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Lady Sovereign
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Inside.
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The.
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Medasyn.
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Camp.
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Yes.
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MCs.
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State.
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Your.
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Identity.
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Frost P!
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Zuz.
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SOV, Lady Sovereign.
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Shystie!
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Let. the. battle. commence.
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[FROST P]
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Yo, Medasyn star.
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Plus the prodigal son, Zuz Rock.
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Den, I will do. Yo.
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See I'm a man who only chats realness
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Be like most these kids who chat sh*t
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S*ck record company dick.
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Frost P, I keep it gutter.
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Still bills I'm payin', still for meals I'm prayin'
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In the meanwhile, I stayed me and wait,
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They life ain't great,
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But's better than the jobs from state,
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For makin' it, mate, just a Q and A.
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Still ghetto wit they mind of a needle
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Quicker than a cheetah,
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Draw nine millimeter up.
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Grab a man's chain
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If I get shifty, never in vain
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Ain't life, but I stay in they game
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Yeah the prodicial's the same
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"Ain't we all a little ?"
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Frame my brain to the game
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Nigga blow the whistle (tweet)
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[ZUZ ROCK]
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Same issue, I move like a video on jerk.
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Steady, walk forward in my Timberland boots
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And I still ready to shoot, you need proof?
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Show it any time
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Fuck a label, I never get signed!
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More time, niggas wanna leave me behind.
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Tell me to put my name on they dotted line.
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Ya find, the way I am contracts to they street
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Come around, will you?
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In the last two weeks, you're too weak.
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I still represent Hays Town.
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Though it's my proximity, my boy face down.
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Murder mans, niggas fast like a greyhound
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Quick to run in the bank, and tell ya lay down.
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Style to the manner, got a place in the manor
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Like a .38, always come back to the man-ner.
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That's grammar.
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Use it punk, big like they clumps.
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You versus me equals my car trunk.
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[Chorus: x2]
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Lissen up, Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty,
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That Meda camp, kills MCs softly
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Like Lauren, we buy shots from foreign.
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And you don't wanna fuck with my side, fool
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[SHYSTIE & SOV]
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Yo, this is Shystie
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Yeah, SOV, Lady Sovereign, and what Shystie.
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Let's take these boys out, yeah?
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I'm on it, boy-eh, Let's battle,
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Show these guys what we're worth, ruthey boy,
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Cause I know, see, I can spit,
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Let's show them.
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Alright!
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[SOV]
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Yo, there's something, I got one bad habit,
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When those streets step to me, I won't have it,
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'Specially people like you and you an
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That's okay, now when I come through
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Come up they light's in they low power,
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Remember they time when you got slaughtered,
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Beef? cause no, it's just an argument
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Words they is jerkin' in they House of Parliament.
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With out they words, with out they verbs
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Little boys left on they kerb.
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People, lift them up before dey get hurt.
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But their heart rate stop (beeep)
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When they have just learned
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That I'm above they flow
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Leave yer mind in high-low
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Like they center of a polo, push
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Can't enter his height when I'm so low,
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Yah, yeh don't know, so --
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None a yer words can hurt me, fool.
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None a yer combacks mean f*k, fool.
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Nuffin' you say can hurt me, fool.
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I feel bad, pity for you.
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Rue the lack of sense.
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That's yer ish-ing that does dis.
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Where yer car? harhar! A domestic life
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Devil promotion of sickness (hwack)
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I'll spit this Anyone listenin' is a witness.
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Helpless lady -- I never written dis.
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Let's get on wid they quick busi-ness.
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S.O.V. that darn lyricist can get us dis?
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-- No.
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Hup-two-three-four, I'm goin' to war,
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To win and leave the runner-up sore. (ow!)
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I'm raw, like uncooked meat,
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That's why I'm in they hole,
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That why I flak it, I'm a treat --
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I'm deep. But my face looks sweet!
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Sweet enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed.
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Waltz it to where them don't sleep,
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Yaeh, now creep!
