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"Battle anybody, I don't care." Yo, aiyyo it's crunchtime, time for action, time in I explain time after time, time and time again Time's up, Def Squad called time out Can't hold back the shit, so I flip myself aside out Dramatics, they act in classes, act what Actin like suckers raw, act enough to get they ass whipped Ask for the acts and ask for the axe They get as actors, Beams, Navs, and Ac's Still navigatin rap cats, attack on tracks To flow til I fall off the atlas map (And stomp a cat) til they frame mats to mat Not my bloodtype, DNA mismatch (Aiy-yo) Where there's a will there's a way (Tell 'em Green) But you will get wheeled away All is said and done, you're dumb, just dumb Bust dum-dums at kingdom, take they free-dom He's done, E done did it Easy go, easy come when E come widdit Come witness, dis +Strictly+ +Unfinished+ +As Usual+ +Never Personal+ +Business+ Y'all don't really wanna fuck with that (Hell no!) It's not where your head is at (Hell no!) Y'all don't really wanna fuck with that (Hell no!) It's not where your head is at (Hell no!) I will. "Battle anybody, I don't care." E will. "Battle anybody, I don't care." Sy will. "Battle anybody, I don't care." We will. "Battle anybody, I don't care." Yo, yo, yo Yo sticks and stones break bones but glocks'll kill you Revolvers could pop you but automatics'll drill you I spit lyrics up til they spill through with blue mold and mildew Enough to clean these preachers to the fifth pew The shit stink like pee-yew, G2-D2 Versus R2-D2, please move peaceful Bulbasar smash the Pokemon powers of Pikachu Faced against Yui Oshamitsu I speak in two's like I had two faces Get deeper than Tomb Raiders, open and shut case Like suitcases, Dark Forces couldn't take it If you had NATO backed by Duke Nukem with two lasers My true nature bite you and your face out Leave you on the ground pointin finks out Scatterin towards your safehouse, the illest nigga that's out I brainstorm til the whole rap game get rained out Don't make me get a hat and start pullin names out Change the outfit, get the thang out Make you wish you never came out, get laid out, without an 8-count Get up, get out, and stop tryin to play house Yo, don't exchange with E in exhibition, I'm a expert Feelin the overexhausted from the leg work Write hate mail through e-mail Talk on my cell, my cell charged like D-cells I hate the flows MC's they use these days It's overused, used too much these days E explain, X mark the spot, I rock the spot E-Dub the name, and that's Sy Scott Who wanna battle? The beat beat badly in battle In battle I paddle like world-class battlers In the heat of battle, true MC not abbreviation Bout to bring cold war to radio stations I'm Master Tsin, the excellent Master Chen Spit like I got two mouths connected to an extra chin My foreign is forum Embryo MC get brain aborted before they born and made organs
Writer(s): Jermaine Baxter, Asia Louis, Corey Mckay, Shalena Bratcher, Kiam Holley, Shawn Moltke, Percy Chapman, Chris Martin, Keith Elam, Nasir Jones, Marlon Williams, Ryan Montgomery, Albert Johnson, Kejuan Muchita, Freddie Byrd, Samuel Barnes, Jean Olivier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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