Mark Battles - Ugh Oh Featuring Los lyrics

rate me

Oho, I’m tryina think that you in trouble pal

Believed in the team and it seems we starting to bubble now

Haha, old enemies tryina come around,

But I just leave them lost and jealous, southern cal

My fans say my lines the sickest

Metaphors, I got metafives and sixes

Yeah, I’m on my grind and get it, porn star going hard as in my job description

See after school is when the lesson start

So even punctuation couldn’t question mark

Enjoy the crazy ride, we won’t never park

My pilot is to blame for the flame, I just set the spark

We updated the raster, in the city of Indianapolis created a monster

First to make it from this place, I’ma take it and conquer

And laugh it in their face, cause they hating we prosper

Shout out to my fans, we made it look easy

Buzzing down the underground, it’s time to take it to tv

Believe me!

You have no idea what’s about to happen to, Los!

I’m tryina push the red line to the ...shiver

And take the top back like a Indian giver

Indians cap with the white smile

Your girl see my style give me the high brow

To cash out, I follow you to Moscout

Don’t make me lash out, like the folicules under eye brows

My rollies got me sick, but for thinking this rage

I’m tryina switch faces like Travolta and Nicholas Cage

Rasp my playground and I’m a dinosaur

These are just my monkey bars, bars that I would slide and bored

Keep your asses out the deep end, I still advance at a stand still without a kneed bend

I used to write, write with my left, when my right was sour

Now I just left, the pen down, I don’t write no more

It ain’t right no more

What’s left to do if you could write what I don’t have to write

What would it be left to you

Sickest rapper living, glad to see I’m learned

I couldn’t catch the flu cause it ain’t wanna have me in return, los

Los warrup, shout out to the whole bad boy camp

Diddy is good, it’s fly America, fly high gift ...love em

They told me not to do it, so I didn’t

Man they was hating on my crew and now they with it, how terrific

Simply bout bizness, I’m high with my words

I’m like Sesame street, you can watch me and learn

Got me a turf, now I’m tryina profit and earn

Consciously firm, so it really got em concerned

My spot is deserved, yeah man I’m running it right

Man these stars are handle bars like the front of a bike

Struggle and fight, until I’m loving my life

Road spells, hotels and buckets of ice, for a couple of nights

Stay then we jumping on flights

Wonderful heights, what’s less, we must have done something right

So I go by my real name for a full name for a reason

Give you all of me man I’m never misleading

Praying that my music get to spread through the regions

Could of gave up, never begged, never bleeded

Even through the struggles, you would never see no tears either

So sing along or bring along, you lil cheerleader

It’s Battles!