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[SHY/SOV CHORUS] [x2]
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Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
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The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we
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Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up they pace
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So you don't wanna fuck with our side, fool!
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[SHYSTIE]
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Ha! So, let's show these boys what time it is.
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I'm showin' you,
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Dey don't know about how us gurrls spit, yeh.
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Let's show them how we keep it real.
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Let's show them what they deal is.
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Let's show them what time it is.
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Shystie! Let's go!
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Oi! 'ey, lissen up,
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Don't get f*cked up I go through PMS,
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My mood swings leave niggas in a state of
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Distress.
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I'm the lyrical Shakespeare thou shall never test
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Doesn't spit about a rattle man's chest
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Accordings to these angles, if dere was a circle
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Yeah! -- play, boy, but I know my swivin' hurt you.
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I take you for a joke, so you get laffed at (haha)
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Yer a basic MC, boy. I'm done -- past it.
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Cause my microphone sample is in they silence,
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Leaving, yeh suddenly need stabilizers.
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Yeah wanted to battle me like an idiot.
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But I'll show everyone (sure!) here that yerr not
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Ready yet.
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I'll leave you body wrapped, body bagged, in a closed hearse.
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Leff it in they church, can I really get worse?
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Cannot rilly know that I jes silly caught, seen me
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But I'm still here, cause I move like the wind.
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Goin' to make havoc -- spit til I choke.
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How could anyone ever better me for a joke.
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See they tick-tock? on they body clock, I put it on stop.
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If you wanna come and drop a lyric, there is no top.
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But if you had it, you still couldn't rhyme
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You still couldn't write (nah) in beat to dis time
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So you never get close enough to me to attack.
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You take two steps forward, but three steps back.
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Cause I'm daily separatin' mens day out day in,
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Leaving them with no self-esteem, meditating
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And don't think of it, Unless its how I'll make you lose your confidence.
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Even how you spittin on dis track is never-never lan'.
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Your sh*t
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You. can't. spit. and. it's. better. dat. you. quit.
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Leave. it. to Shystie. that. spits. hot toxic.
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But -- you member how we's doin' all?
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Yeah! right! hah hah!
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[SHY/SOV CHORUS] [x2]
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Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
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The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we
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Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up they pace
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So you don't wanna fuck with our side, fool!
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[FROST P]
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Yo! This is it! heh hah haa!
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The beef's kickin' off now! (s'fun now)
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Frost P! Bruce Grove N17. Z-U!
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Let's take down these dudd birds. (nice)
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Yo, I used both of these girls mouth
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Like pick-up sex in a condom they beef is on.
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And your Miss Dynamite
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Impressions ain't botherin' no one.
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So thanks but nah. Get yer own slogan!
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Take that! Matter of fact, get off they track.
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I'm too classy to go back-to-back
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With your average hood-rats.
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What you know about markin' yer game
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Up yer walls? Nuffin.
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Spittin crap at yer sympathizers. (nuffin!)
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Treat yeh frauds like Kit-Kat
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-- "Give 'em a break!"
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Cause yer unknown and fake,
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Cause yer bound to hate.
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Dey wanna beee like us!! (I know)
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But they're featherweight,
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And I'm a heavyweight.
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Eatin' MCs like ready-break.
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If that's the case, imagine what the skets get slapped.
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Quick and exit. (huh huh)
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And home it crept. Must be men!
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'Cos you had the balls to steppin' into a rep
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But you get blazed off they set.
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Trust if you be Sovereign, I'm Benson and hedges
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Don't to trust get me like anesthetics.
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Even wif Gab's compressor, ya still sound lesser.
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So don't get it twisted, girls -- you aint better.
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Man, I take down your whole 'hood with my four wood.
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You hear they way I flow, and you really wish you could.
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Never dat! Too many rhymes, too many lines.
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For the amateurs like you, I ain't got they time.
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[FROST/ZUZ CHORUS] [x2]
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Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty,
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That Meda camp, kills MCs softly
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Like Lauren, we buy shots from foreign.
