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I bet ya wanna beat box battle, but i dont battle no beat boxer, |
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But i got lyrics that'll shock ya |
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Battle anybody wantin' beef n boy i'll squash ya |
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You n ya boys n tha lot ya, i'll stomp ya |
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Kick ya head around like you tha ball n this was soccer |
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You sounding like pathetic mc's in need of sponsers |
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You stupid, acting like you stronger |
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Coz you beat me in a battle back when i was younger (so what) |
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I dont want ya respect so screw the punch lines |
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I'll run up in this ring like mundine and begin to punch guys |
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Like rocky, you knock me down but you cant stop me |
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You'll have to get ya boys to gang up on me like this was hockey |
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Before i drop, we'll never stop it's in our viens |
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As long as we here that's where it's gunna remain |
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So get out my way, you dont want no rematch |
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Diss me all you like the only response your gunna get is feedback |
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[Chorus][X2] |
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Look out |
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We're boxing now |
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You wanna battle on the mic |
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And we'll knock you out |
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Yeah, we'll knock you out |
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Within three rounds |
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MDP and Mundine |
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Are gunna beat you down |
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It's the man mudine you think me rappings a joke |
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Well you can luagh but i'll uppercut ya over these ropes |
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And leave ya nose broke, i aint playing no games |
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I'll throw a left right combination at ya rib cage |
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And all the haters from the newspapers should face the facts |
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I'm jumping back in the ring to take my title back |
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Reminding these cats, i lost by split descision |
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Now i'm runnin up on these critics and boxing their chins in |
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You think i'm going back to leauge i'm never quittin' |
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I love jumping in the ring, kicking ass and backflipping |
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Recieving big cheque's and cashing em |
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Just for getting dudes in the ring, and bashing em |
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Yeah i got knocked down but i got back up |
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I survived every round you only won by luck |
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Now i'ts time for another bout this time I'm gunna knock you out |
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Lets finish the fight, we'll see who's running there mouth |
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[Chorus X2] |
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I came here to burn down the stage, release my rage |
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Spit fire out my mouth n put it to flames |
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Leave these wack cats burning in pain they cant sustain |
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Now the fingers are pointed at us n we're the first to blame |
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What ever made you think you could attack us, acting all tough? |
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Man my styles a royal flush, yours is a bluff |
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And now you standing up tryna be buff |
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After i punish you, Dub LT will put your shit through a hush |
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You pidily suck, i'm beating you up in this battle of victory |
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Shooting ya mouth off, but ya bullets are missing me |
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Picture me going down in history |
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I'll blast you off this planet before you try n get rid of me |
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I pidy thee for tryna beat this lyrical |
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You ain't shit to me you'll never be |
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So why dont you realize that MDP will always be will best |
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Eliminating competition till there's nothing left |
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So bring the rest, bring the rest |
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Biatches, bring the rest |
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[Chorus X4] |
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Anybody that wanna come, come |
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Anybody that wanna bring it, bring it |
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We blowin' everybody up tonight |
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C4 knock you out |
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Dub LT knock you out |
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Mundene Knock you out |
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And my boy joel, he'll knock anybody out |
