyweight.
MCs like 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 boobs to into a rep
But you get off de set.
if you be Lady Sovereign, get bits in de hedges.

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

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

dat! Too many rhymes, too many lines.
For the amateurs you, I ain't got de time.

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

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

I sick rhymes, stars
Better den yours, ten.
I rhyme time, I punish you in line,
You could never Zuz for a spin.

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

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

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

- when de goes in
I used to shop to get a gold fing.
For sure, I'm talkin', my clean.
Yo, my 'fro's clean, just the po sheets
listen up when R.O. speaks.

So all of my are hurrrtin' you.
And yer down, sound like dudes.
Why would not you got a better to do?
Easy to you hos, I won't lose. ZU-ZU!

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

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

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

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

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

I'll clue you, tied behind my fat*ss
No lies, I won't even my eyes.
Turn aroun', when my back
In yer face, replaced.
my lyrics in yer face like 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 de rolls, twenty years old.
I hopin' to bust wiv de chop hoss boss.
We - if accused, we just rush past.
Educated, but yep, I bank last!

[ZUZ
See, I'm renegade. wid de R.O.C.,
Plus, we stocked wid de nine milli
we hot and den it's a Harvard
Deres banned and a filly,
I fuckin chopped Pokemon, car 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 right in yer eye!

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

[ZUZ
-
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. it, so you won't be into lurin'

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

You don't wanna wiv my side, fool