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 dese kids who 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 jobs state,
For it, mate, just a Q and A.

Still ghetto wit de 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 - ?"

my brain to the game
But I let you know de (tweet)

[ZUZ
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!
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.
Murder mans, like a greyhound
Quit in de bank, til yer laid down.

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

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

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

Yo, is Shystie ...

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

I'm on it, boy-eh...Let's ...
dese guys what we're worth, big boy,
'Cos I know, see, I can ...
Let's dem.

A'right!

Yo, suttin, I got one bad habit,
When those step to me, I won't have it,
'Specially people 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? no, it's just an argument
Words is jerkin' in de House of Parliament.

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

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

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

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

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 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!
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 fuck 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 de deal is.
Let's dem what time it is.

Shystie! go!

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

Accordings to angles, if dere was a circle
Yeh! - play, boy, but I know my swivin' 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 suddenly stabilizing.
Yeh wanted to better me like an idiot.
But I'll everyone (sure!) here dat yerr not ready yet.

I a body bag, body back in a closed 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 could anyone better me for a joke.
See de tick-tock? on de 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 (nah) in beat to dis time
So you never get enough to me to attack.
You take two forward, but three steps back.

Cos' I'm separatin' mens day by day,
No Meditate and don't think of it,
Unless its how make you lose 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 camp's deep, and they never we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't up de pace
So you don't wanna 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 these duck birds. (nice)

Yo, I used both of dese girls
pick-up 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 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 wanna like us!! (I know)
But featherweight,
And I'm a heavyweight.
MCs like ready-break.

If that's the case, imagine when it skipped.
quick and exit. (huh huh)
And it crept. Must be men!

you had the boobs to steppin' 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.
Even wif compressor, ya still sound lesser.
So don't get it twisted, - you aint better.

Man, I down your whole 'hood wiv my full wood.
You hear de way I flow, and you wish 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, kills MCs
Like in, we got shots from foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

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

I spit sick rhymes,
den yours, times ten.
I couple time, I punish you in line,
You could take Zuz for a spin.

this isn't nevah-nevah
I'm dan evah.
My is simply payback
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 to see, R.O. is old school
Like jeans (whew)

- de bullet 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
Better listen up R.O. speaks.

So all of my are hurrrtin' you.
And yer broke down, like dudes.
Why not you got a better 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 got yourself to blame.
Tame your voice you talk big (or my shit will)
I kill your little kids mornin'-after pills -
So chill.

you walked in, I met ends, it's not happenin'.
I still strappin' my nine, I rappin' part time.
Lemme up, I ye back 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 make it (23!).

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

I'll clue you, hands tied my fat*ss
No lies, I won't close 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 right now (yo)
But can you do a

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

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

A lotta know Shystie 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
a boy lookin, zip is lips wit' 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,
to double, when I doubled de barrel,
R.O. dubbed it, so you won't be lurin'

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