Blaxuede - Battle Blaxuede lyrics

[Blaxuede] Mr. 9 on that a**, 504! Blaxuede... Man these n***as wanna battle Blaxuede What f**in' sense that make? Know what I'm sayin'? Best to show some sk**s or somethin', on the real or somethin' Chorus [Blaxuede]: Don't ever battle Blaxuede, lyrical World Champion Battle Blaxuede, lyrical World Champion Don't Battle Blaxuede, lyrical World Champion Battle Blaxuede, Battle Blaxuede Battle Blaxuede, lyrical World Champion Battle Blaxuede, lyrical World Champion Don't Battle Blaxuede, lyrical World Champion Battle Blaxuede, battle Blaxuede First Verse [Blaxuede]: I bring the ruckus Wit a clique of raw muthaf**as You can't duck us Or like Hammer you can't touch us These sap s**as, they wanna rain like me See I ain't Method Man, but no one bring the pain like me Now instantly I move the crowd like Eric B., and Rakim Keep my squad Def like Keith Murray and them I'm burying them Wack a**, jacka** n***as Them can't react fast when I blast a** n***as Boy welcome to the nation of Xuede Where we kick sh** for days like Blade Can't nobody be saved And that's foreal Wootay Don't act Sporty The Navy and the Army couldn't hold me They phony Not a word from you in seven days like Toni I make ya surrender, your rhymes tender like Roni Number one n***a, Blaxuede one and only It's lonely at the top, cuz the sh** you drop, got nothin' on me I play emcees like a Sony Playstation Breath-taking, and my lyrics can stay Jason I ain't fakin' It was Friday the 13th I'm so wicked Freddy havin' nightmares on Elm Street Now he too frightened to go to sleep I bring the heat You remind me of the Son of Samson cuz you weak You can't defeat, we'll refuse to lose I'm bad news cuz I damage all these fools and crews WHAT??!! Chorus Second Verse [Blaxuede & Mr. 504] [Mr. 504] Is you bout that action? Yes I'm bout that action Don't be slackin' I could damage you with my rappin' n***a Don't get mad cuz your b**h chose me n***a Don't get mad cuz your pocket's on "E" n***a [Blaxuede] I know these hard rhymes scarin' ya You started runnin' cuz you know I'm comin' when the black clouds fill the Area Deadly like a twenty missile aircraft carrier Droppin' them quickly, I'm an emcee buryer Rainin' on your parade Cuz I could kick it for many days in many hardcore different ways Murder emcees in different ways, no specific phrase Blaxuede, rhymes shine with fatal explicit rays Better pray for mankind, cuz last time I unloaded and they exploded just like a landmine Plus I'm able to k**, n***as at will with the sk** Can't prevent what's bout to happen with a shield, on the real It won't change until I'm deceased in peace Even then, my heart and soul still remain in the beats Can you stop that? Nah Black, I doubt that Smokin' all these b**hes like Nickels and dime sacks Beware of contact, and flames from combat If they don't get stomped, our approach, they fall flat What'cha sayin' brah? If you ain't scared, then what'cha prayin' for? Guess you finally figured I'm real, and I ain't playin', ha? Chorus Third Verse [Blaxuede]: I'm comin' harder than a virgin on a prom night Just get the f**, don't come back until your rhymes tight Verbal a**a**in pluggin' these b**hes up like targets Don't cry now, just bow down you got me started Whinin' bout I'm too cold-hearted Lyrics too vicious Man I'm just handlin' business, makin' emcees diminish Even if it's just a scrimmage I'm in this to finish All of my competition Soul taker that's my position, listen How many artists, sorry they met me? I know I'm cold as the f**, but some high is sweatin' me Already I'm legendary, I just won't fade You'll be buried in the cemetary f**in' with Xuede Is it your fantasy? To be victorious when you battle me? Or can it be? You better snap back into reality SON, I thought I told you I'm the chosen one I be the Golden child Smoke your a** like Black & Mild Since I'm wild Wild like Wayne Wild like the cars that make the color change in little games Plus I'm wild like some bees protectin' a beehive Even wild like that station 98.5 n***a I'm real YOU DON'T WANT NONE ni**a BACK UP OFF ME YOU DON'T WANT NONE ni**a BACK UP OFF ME YOU DON'T WANT NONE ni**a BACK UP OFF ME YOU DON'T WANT NONE ni**a BACK UP OFF ME Chorus [Mr. 504] And we out baby.... What? Got my n***a big Mac, my n***a Shorty Bam Bam, my n***a Tank here with me Fa sho, 99 Not only are we 99, but we shine for 99, ya heard me? Yeah, what? Don't f** with us We ain't gonna f** with you, so don't f** with us Cuz when you f** with us, we gone f** with us So don't f** with us And we won't f** with you f** you pay me What, what? Don't battle Blaxuede I thought I told ya [Blaxuede] WHAT?????!!!!!!!!