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 wanna checks me on dis?
Be like most kids who chuck shit
S*ck record head.
P, I keep it, nuh-uh.

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

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

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

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

ROCK]
Same issue, I move like a on jerk.
Steady, walk in my Timberland boots
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.
Tell me to put my name on de line.

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

I represent Hays 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
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 Meda camp, kills MCs
Like lure in, we got from foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

Yo, this is ...

Yeh, SOV, Sovereign, I'm wid Shystie.
take 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 ...
show 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 come

Come up de in de low power,
Remember de 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, dem up before dey get hurt.
But their heart stop (beeep)
When have just learned

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

None a yer words can 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 car? harhar! A domestic

Devil of sickness (hwack)
An illness? Anyone 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 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 face sweet!
Sweet to fool 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 camp's deep, and they never we
Spittin' lyrics in face, you can't keep up de pace
So you don't wanna wiv our side, fool!

Ha! So, let's show boys what time it is.
I'm you,
Dey don't about how us gurrls sspit, yeh.
show dem how we keep it rill.
Let's dem what 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,
Cos' my swings get yeh in a state of distress.
And the Shakespeare doesn't ever test
Doesn't spit about a man's 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 done - it.

Cos' my sample is in de silence,
Leaving, yeh suddenly stabilizing.
Yeh to better me just like an idiot.
But I'll show everyone (sure!) 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 silly caught, me
But I'm still here, I moved out de window.

to make havoc - spit til I choke.
How could ever better me for a joke.
See de tick-tock? on de body clock, sh*t stop.
If you wanna come and a lyric, there is no top.

But if you had it, you couldn't rhyme
You couldn't write (nah) in beat to dis time
So you never get enough to me to attack.
You two steps forward, but three steps back.

Cos' I'm separatin' mens day by day,
No self-esteem? Meditate and don't of it,
its how I'll make you lose 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, lissen up to and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they never 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! Bruce N17. Z-U!
take down these duck birds. (nice)

Yo, I used both of dese back
Like sexin', before de beef is on.
And your Miss
Impressions ain't 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.

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

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

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

If the case, imagine when it gets skipped.
Slap 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.

to trust get me in da stakes.
Even wif compressor, ya still sound lesser.
So don't get it twisted, girls - you 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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

- when de bullet in
I used to work to get a gold fing.
For sure, I'm talkin', my clean.
Yo, my clean, just like 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.
You've only got to blame.
Tame voice when you talk big (or my shit will)
I kill your kids like mornin'-after pills -
So chill.

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

I favored P like a maniac. (he's great)
'Cos I'm back, I show you where the 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, MCs softly
Like lure in, we got from foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

I'll clue you, hands tied behind my
No lies, I even close my eyes.
aroun', when my back faced
In yer face, replaced.
Spit my lyrics in yer 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 called de rolls, years old.
I still hopin' to wiv de chop hoss boss.
We stop - if accused, we rush past.
Educated, but yep, I still last!

ROCK]
See, I'm renegade. wid de R.O.C.,
Plus, we fully wid de nine milli
'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 right in yer eye!

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

ROCK]
-
Huffing and and bluffing
And not on a to nuttin'.
I doubled up I f*d yer girlfriend,
to double, when I doubled de barrel,
R.O. it, so you won't be into lurin'

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 fuck wiv my side, fool