Testi:
3 Battle Cry

a story about an MC Who got real brave and challenged me He thought that he was bad, he thought he was tough Until I, what, until I called his bluff And as the battle

good weed and cigarettes, like Young Nob' I'm still a threat I'm gone off that ol' shit, really y'all ain't seen nothin yet Listen to my battle cry, "

referrals 7-1-8, 3-6-0, 2-5-1 Send the last digit on a bullet through a barrel My hundred pound rucksack full of ammo and army apparel If a nigga REALLY wanna battle

me thereaas a pie in the sky Waiting for me when I die But between the day your born And when you die Oh Lord, they never seem to hear Even your cry

were happy just to get the tiniest taste We were more than friends, we was like brothers We ain't had much, but we had each other Used to battle for

I'll black out in the mug of suburbanites with little stinger's crew You volunteer for the draft stupid--thats on you!! On some upper middle class romantic notion So the mortar scraps'll fly cry

get some infrared.com Who's your idle suicidal receital never take my title Cuz what I know, crows never see like a shadow In a battle, my head move like

terrorize everything in sight And never scared to book em when you get uptight [VERSE 3: Johny C] Now I'm the prince of rhyme, and all of you cry And

???? the rally cry Revolution?s here again The emperors bonds are broken And free he shall remain Escape, though/the??? narrow ??? man While his