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 wanna me on dis?
Be most dese kids who chuck shit
S*ck company 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 ain't great,
better than the jobs from 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 stay in de
Den dat cruiser say:
"Ain't you the - ?"

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

ROCK]
Same issue, I move like a on jerk.
Steady, forward 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 wanna ** me behind.
Tell me to put my name on de line.

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

I represent Hays Town.
Though my proximity, my boy face down.
Murder mans, like a fuckin
Quit runnin' in de bank, til yer 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.

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

Yo, is Shystie ...

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

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

A'right!

Yo, suttin, I got one bad habit,
When those streets to me, I won't have it,
'Specially people 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 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 rate stop (beeep)
When have just learned

Dat I'm de flow
Leave yer in high-low
Like de of a polo, push
enter his height when 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 bad, pity for you.

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

Devil promotion of (hwack)
An illness? 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, like meat,
why I'm in de hole,
Dat why I it, I'm a treat -

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

[SHY/SOV x2]
Yo, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The camp's deep, and they never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in face, you can't keep up de pace
So you wanna fuck wiv our side, fool!

Ha! So, let's show dese boys what it is.
I'm you,
Dey don't about how us gurrls sspit, yeh.
Let's show dem how we it rill.
Let's show dem 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 mood get yeh in a state of distress.
And the lyrical Shakespeare ever test
Doesn't spit a rattle man's chest

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

Cos' my microphone is in de silence,
Leaving, yeh need stabilizing.
Yeh wanted to better me just an idiot.
But I'll show (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 know dat I jes silly caught, seen me
But I'm here, cos' I moved out de window.

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

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

I'm daily separatin' mens day by day,
No self-esteem? and don't think of it,
Unless its how 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, up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda deep, and they never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't up de pace
So you don't 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 Miss Dynamite
ain't botherin' no one.
So for naught. Get yer own slogan!

Take that! of fact, get off de track.
I'm too to go back-to-back
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!"
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.
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.
if you be Lady Sovereign, get bits 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, 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 many rhymes, too lines.
For the amateurs you, I ain't got de time.

[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

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

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

'Cos isn't nevah-nevah
I'm dan evah.
My is simply payback
lyrics wiv no pen, no paper.

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

Gabi matter to me.
if Shystie is on battlin' me
She's to see, R.O. is old school
Like bullet-hole (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, 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.
only got yourself to blame.
Tame your voice when you talk big (or my will)
I kill your kids like 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 take ye de hallways.
Ye wanna see me take it back to old days -

I Frost 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 wanna it twenty-three (23!).

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

I'll you, hands tied behind my fat*ss
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 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 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 stocked wid de nine milli
'Cos we hot and den it's a
Deres banned and a filly,
I fuckin chopped Pokemon, car 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 scares anthrax
Leave a boy lookin, zip is wit' Tampax!
Wit my accent, all de lime off de track.
Make a used door sound "Oh dear, Maxwell"

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

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

You don't wanna fuck wiv my side,