Gang Starr - Battle Lyrics
{*scratched: "What? You wanna battle ME?"*}{*scratched: "Yo man, how much money you got?"*}{*scratched: "What? You wanna battle ME?"*}{*scratched: "Yo man, how much money you got?"*}[Guru]I used to guzzle 40's, and own a beat up CaddySince the hood still love me, I'll turn the heat up daddyI went from mackin fly honies on the trainto straight relaxin on the beach, countin money gettin brainSoon as you rappers get a chance you wanna floss a lotYou buy a iced out watch because it cost a lotThen you in the club, stylin with doughProfilin with hoes that we boned, a while agoYou rookies haven't done enough laps around the trackYou had one hot single, but then your album sounds wackSon you bore me with your war storiesYou ain't even do that shit, so that's just more storiesHow you expect us to take you seriously?The look in my eye punk, has got you scared of meI'm blastin your sons, I'm snatchin your fundsYou catch a royal ass-whoopin, you've been askin for one{*scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"*}"What.. what?" {*scratch: "We thorough to the end"*}"Yo man.." "You know the drill"{*scratched: "I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game"*}"What.. what?" {*scratch: "You wanna battle me?"*}"Yo man.." "How much money you got?"[Guru]***** you don't even know, the half about meI bring it straight to your chest, ask your staff about meI'm just a little bit older, plus a whole lot wiserI might advise ya, or I might pulverize yaI can visit any city, get respect in the streetWhile you alone in your room, shook to death of the streetsI'll take a second to speak, I keep my weapon
