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 bills I'm payin', still for 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.

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

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

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

[ZUZ
Same issue, I move a video on jerk.
Steady, walk in my Timberland boots
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.
Tell me to put my name on de line.

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

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

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

Use your bank, big 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 shots foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

Yo, is Shystie ...

Yeh, SOV, Sovereign, I'm wid Shystie.
Let's take 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 step to me, I won't have it,
people like you and you an ...
Dat's okay, now when I come

Come up de in de low power,
de time 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, lift dem up dey get hurt.
But their rate stop (beeep)
they have just learned

Dat I'm above de
Leave yer mind in
Like de of a polo, push
enter his height when I'm so low,
Yah, yeh know, so -

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

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

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

Hup-two-three-four, I'm to war,
To win - I the runner-up sore. (ow!)
I'm raw, uncut 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 where dem sleep,
Yah, now creep!

[SHY/SOV 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 wanna wiv our side, fool!

Ha! So, let's show dese boys time it is.
I'm you,
Dey don't about how us gurrls sspit, yeh.
show dem how we keep it rill.
Let's show dem what de is.
Let's show dem what 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 lyrical Shakespeare ever test
Doesn't spit a rattle man's chest

Accordings to angles, if dere was a circle
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 - past it.

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

I need a body bag, back in a closed hearse.
Leff it in de church, can I really get
rilly know dat I jes silly caught, seen me
But I'm still here, cos' I out de window.

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

But if you had it, you still couldn't
You couldn't write (nah) in beat to dis time
So you get close enough to me to attack.
You two steps forward, but three steps back.

Cos' I'm daily mens day by day,
No self-esteem? Meditate and think of it,
Unless its how I'll make you lose 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 doin' all?
yeh! right! hah hah!

[SHY/SOV x2]
Yo, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they 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)
Frost P! Grove N17. Z-U!
Let's take down duck birds. (nice)

Yo, I used of dese girls back
Like sexin', before de beef is on.
And your Miss
Impressions ain't no one.
So for naught. Get yer own slogan!

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

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

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

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

If that's the case, imagine when it skipped.
Slap 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.
Trustin' if you be Sovereign, get bits in de hedges.

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

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

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

[FROST/ZUZ x2]
Lissen up - Zuz, Frost P, frosty,
Dat camp, kills MCs softly
Like lure in, we got shots foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

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

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

'Cos isn't nevah-nevah
I'm dan evah.
My is simply payback
lyrics wiv no pen, no paper.

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

Gabi doesn't to me.
'Cos if Shystie is on me
ready to see, R.O. is old school
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 are hurrrtin' you.
And yer down, sound 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 little kids like mornin'-after pills -
So chill.

When you walked in, I met ends, not happenin'.
I still strappin' my nine, I still part time.
Lemme up, I take ye de hallways.
Ye don't 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?
twenty-two (22.) MCs,
Dem wanna it twenty-three (23!).

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

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

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

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

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

ROCK]
See, I'm renegade. wid de R.O.C.,
Plus, we fully stocked wid de nine
'Cos we hot and den a Harvard
offa banned and a filly,
I fuckin chopped Pokemon, car kitty.

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

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

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

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

You don't wanna fuck wiv my side,