The Battle
(专辑: Brighter Daze - 2015)
Your story would end before it begins I
throw your demo CD on the
floor of my Benz I
got four girlfriends, one ex, and two main chicks Tripped cause they all fell in love, with the
same dick The
same Nick, who used to drop bars at lunch time Laughed his dumb ass to the
bank with all these punchlines A
frontline pressin out these ho niggaz Throwin up their gang signs and I'm like, "So, nigga!" A
killer who ain't never had a
fight in his whole life You niggaz ain't gettin at me, on no night Look at me man I
swear I'm back on it If she bad but her titties sag, put some racks on it Gotta give a
game a
lift, with some gangsta shit Only backpack nigga used to hang with Crips Few of us made it out, makin major chips Now the
only time I
see 'em is on the
Vegas Strip Did what we did, got out the
hood ebcause we had to The
homie in the
three-piece suit, he might stab you I'm tattooed, so the
hood forever with me Niggaz talkin all that shit, but they never come and get me Hablando, hablando, they talk they talk But when they come to my city, they can't walk where I
walk I'm at King Taco with a
fly Ecuadorian Exquisitely exotic, man I'm so California, damn! ..And I
miss Sean Price Body the
beat out in Brooklyn, put that bitch on ice Been nasty with these nouns since Nick at Nite The
homie Pat played the
track, now it's Nick on 9th Government names, we in love with the
game Y'all niggaz can't progress cause you fuckin with lames Homie, this Mid City, only thang that I
bang From the
Legends out to Strange, that ain't never gon' change I'm dolo, mobbin to the
store off the
Meadowbrook Tattoos showin and a
nigga better never look! You paid them goons so that you can act hard I
don't need security guards, I
got God No weapons formed against me, I
shall fear no man If it ain't the
Wu-Tang, I
shall fear no +Clan+/Klan I
rip the
white sheet off a
redneck Republican It's Zulu shit, y'all don't wanna fuck with us again Just play the
beat, let the
motherfuckin record spin It's Murs & 9th Wonder and we back to fuck it up again So play the
beat, let the
motherfuckin record spin It's Murs & 9th Wonder and we back to fuck it up again