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And you don't wanna fuck with my side, fool
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[ZUZ ROCK]
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Heh heh.
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Yeah, these gurls can't be serious!
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Frost, are these gurls serious, man?
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They better f*kin' reco'nize what time it is,
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Before we clean their clocks.
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R-O-C? -- yep.
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I spit sick rhymes, my styles
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Better den yours, times ten.
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I rhyme couple time, I punish you in line,
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You could never take Zuz for a spin.
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'Cos this isn't nevah-nevah
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I'm tougher dan evah.
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My vendetta is simply payback
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Write lyrics with no pen, no paper.
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Hate-ers never prosper. (yep)
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So get lost like change down the sofa.
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Garage doesn't matter to me.
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'Cos if Shystie is on battlin' me
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She's ready to see, R.O. is old school
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Like bullet-hole jeans (whew)
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-- when they bullet goes in
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I used to shop work to get a gold fing.
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For sure, I'm talkin', my fro's clean.
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Yo, my 'fro's clean, just like the po sheets
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Better listen up when R.O. speaks.
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So all of my worrds are hurrrtin' you.
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And yer both damn, sound like dudes.
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Why would not you got a better fing to do?
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Easily kill you hos, I won't lose. ZU-ZU!
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In the MC game, I put a lame MC to shame.
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You've only got yourself to blame.
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Tame your voice when you talk big my sh*t is real
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I kill your little kids like mornin'-after pills
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-- So chill.
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When you walked in, I met ends, it's not happenin'.
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I still strappin' my nine, I still rappin' part time.
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Lemme up, I take ye back they old ways.
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Yeah don't wanna see me take it back to old days --
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I favored Frost P like a maniac. (he's great)
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'Cos I'm back, I show you where the f*ks izzat.
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I'm still one of a kind, win they war with me?
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Killed twenty-two (22.) MCs,
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Them wanna make it twenty-three (23!).
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[FROST/ZUZ CHORUS] [x2]
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Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty,
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That Meda camp, kills MCs softly
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Like Lauren, we buy shots from foreign.
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And you don't wanna fuck with my side, fool
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[SHYSTIE]
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I'll slew you, hands tied behind my fat*ss
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No lies, I will even close my eyes.
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Turn aroun', with my back faced
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In yer face, switch place.
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Spit my lyrics in yer face like mace.
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[SOV]
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Yo, my eyes --------
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I pity they fool who will sell it
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Like dresser, uh huh.
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I be they midget in they middle
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Wot right about now (yo)
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But can you do a little?
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[FROST P]
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Rose, never stoppin'.
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I called they rolls, twenty years old.
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I still hop on the bus with a child bus pass.
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We ain't stoppin for queues we just rush past
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Educated, but yep, I still bunk class!
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[ZUZ ROCK]
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See, I'm renegade. Roll wid they R.O.C.,
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Plus, we fully stocked wid they nine milli
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'Cos we hotter than the sahara desert
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Afta banned and a filly,
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I thug jacked Pokemon cards from kiddies.
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[SHYSTIE]
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A lotta people know Shystie they renegade,
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I keep gasses out they bottle, but it's not lemonade.
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So -- don't get twisted, 'cos I'm not Shy.
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Give a bad look, get a right hook in yer eye!
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[FROST P]
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Fat man that man I pull scares like anthrax
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Leave a boy lookin, zip is lips wit' Tampax!
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Wit my accent, jack all they lime off they track.
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Make a used door sound like "Oh dear, Maxwell"
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[ZUZ ROCK]
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Still --
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Huffing and puffing and bluffing
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And not on a double to nuttin'.
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I doubled up when I f*d yer girlfriend,
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Double the trouble, when I doubled they barrel,
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R.O. dubbed it, so you won't be into lurin'
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[SOV]
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Yeah don't wanna look in my eye, fool!
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My lyrics see people that cry, fool!
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Yeah'll see black and white,
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Like a black tie ball, so --
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[ALL]
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**YOU DON'T WANNA fuck with MY SIDE, FOOL**
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