Battle Royale

Lyrics

[Scratch Intro: DJ E-DuB] Now our first problem is Is to find out who is this killer here! I think this killer's a top assassin! So many people were killed No evidence of a squad of men who is too smooth This man operates like a killing machine Top assassin [Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O] Wolverine on the scene (Battle royale!) A kick in yo spleen (Battle royale!) Footwear to ya teeth (Battle royale) Ya'll ain't seein' me Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale) Combinations is sweet (Battle royale) What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale) We don't fuck with you, G, what? This killer's a top assassin [Verse 1: EKYM1536] No has been can Entеr the Dragon 'less you eK Man Iron fist, bеar claw, knife hand, choose yo weapon! Fresh out the comic book, you Han's Ant DOOM! You all buffoons, whom circle jerk on Auto Tune Special Ops get smoked when I'm waving the Dutch Spilling they Guts, turn 'em to dust - Puff! - it's nothing to us! Master of Malarkey, don't make me put it in park, P! Onion Head Bastards misplaced like yo car keys Keep em looking up to ME! like Space eK's(X) You can feel it in the mix like Mike on tape decks Chappelle ya whole skit, should I choose to drip drip Water torture with the sorcery, live on Netflix No Women, No Kids don't apply to the raid! Who am I, by the sound if you playing charades? Savage by nature, all I do is remain (SaBa) With no land back, so I pillage ya brains (eK!) [Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O] Wolverine on the scene (Battle royale!) A kick in yo spleen (Battle royale!) Footwear to ya teeth (Battle royale) Ya'll ain't seein' me Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale) Combinations is sweet (Battle royale) What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale) We don't fuck with you, G, what? This killer's a top assassin [Verse 2: Blind Toxic] Tag along, dropping atom bombs out in Zanzabar Magma large, Night Rider wheelie, no handle bars Battle scars, King Kong the way he handles cars Blind and Fro Thizzle craft a handsome song Scoop the kief on and then he hands a bong Strider Ryu hyper combo finish, Marvel vs. Capcom The coins get stacked long, the stat padding math strong (Killa here!) New statistic, the way I rip shit is futuristic Missile launcher is too balistic Split your conciousness into a mist bitch Piss on all of em, intrinsic A missing scholar with a hit list Type to burn a misfit with wrists slit Tried to get lit, ended up with wig split in six hits Death certificate get writ with misprints I still kissed it with this lip [Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O] Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale) Combinations is sweet (Battle royale) What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale) We don't fuck with you, G, what? [Verse 3: Felcon] You can better your life and I'm the living proof I stay shocking rappers like lightning bolts from Pikachu When I my pick my tunes, I think it through, I don't just spit to spit confused Uplift and live, resist the script and you can start to win not lose I'm sick of dudes destroying hip hop for a concrete buzz I don't spit flames when I rap it's white phosphorus I'm conscious but my consciousness is outer space with the gods above I've got the love but self hate don't help me, I've lost enough to know my worth Stay hopeful on this hopeless earth Evolve and learn, control your nerve and you can overthrow your worst enemies One of you, I'm feeling like there's ten of me A-F-R-O and Felcon, we're kings with the pen and beats Killa here (Battle royale) This killer's a top assassin! (Battle Royale) [Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O] What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale) We don't fuck with you, G, what? Killa here! SuperBrownBum! [Verse 4: SuperBrownBum] Larry Holmes wore pony's, Super wore Sauconys Lottos, in the Long Range of things I play Tonto Not the sneakers, while you watch porn, I watch Fried Chicken critiquers Don't connect to my Bluetooth speaker, either It's like a jungle sometimes that makes me run through my mind To see what gun I could find, and make it rhyme I got a Rifle, I aim at a Rival upon arrival SuperBrownBum —> one word, no typo I can hide the truth inside a lie like a Bible And step up if you feelin' semi-suicidal If this a battle, I want it done my way Show of hands, who never pissed on the side of a highway? And who never got pinched just practicin' Tai Chi Who don't need a star like Family Sly sing Say everybody is a victim on the rhythm That's how I'm livin' (That's how - that's how I'm livin') [Verse 5: 60 East] The name is 60 East and I ride for the coast Nicer than most, on fire like the light for the smoke Turn rhymers to ghost, I been rising the ropes Sizing up the goats, and planning my time to approach It's roach one, got here on my own, you the coach son Rio 2 Rome stages where I'm getting dough from This is a close up, now we putting toast up Winning cuz I applied the game that I soaked up Now I'm grown up, feeling like the Big Show After big dough, till you see me next to flip mode For my zip code, bars got a ship load Cats claiming they big steppin', but they tip toe Got a Kiss flow, and I'm after the cheddar An animal, eating rappers, now I'm Hannibal Lecter From a radical sector, can't nobody stop me The Bone Collector, hockey mask and the hands of Rocky Let's go Killa here (Battle royale) This killer's a top assassin! (Battle Royale) Killa here (Battle royale) [Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O] Ya'll ain't seein' me Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale) Combinations is sweet (Battle royale) What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale) My name is FRO Thizzle! Top assassin! [Verse 6: A-F-R-O] I be the dominant, hit 'em right through the heart When it be the target my friend Dearly depart 'em, no bargain with him Behold the starter pin while FRO load up cartridges Close to come off again, I be cold with the quota common sense (Come on!) Andale! I'ma go Amadeu or Amadeus I'm finna arm the fuse for the bomb to blow up the dais And sho' nuff, we pray for them innocent beautiful faces But hold up, I don't think we can get to mutual basis But show love, no matter the cost, a new ultimatum The grown one, go at it to floss, the dude chosen to spray it I wave the torch up like Thundercat flow If you can't catch it entirely, run it back slow And what I inspire to be is a brother with a grand soul And you don't have a chance in Hot Coal Hell To box with a man to prove this vato won't fail The size of an Ox with a grotesque gross smell [Hook: Pulse Reaction & A-F-R-O] Wolverine on the scene (Battle royale!) A kick in yo spleen (Battle royale!) Footwear to ya teeth (Battle royale) Ya'll ain't seein' me (Killa here!) Knuckles on fleek (Battle royale) Combinations is sweet (Battle royale) What the fuck do you mean, huh? (Battle royale) We don't fuck with you, G, what? [Scratch Outro: DJ E-DuB] This killer's a top assassin Killa here! I think this killer's a top assassin Killa here! Is to find out who is this killa here I think this killer's a top assassin So many people were killed No evidence of a squad of men who is too smooth KIlling machine Now our first problem is ...