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Battle Song

Deltron 3030

Deltron 3030 [The Instrumentals]

2000

Interplanetary adversaries battling for supremacy
Sounds like a good way to build up my infamy
Soon as Automator sent for me 
We headed over

intoxicated for me to take the high road
Since the Whiskey came, I done lost my way
Lost myself in a drink

I got wasted 'cause I didn't wanna deal with myself

and you bound to get by
SING WIT ME YA'LL!

Chorus

Verse 3 (Q "the Kid" and JD)
ive came a long way and look i done made it
and nothin you do or say can

Dear Donald I must say
The song title here does self-explain
The theme to your past year plus of fame
A grind just to escape your name
Every morning

way. why they try me
I need my space . I do my thing
I cannot sleep I chase my dreams
Always wanna bring the kid down
I spread my wings
Bounced back from

I’m so laced
Siskiyou County chronic Hypnotic I-5 Crime waves
I’m remotely controlled by hard gangster Schlumps
These fools came around my way and they

Beautiful Day

Biz Markie

You Can't Stop the Bum Rush

1999

go by the name of LEN 

l e n 

and we gonna go a lil something like this 

check it out 

d rock 



i got mumbles on the beats and me and biz

I thought I was over you
But I guess moving on ain't enough no no there's so much left to do
(So much left to do)
And by the way this ain't no

but I got my heart broke by a Taurus and Leo (Fuck)
Lotta folks think that it's hard
But this shit really easy you just gotta have dedication
When I rap

God's real, I believe he became a man
Otherwise, ain't no other way to understand
What it's like to be me
What it's like to be an outcast
Tempted by all

the tablet drizzle like snow cause I'm cold
Now you in a pickle Kosher or Vlasic
Rip through the traffic feeling fantastic
Ready like 1 2 3 in that Benz 4

of contradictions
Yeah you don’t know the three-fifths of it
So Call Me By Motherfucking Rap Name Nigga!
Apologies, sometimes when I decompress
I’m kind of a T-Rex

begging and pleading
Inhale my lyrics to feel what I'm breathing
Grinding hard for to take care of my region
Eighty-Two wins by the end of the season
I'm

the price out, they was trying to charge me extra
I'm way too nice to be getting treated regular
I make the floor shake, a ground hog when I'm stepping
Hard

listeners relate
Let's put the beat back in, 6, 7, 8
This is the end of Opportunities
1 album, 2 album, is there a 3rd please
This bitch is going off again

do Chase those dreams

Even when times get hard I promise you'll go far Yeah That's all I do

Sometimes people are far up in the clouds That's why you

Find your way 

Find your way 
Teenager sum


Verse 1 Lewis 

The next  step will always be a hard one where you gonna turn to what will you be

Brownsville

M.O.P.

Firing Squad

1996

[Incomprehensible], mother fucking M.O.P. way
Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P. way
Mother fucking M.O.P. way, mother fucking M.O.P

I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe

selective of course obsessive morgues be getting

More corpses yes it's horrible lessons taught the hard way
That's what happens when you try to be a dummy

Find our Way
1 2
1 2 3 Go
Chase that dream even if it makes ya bleed
In the end it’s the winners who done make believe
I live my life how I wanna ain’t

brother Vic stabbed him with a fork and got flipped on by they're mother
Moms sided with nigga who walked out only 3 months later
No wonder they hate her

the age of nine
You can go and chase them stacks but bitch I'm claiming mine
(Aye)
How you out here job searching but them stacks not hard to find
Gotta

Life on the Streets

Brownside

Eastside Drama

1997

some old ass clothes, no food to eat
And some burnt out Nikes coverin up my feet
You get your first impression by the way I look
He's a gangster,