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 kids who chuck shit
record company head.
Frost P, I it, nuh-uh.

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

Still ghetto wit de 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 police say:
"Ain't you the - ?"

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

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Same issue, I move a video on jerk.
Steady, forward 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.
me to put my name on de dotted line.

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

I still Hays Town.
Though it's my proximity, my boy down.
mans, like a fuckin greyhound
Quit runnin' in de bank, til yer down.

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

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

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

Yo, is Shystie ...

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,
I know, see, I can spit ...
Let's 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 ...
Dat's okay, now I come through

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

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

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

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

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

Devil promotion of (hwack)
An illness? listenin' 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 leave the 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 face sweet!
Sweet enough to yeh 'bout my greed.
it to where dem don't 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 dese boys what time it is.
I'm you,
Dey don't know about how us sspit, yeh.
Let's show dem how we it rill.
Let's show dem what de is.
Let's show dem what it is.

Shystie! go!

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

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

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

to make havoc - spit 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 couldn't rhyme
You still couldn't (nah) in beat to dis time
So you never get close to me to attack.
You take two steps forward, but steps back.

Cos' I'm daily mens day by day,
No self-esteem? Meditate and don't of it,
Unless its how I'll make you your confidence.
how you spittin 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!

[SHY/SOV x2]
Yo, lissen up to and me, Shystie!
The Meda deep, and they never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de
So you wanna fuck wiv our side, fool!

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

Yo, I used both of dese girls
Like sexin', before de beef is on.
And Miss Dynamite
Impressions botherin' no one.
So for naught. Get yer own slogan!

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

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

Treat yeh frauds like
- "Give 'em a break!"
Cos' yer and fake,
yer bound 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 when it skipped.
quick and exit. (huh huh)
And it crept. Must 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 whole 'hood wiv my full wood.
You de way I flow, and you rilly wish you could.

dat! Too many rhymes, too many lines.
For the amateurs like you, I got de time.

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

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

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

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

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

Gabi matter to me.
if Shystie 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 'fro's clean, like the po sheets
listen up when R.O. speaks.

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

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

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

I Frost P like a maniac. (he's great)
'Cos I'm back, I 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 camp, kills MCs softly
Like lure in, we got shots foreign.
And you don't wanna wiv my side, fool

I'll you, hands tied behind my fat*ss
No lies, I even close my eyes.
aroun', when my back faced
In yer face, replaced.
my lyrics in yer face like mace.

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

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

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Rose, stoppin'.
I de rolls, twenty 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 milli
'Cos we hot and den it's a
Deres banned and a filly,
I fuckin Pokemon, car trunk kitty.

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

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

[ZUZ
-
Huffing and and bluffing
And not on a to nuttin'.
I up when I f*d yer girlfriend,
Double to double, I doubled 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!
Yeh'll see and white,
a black tie ball, so -

You don't wanna fuck wiv my side,