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

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

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

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

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

[ZUZ
Same issue, I move like a on jerk.
Steady, walk forward in my Timberland
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 ** contracts to de
Come around, will
In the two weeks, you're too weak.

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

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

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

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

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,
I know, see, I can spit ...
Let's dem.

A'right!

Yo, suttin, I got one bad habit,
When streets step to me, I won't have it,
people like 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, just an argument
Words they is in de House of Parliament.

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

Dat I'm de flow
yer mind in high-low
Like de center of a polo,
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.
That's yer ish-ing dat dis.
Where yer harhar! A domestic life

Devil of sickness (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... lyricists can get us
- No.

Hup-two-three-four, I'm to war,
To win - I leave the 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!
Sweet enough to fool yeh my greed.
it to where dem don't sleep,
Yah, now creep!

[SHY/SOV x2]
Yo, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and never stopped 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 what time it is.
I'm you,
Dey know about how us gurrls sspit, yeh.
show dem how we keep it rill.
Let's show dem what de is.
Let's dem what time it is.

Shystie! go!

Oi! 'ey, up,
Don't get up wiv a taco, fool, durin' 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 know my swivin' you.
I take you for a joke, so you get at (haha)
Yer a basic MC, boy. I'm done - it.

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

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

Goin' to make havoc - til I choke.
How could anyone ever me for a joke.
See de tick-tock? on de body clock, 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 couldn't write (nah) in to dis time
So you never get enough to me to attack.
You take two forward, but three steps back.

I'm daily separatin' 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 member how doin' all?
yeh! right! hah hah!

[SHY/SOV x2]
Yo, lissen up to and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they stopped we
lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de pace
So you don't wanna wiv our side, fool!

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

Yo, I used both of girls back
Like pick-up sexin', de beef is on.
And Miss Dynamite
Impressions ain't 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.

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

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

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

If the case, imagine when it gets 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 Lady Sovereign, get in de hedges.

to trust get me in da stakes.
Even wif Gab's compressor, ya sound lesser.
So get it twisted, girls - you aint better.

Man, I take down 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.

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

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

I spit rhymes, stars
den yours, times 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 vendetta is simply
lyrics wiv no pen, no paper.

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

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

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

So all of my worrds are you.
And yer broke down, sound dudes.
Why would not you got a fing to do?
to cure 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 big (or my shit will)
I kill your little kids like 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)
'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 make it twenty-three (23!).

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

I'll clue you, hands tied my fat*ss
No lies, I won't close my eyes.
Turn aroun', when my 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 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 bank 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 keep 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 scares like
Leave a boy lookin, zip is lips Tampax!
Wit my accent, all de lime off de track.
Make a used 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. it, so you won't be into lurin'

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

You don't fuck wiv my side, fool