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', still for mils I'm
In the meanwhile, I me and wait,
De life great,
But's better than the from state,
For it, mate, just a Q and A.

Still wit de mind of a needle
A in the cheater,
Draw a millimeter 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 to the game
But I let you know de (tweet)

[ZUZ
Same issue, I move like a on jerk.
Steady, walk in my Timberland boots
And I ready to shoot, you need proof?

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

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

I still Hays Town.
Though my proximity, my boy face down.
Murder mans, like a greyhound
Quit in de bank, til yer laid down.

Style to the manner, got a place in the
Like a .38, always come 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 from foreign.
And you don't fuck wiv my side, fool

Yo, is Shystie ...

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,
'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? Cos' no, it's an argument
Words is jerkin' in de House of Parliament.

Wid out de words, wid out de
boys left 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 mind in
de center of a polo, push
Can't enter his when I'm so low,
Yah, yeh know, so -

a yer words 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 dat does dis.
yer car? harhar! A domestic life

Devil of sickness (hwack)
An Anyone listenin' is a witness.
lady - 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 leave the 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!
enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed.
Waltz it to where dem sleep,
Yah, now creep!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, lissen up to and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they never we
lyrics 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 boys what 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 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 doesn't ever
Doesn't spit about a rattle chest

to dese 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 need stabilizing.
Yeh to better me just like an idiot.
But I'll show everyone (sure!) here dat not ready yet.

I a body bag, body back in a closed hearse.
it in de church, can I really get worse?
Cannot know dat I jes silly caught, seen me
But I'm still here, cos' I 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 still rhyme
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.

I'm daily separatin' mens day by day,
No Meditate and don't think of it,
Unless its how I'll 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 we's doin'
yeh! right! hah hah!

CHORUS x2]
Yo, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up de
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!
Let's take down these birds. (nice)

Yo, I both of dese girls back
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 average hood-rats.

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

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

Dey beee like us!! (I know)
But featherweight,
And I'm a heavyweight.
Eatin' MCs 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, girls - you better.

Man, I take down your 'hood wiv my full wood.
You de way I flow, and you rilly 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, P, eyes frosty,
Dat Meda camp, kills MCs
Like lure in, we got shots foreign.
And you wanna fuck wiv my side, fool

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

I spit sick rhymes,
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
Write wiv no pen, no paper.

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

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

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

So all of my worrds are you.
And yer broke down, like dudes.
Why would not you got a fing to do?
Easy to cure you hos, I lose. ZU-ZU!

In the MC game, I put a MC to shame.
You've only got to blame.
your voice when you talk 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.
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 wanna it twenty-three (23!).

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

I'll you, hands tied behind my fat*ss
No lies, I won't even my eyes.
aroun', when my back faced
In yer face, replaced.
Spit my lyrics in yer face mace.

Yo, my --
I pity de who will sell it
dresser, uh huh.

I be de in de middle
Wot about now (yo)
But can you do a

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Rose, stoppin'.
I de rolls, twenty years old.
I hopin' to bust 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 stocked wid de milli
'Cos we hot and den it's a
offa banned and a filly,
I chopped Pokemon, car trunk kitty.

A lotta people 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 like anthrax
a boy lookin, zip is lips wit' Tampax!
Wit my accent, all de lime off de track.
a used door sound like "Oh dear, Maxwell"

[ZUZ
-
Huffing and and bluffing
And not on a to nuttin'.
I up when 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 fuck wiv my side,