Story Behind The Song
I made this song to go against all other artists. A no holds barred kind of mentality.
Song Description
Battlefield is a song that pumps you up. A battle track with real life experiences and lessons.
Song Length |
4:14 |
Genre |
Rap - Gangsta, Rap - Religious |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Mixed Vocals |
Mood |
Aggressive, Heated |
Subject |
War, Violence |
Similar Artists |
2Pac, Outkast |
Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
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Lyrics
INTRO
Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close. Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close.
1st VERSE
We in da battlefield nigga bustin wit AK'sN A.R 15's nigga meet da hollowpoint spray. Let my real niggas bust itmlet my hollowpoints tthrust em. Man it's nobody I'm trustin, pop ya collar man it's nuthin.Shit,shit got got plots,pissed got hits goin down. You sucka muthafuckin stupid bitches know who I am. At every jam,I'm liad back.Payback is a must, in god we trust,yeah they only wanna fuck us up.I'm gettin high as a propeller, it's keepin me mella. I'm feelin like I'm fuckin cindarella. When my high wares off N da clock strikes midnight. Gotta go smpke some mo so I can getback on my getright.
CHORUS
Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close. Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close.
2nd VERSE
Goin outta control, have mercy on my soul. For da Driz bout ta blow, cuz I'm sick wit da flow. Fa sho I come wit da heat, got dis heat in my veins. Keep my name out ya mouth, caught you slippin in yo chev,put dis barrel to yo head. Dats what you get for fuckin wit a G. Now ya brains is on da front seat. The penalty, da price you pay. As these hollowtips, rip up ya fuckin braids.You dudes is fools, you have no clue. Of who you fuckin wit, underground music bitch. 2004 fresh on parole N you feelin it. You done wrote a hundred rhymes, N I'm killin it. Wit just one verse da shit gets worse. Cuz, I'm deeper than da game N my soul s cursed. I rap wit a passion, you niggas is fake. I'm a come out blastin, you made a mistake.
CHORUS
Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close. Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close.
3rd VERSE
Shootin spiratic I luv cause static. Fully equip wit semi automatics.You dont who you fuckin wit.Obviously.You aint never met a muthafucka grimy as me, slimy as me.Scum a da earth scanless.Exploit ya weakness theN I take advantage.Solid as granite.Ya See ya name etched in stone cold blooded.Made a deal wit devil I know Ima plummet.Should I be punished for my twisted views. Lettin it all hang out I aint got shit ta lose. Get abused ripped inta twos N fours. Brimstone flarin from my nose. You Niggas is bitchin like you wearin a thong. I Never looked up ta no one cuz I thought I was already grown.At early age I had a facination wit guns.So if push comes ta shove I ca loan ya one.
CHORUS
Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close. Bring ya steel ta da battlefield. Only da strong survive nowhere ta run nowhere ta hide.In da battlefield. Anything goes watch ya homeboys back N keep ya enemies close.