Lyrics:
the Wagons
Handing out gats to blast back at attacks
Circle the Wagons
Gather the troops as battle ensues
Circle the Wagons
When you're dying to win
Then ya
battle through.
So wait for the wagon, the Segregation Wagon!
StateÂ's rights is the wagon, so letÂ's all take a ride.
WeÂ've always lived the quiet
We know you better than you know yourself
We're worried
You’ve been acting like someone else
Circling wagons without a battle
Running the rapids
side show down in Jefferson Square
The band wagon battles ain't goin' no where
Storyville girls tellin' tales in the night
How they bought all
on avenging
Defeat by a rival whos bent on survival.
Look out for the carriage who's out to disparage.
The wagons who battle and rattle and prattle
Are great,
wish away
And wait for a new day to waste away.
Compete to win, the battle of the band wagon.
Competing for a friendly form of flattery.
Competing for
no turning back
Engage in battle, ATTACK ATTACK!
Metallic wagons of fear invading everywhere
Yeah... Hell is here...
I think sir the battle is over
And the young soldier laid down his gun
I'm tired of running for cover
I'm certain the battle is done
Or see over
Age of the dragons
Disappear, phantom
Hunt 'em with the lantern
Fire burn up the wagon
Age of the dragons
Disappear, phantom
Hunt 'em with
The wagon train
Another day like yesterday, everything the same
Grey sky and distant horizon, the journey never ends.
But I’m in charge of all these
= best girl.
Yo they call me Cart Titan cause I got that wagon
All the peeps in Paradis hear my ass cheeks clappin'
they call me Cart Titan cause I
know us
Ready for that next battle
Keep my guard up
Watch these snakes open up
They Cobras
I think I wanna feed you to my
Komodo Dragons
Well as far
(Patterns)
Hear the snakes in the grass, rattling
(Rattle)
Two sides of me keep battling (Battle)
I'm on a ride 'cause I'm too too talented
(Talent) i keep my
THE BEAST COAST
WANNA BATTLE GET SMACK
TO HOST
DOIN THE MOST
THE OWNER
AVOCADO ON MY TOAST
CAN TAKE A JOKE
SPONSOR MY OWN ROAST
YEA U A FUNNY NIGGA
BUT I CANT
to party (uh)
Like to kick back (yeah) with a shorty
But it's the night of the battle Of the bands
Slash crump battle, slash twerk dance
Slash rap
Their bows high in the air
The natives of the land
To take back what was theirs
They circled all the wagons
They gave an awful cry
And when the battle
by the handle on the top
I'd slide it out of the back of his station wagon
Lug it down the bank with my arm draggin'
And I could hardly wait for him
Boss Battle
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
Intro
Boss Battle
1st Verse
An I already won I’ll put
fall off the wagon
I’ll pick my self up
Know my family got me
If I ever slip up
Shout out to my mama and daddy
Yeah They raised a hustler
Do what I gotta
It's 1889 and it's a dreary valentine's day
There's 500 pounds of bacon out back and the undertaker's on his way
With his big black wagon and his
Marines’ Hymn
From the halls of Montezuma, to the shores of Tripoli
We will fight our country’s battles in the air, on land, and sea.
First to fight
These cats is no match, plus they lack a certain knack for rapping
They never catch the wagon like Re-run and "What's Happening"
Since back when they
And with that-
These cats is no match
Plus they lack a certain knack for rapping
Chasing but they never catch the wagon
Like rerunning what's hap'ning
the front seat spazzin'
Imperial wizards, Staten
Knife game off the chain and I'm with four hundred with wagons yo
Live wires, shoot darts for bread
Any
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