could stylize! It's from the soul! I ain't freakin' with white lies Yo, hey guys! Remember the summer of '92? Battle after battle! Crew after crew! So
the fellas aint finna forgive all the lies never the spies wise, and you heard battle cry You'll never see my face or my eyes, no way Headed to a place
go, go ahead and call your mom if ya need someone to cry to boo I guarantee ya that that bitch is gonna lie to you Fuck ya crank head, soap opera, pastries
I spit it rapid Victory over injury a victim to misery The myriad of my metaphors make me a mystical mystery They can't battle me; so they'd rather embarrass
ass niggas Look into the eyes of the man that will be detrimental to your career If you even touch the micstand, nigga 'nuff said [Verse 4: Guru] Hear the battle cry
the world banking and international monetary fund I'm done, we're done with what you've done For twenty-five score we've got a battle cry Kill my, kill
I'm Ghandi, then transform to Genghis Khan, see? Baby, I bop, so you love me like Barney kiss my honeymoon, then spaz out like Mark Carney energy solar, battle
I never get got glue to the gift so what's up dread you couldn't bob to the bass but now you're hooked like a bass head I'm about to show ya contract
rites then kick the dust on them first Kemosabe! Your arms too short to box with me (For-geddit) Call shots wit' me (for-geddit) Laugh now cry later,
caps perhaps Bring E and Red and we can kick some raps This track is so sickenin' and bouncin' Make you nod your head so much you need counciling I flow
desire" Let's share champagne and rain showers Catch the sunrise, over the Eifel Tower Yvette, don't take it as a dis, but I'm gonna miss you Please don't cry
for stories for the police, my flow heat leave no evidence no sediment I burn books, theres no testament to the savage thing, that the battle king does