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When it's battling time.
Niggaz coming with them skills refined
Bad to the bone.
In the backyards is where I roam
Where any hood that I step in I call home.
When battling, leave em with a bruising.
Leave em with a few contusions.
Have em seeing illusions.
Knowing that my style is so damn alusive.
Better yet abusive.
Whooping on these niggas whose style is straight useless.
Thought you had a chose but against me you choice death.
When I spit out these hollows and watch you take you last breath.
Point at you soul descending and tell you you cause this mess.
You the one that caused me to depart soul from flesh.
You the one that thought I was the one to test.
Wave by with two shoots .... God bless
Ha Ha ah yes In the words of Jay-Z
You the one that cause me to slay thee faithfully.
You taking me to a whole 'nother level.
Watch you dig you own grave with your own fucking shovel
You loud mouth. Wild out is what I had to do.
You fouled out. Down clout. When I blasted you.
Skills on the mic is all that we ask from you.
A verbal knock out and that chain I snatched it too.
He was fake it was something I had to do.
While I'm waiting on this fake nigga coming after you.
Industry sell out. "Well at least I'm making cash"
yeah your selling your whole culture out with your fucking dum ass.
And sense you ain't got no skills, you aint' gon last.
In about a year or so, you'll be the thing of the past.
In sense you spending all you cash on rangs and chains.
In five years wouldn't be surprise to see you at a McDonalds chain.
Restaurant now let me stomp
on any body that falsify
and completely let our culture die.
Selling your souls to the industry where the vultures lie.
I hope you fry. Here's a fuck you. while I smoke you.
Not saying don't spit if your spit is really hot.
But keep a little element of that real hip-hop.
Niggass.
Like when it's batttling time
Niggas coming with them skills refined
Bad to the Bone.
Like like like like when it's battling time.
Niggas coming with them skills refined.
Bad to the Bone