Too Phat - Wanna Battle lyrics

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Remember back in the time when it was all about the stupiest rhymes

Way before Malique he be kickin` the the wickedest flows and tickish lines

But hey it`s a little bit changed now, it`s getting more strange now

I`m fellin` the pain I`m sick of the dirty game and sick of the flirty dames now

I`m sick of them kekos who kickin` their similes so similar to the mista

I`m sick of them people that takin` advantage now is you diggin the picture

Slick with the raps I`m bringing, I`m killin` any cats in sings sings

Your cat wanna battle me? Bring him in the ring ring

And see this killa be sting him

But I have a bad habit

I like to fight people who fight well

Wanna battle me dribbin`

Gonna be laughin` at you like you be tickin`

While I be goin` fast you be trickin`

Doze off like a dose of penicillin

And even thought you be figurin` wit the flow your deliverin`

In a bose speaker bein` in

For this ear to be listenin`

Keep your head up for a dissin`, I`m good like finger lickin`

Wanna test the best and get yourself in a mess

While you kickin` a dress

I`ll be up in the press

Never settle for less

While you`re takin a rest

And you tellin` depressed like a sick in your chest

So bring it on and lay it down

And now you know I get around and while you kickin` it

I`ll be the fella in the back puffin under breath lickin` it

Holler at me if you wanna battle, battle

Blow with your lingo we get it started

Holler at me if you wanna battle, battle

Blow with your lingo

Get ready for the attack `cos look who`s back

Mizz Nina comin` throught with the crew and Too Phat

Have you ever seen a hot b-girl emcee

I bust rhymes with mad styles

Positions, baby freeze

So please acknowledge the fact that I`m equal in this hip hop sequel

Don`t be judgin` on my physicals I swallow you and your crew like smallrainsins

Whether sober or under intense intoxication

What you facin` are nights full of frustration

It`s amazing now I always keep my raps blazin`

Hot like cajun, withness the chicks assassination

This evident, believe my hip hop dedications

This highness be with wisdom, touchin` upon my microphone

Lyrical fitness, the impact like a hitlist

Keep your ishlist and won`t stop till I`m finished, what?

Your whole style is feminine

Sinkin when you spittin `em

No make fans be diggin `em

Cause I be the one who addictin` `em

Sugar make you high like I`m lemon gin

Grillin` any man like I`m Eminem

Who`s the best chump? Bring `em in

I`ll stomp on him wit` ma Timbalands

Y`all know I ain`t no fairy yo, some might think I`m a scary ho

Mind full of war scenarious, Noreen remain impertal

My dribbin` don`t impress you

But would you be depressed

If I undress your female siblin`

With my tickkin` too, in the freakin pool

Swing my diggity dingaling from Petaling too Timbuktu

And got me im promptu freestylin` spits blow you to hits

Turn your fans into my fanatics

Jizzow addict we`z a force to be reckoned with

Now don`t you know I can pull it off slow

But then again I could be droppin` gems

At 1000 bpm got more bars than pens

You gonna tell your friend that imma dope no doubt like gwen

What I talk about is genuine, like autobot I always win

No more time to be silent, it`s time to get violent

Cause you know here I come with the bomb and it`s pumpin`

So best to beware don`t sit down and just stare

Pump it up in the air when you know we are there

Get it up and down comin` to you straight from the underground

Buck buck pow it`s the sounds of the shallow streets of my hood

And it`s makin me frown

Steadily standin` me, feelin` me, backin` me, bring it on to the top

Better just makin it real so you can feel the beat don`t make you drop

Get you groove` on, put your strap on

Don`t keep me waiting too long cause I`m a blow it off

Fell ma` heat when I`m home alone

Couldn`t keep me asleep gotta sleep till down

Shall I stick with me click

Might get rid of the beat so I sit on

My seat `fore I slip or get prick on my feet make me sick

As I peeped out the street, got a tip for the treat

Better hit down the beat start to lead on this song

Couldn`t keep me home, close up the wind blow

Get in the car and close up the window lookin` in far and

Ya`ll better be hoyer me for battle as I rebel against the devil

Friends form the past

Enemy who dares to stop on my chest go ahead

Be my quest!