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 checks me on dis?
Be like most kids who chuck shit
record 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 life great,
But's better than the jobs state,
For makin' it, mate, 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, reven' eddy
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)

ROCK]
Same issue, I like a video on jerk.
Steady, walk forward in my boots
And I still ready to shoot, you need

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

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

I still represent Town.
Though my proximity, my boy face down.
mans, like a fuckin greyhound
Quit in de bank, til yer laid 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 me equals my car trunk.

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

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 streets step to me, I have it,
people like you and you an ...
Dat's okay, now I come through

Come up de in de low power,
Remember de time 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 boys on de kerb.
People, lift dem up dey get hurt.
But their heart stop (beeep)
When they just learned

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

None a yer can hurt me, fool.
None a yer combats 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 promotion of (hwack)
An Anyone listenin' is a witness.
Helpless lady - I written dis.
get on wid de quick 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 it, I'm a treat -

I'm deep. But my face sweet!
Sweet enough to fool yeh my greed.
Waltz it to where dem sleep,
Yah, now creep!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The camp's deep, and they 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 dese boys what 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 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 ever test
spit about 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 MC, boy. I'm done - past it.

Cos' my sample is in de silence,
Leaving, yeh suddenly stabilizing.
Yeh wanted to me just like an idiot.
But show everyone (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 here, cos' I moved out de window.

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

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

Cos' I'm separatin' mens day by day,
No self-esteem? Meditate and think of it,
its how I'll make you lose your confidence.
Even how you spittin on dis 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 camp's deep, and never stopped we
Spittin' in your face, you can't keep up de pace
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! Grove N17. Z-U!
take down these duck birds. (nice)

Yo, I used both of dese girls
Like sexin', before 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 your hood-rats.

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

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

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

If that's the case, imagine when it skipped.
Slap 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.

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 rilly you could.

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

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

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

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

'Cos this isn't
I'm dan evah.
My vendetta is simply
lyrics wiv no pen, no paper.

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

Gabi doesn't to me.
if Shystie is on battlin' me
She's ready to see, R.O. is old
Like jeans (whew)

- de bullet goes 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 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?
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 voice when you talk big (or my shit will)
I kill your kids like mornin'-after pills -
So chill.

you walked in, I met ends, it's 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)
I'm back, I show 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!).

CHORUS x2]
Lissen up - Zuz, Frost P, frosty,
Dat Meda camp, MCs softly
lure in, we got shots from foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

I'll clue you, hands tied my fat*ss
No lies, I won't even my eyes.
Turn aroun', my back faced
In yer face, replaced.
Spit my lyrics in yer face 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 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 nine
'Cos we hot and den it's a
Deres offa and a filly,
I fuckin Pokemon, car trunk kitty.

A lotta people know de renegade,
I glasses 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 like anthrax
a boy lookin, zip is lips wit' Tampax!
Wit my accent, jack all de off de track.
a used door sound like "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. dubbed it, so you won't be into

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

You don't wanna wiv my side, fool