Battle Royal

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(Hook)
[There’s a colder honor to which we remain loyal 
Together rapped the trupes and prepare for battle royal] x 

(Verse)
 I gotta rap with some weed, focus on the beat so it’s time to speak 
And you kinda week, I smell it in the air like Jesus freak 
Releave the beat, I’m no easy beat 
Eyes shiny cuz I need to sleep 
 But I need to crib in this super sipper stip 
Wanna make it to the top, and I need to leep 
Shipper, shipper, want the best of the best 
The best of the beat, the best side from the West, the best of the best 
Back to the best, gotta ash on my chest 
My chest ball your best so you gonna go smash 
You wanna go get but you sound like shit 
So you can get knock when I got your bitch 
Snicky ass, best bitches, leave ‘em all this figure 

Six figure, six speeder, slide the bitch and it’s from in the ships
Top ‘em by the bling-blinger, hold the toast the bringer 
Grab the wozy on my car, when I crash the wooptie 
I want ass on vubby when I crash Jacuzzi 
Pass and lose it, I need oxygen, I’m rockin’ ‘em
Meet my bam, we can’t condemn
Smashing every instrument, roll ‘em with the syndical
Bizarre right,  far side, come and trip the shally 
Cuz y’all staring on the wrong side 

(Hook) x 2 

(Verse)
We the beat body we create, for a better cream, 
It get mean and they know they on the bad team 
The sixteen fuck it up like runnin’ the streets 
On sixty fuck it up like runnin’ the streets 
The hard beat all like balling the street 
I do business rap, come beat, compete
They just beat, beat it up 
I just beat it up with my homie, please 
The money all pie up and you owe me dog 
Watch out for that motherfucker coldest floor 
I go lie and get plug for this coat to coat 
Take to the show and stay focus dog 
For lay show, bust stage and 
Put her some pay roll if she lost her fuck 
Stay low, watch on, get lost the pain 
With them brob, made the tears, with a lot of ‘em familiar 
Wax some that and we ball on this period
Wax on the ball and we pull in period 
Shot fire and we hold shit superior 

(Verse)
I came up with the balls swarming
I was only warming up, I have all this coming up with the same old shit and the balls as fuck 
The only house, I’m splittin’ on it 
With the windows smash and body lock 
Just give me that rap shit, caught me in the trap shit 
Cuz I’m gon’ snatch ‘em and load it up 
If you wanna step fall and  ball it off 
I give you the number, call it off 
I’ll write you lies, I’ll fuck with your mind 
And leave you ballin’ and callin’ on 
Leam told with the dope on this, small as fuck 
2 cruise and I rock page, storming on 
You wanna war now 
Me dise, get fingers skips and I reload dope and I’m fallin’ up 

(Hook x 2)

(Verse)
Spin it out, drop floors with that mic again 
Drop it, they ain’t never learn to count ‘til 10 
Gotta temple, losin’ my mind again and you vakin 
I ain’t never heard of zen 
Stab you with pens, then I’ve been landed on porch cayenne
Dumped in the sea by some corners friends 
Know this then while you was on defense
Joy this for, like the war commence 
First eleven never on the bench 
All fifty side, excuse my friends doping the vibe who represent 
Always get more than a 100 %
Always bad boys will leave a stanch 
Court of art, look down on defense 
Still victorious, might be warrior

(Verse)
________(?) just cuz I’m in 
Somebody please tell ‘em I’m killin’ em 
Willing ‘em back against me and I’m ballin’ them 
You part of the killer and I gotta tell  ‘em 
10 years here and I’m still that killer man 
Shoulda know better to behave 
They wanted 10 thousand and I want a million 
And I can’t go, can’t go find for money, no 
Tell ‘em I’m fine, no, I 
You ready for enemy, no lies 
Remember everything, no blind 
Even if I gotta be into everyone 
I teach mines and I snitch the gun like 

(Hook x 2)
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