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 me on dis?
Be most dese kids who chuck shit
S*ck record head.
Frost P, I it, nuh-uh.

Still bills I'm payin', still for mils I'm
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,
a nine millimeter up.
it, 'caine.

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

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

[ZUZ
Same issue, I like a video on jerk.
Steady, walk forward in my Timberland
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
Come around, you?
In the last two weeks, too weak.

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

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

Use bank, big like 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 wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

Yo, is Shystie ...

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

I'm on it, boy-eh...Let's ...
Show dese 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 those streets step to me, I have it,
'Specially people you and you an ...
Dat's okay, now when I through

Come up de in de low power,
de time when you got slaughtered,
Beef? no, it's just an argument
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)
When they have just

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

a yer words can hurt 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 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, like meat,
why I'm in de hole,
Dat why I flak it, I'm a -

I'm deep. But my looks sweet!
Sweet to fool yeh 'bout my greed.
Waltz it to dem don't sleep,
Yah, now creep!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, lissen up to 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 fuck wiv our side, fool!

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

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

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

I need a body bag, body back in a hearse.
Leff it in de church, can I really get
Cannot rilly dat I jes silly caught, seen me
But I'm here, cos' I moved out de window.

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

But if you had it, you still 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.

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.
Even how you 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!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda deep, and they never stopped we
lyrics 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!
Let's take down duck birds. (nice)

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

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

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

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

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

If that's the case, when it gets skipped.
quick 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.
Even wif compressor, ya still sound lesser.
So don't get it twisted, girls - you better.

Man, I take down whole 'hood wiv my full 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]
Lissen up - Zuz, Frost P, frosty,
Dat Meda camp, MCs softly
Like lure in, we got from foreign.
And you don't wanna fuck wiv my side,

[ZUZ
heh heh.
Yah, gurls can't be serious!
Frost, are gurls serious, man?
They better fuckin' reco'nize what it is,
we clean their clocks.
- yep.

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

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

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

Gabi doesn't to me.
'Cos if is on battlin' me
She's ready to see, R.O. is old
bullet-hole jeans (whew)

- when de bullet in
I used to shop to get a gold fing.
For sure, I'm talkin', my clean.
Yo, my 'fro's clean, just like the po
Better 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 like mornin'-after pills -
So chill.

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

I favored 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?
Killed (22.) MCs,
Dem make it twenty-three (23!).

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

I'll clue you, hands behind my fat*ss
No lies, I won't close my eyes.
aroun', when my back faced
In yer face, replaced.
Spit my 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 to bust wiv de chop hoss boss.
We stop - if accused, we just past.
Educated, but yep, I bank last!

ROCK]
See, I'm renegade. wid de R.O.C.,
Plus, we fully stocked wid de milli
we hot and den it's a Harvard
Deres offa and a filly,
I chopped Pokemon, car trunk kitty.

A people 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 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, all de lime off de track.
Make a door sound like "Oh dear, Maxwell"

ROCK]
-
Huffing and puffing and
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 be into lurin'

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

You don't wanna wiv my side, fool