Текст песни Battle Me - C-Rayz Walz
[C-Rayz
Walz]
Where
there's
a
will
there's
a
way,
no?
Where
there's
Will
there's
Jada
I
catch
then
PISS
in
the
face
of
a
hater
Congratulate
us
at
afterparties
in
heaven
Thank
God
my
intro
was
peace
to
the
7's,
let's
go!
[Chorus:
singers]
Battle
me,
so
you
can
see
How
I
blast
flows,
so
easily
Battle
me,
so
you
can
see
How
I
blast
flows,
so
easily
[C-Rayz
Walz]
I'm
the
foul
author
of
styles
out
of
order
I
got
skills,
I
could
drown
you
with
a
cup
of
water
So
don't
waste
my
time
with
stupid
questions
like,
"Aiyyo
you
rhyme?"
You
don't
need
to
hear
my
verse,
you
got
enough
on
your
mind
You
work
for
WHO,
so?!
I
don't
wanna
get
signed
My
shadow's
chasin
me,
basically,
I'm
ahead
of
my
time
Tryin
to
get
this
green
out
the
heat
like
spinach
rolls
So
don't
make
me
put
6 in
your
Kevin
Cole
Yo
Walz
they
hollerin
at
you
- in
a
minute
yo!
Tryin
to
score
points
with
the
right
hooks
like
Riddick
Bowe
Battle
me
- don't
challenge
me
with
them
simple
styles
I'll
have
your
crew
sayin
WHO
like
some
Temple
Owls
I'm
like
John
Stockton,
I
don't
even
have
to
score
I
just
make
the
game
better,
by
bein
out
there
on
the
floor
So
when
you
ice
grill
me,
instead
of
breakin
your
jaw
I
think
FIREBALLS
in
your
face
like
a
young
Drew
Barrymore,
c'mon!
[Chorus]
[C-Rayz
Walz]
Verses
like
these
be
bullets
that
speed
and
rush
While
you
the
type
to
audition,
for
"Eden's
Crush"
I
have
a
group
but
they
was
like
- he's
enough
Okay,
I
see
the
truth,
y'all
don't
believe
in
us?
I'll
be
the
proof,
real
MC's
succeed
and
plus
I'm
comin
through
ya
hood
bumpin
goods
in
the
Jesus
truck
You
squeezin
bucks?
Well
you
probably
poppin
a
buck
I
hope
you
catch
+Bucks+
like
Milwaukee,
what?
Too
much
players
in
the
game,
make
it
hard
to
believe
When
I
got
the
ball
yo
follow
me
like
a
3-man
weave
Might
go
out
to
Tahoe,
the
regime
was
green
And
I
cut
the
iron
off,
y'all
thought
I
lost
some
steam
You
SOFT!
I'm
not
the
type
to
force
my
dream
Of
course
I
floss
V.I.P.
without
no
cream
Yo
I
got
more
lines
than
double
dutch
tournaments
in
Harlem
And
if
I
ain't
on
your
roster,
your
label
got
problems
- battle
me!
[Chorus]
[C-Rayz
Walz]
Never
been
to
Me-xi-co,
but
got
ki's
from
medico
Deep
sea
flow,
peep
my
notes
with
periscopes
Police
think
I
pump
perrico,
that's
for
petty
folks
Who
don't
know
the
science
of
the
walk
with
the
blade
in
his
throat
Still
strugglin
but
I'm
bubblin
to
make
it
clearer
I
ain't
seein
myself
- in
a
house
of
mirrors
Times
is
good,
but
your
moms
is
still
in
the
hood
Stay
on
my
tip
and
get
splinters
in
ya
lip
from
bitin
the
wood
I'm
not
Santa's
helper,
I'm
not
rappin
for
free
Next
time
you
step
to
C,
I'm
clappin
ya
feet
Psycho
visions,
I
hear
voices,
listen
(STOP
CALLING
ME)
I
feel
like
the
Geico
Lizard
Aiyyo
I'm
spittin
for
real,
gotta
love
that
kid
"AIYYO
C-RAYZ
WALZ,
MAN
I
LOVE
THAT
KID"
If
you're
fly
the
sky
flyin,
for
real
I'm
one
of
those
things
you
could
die
tryin,
BUCK,
if
you
battle
me
[Chorus]
[Singers]
So
easy
for
me
So
easy
for
me
It's
so
easy,
for
me
People
always
tryin
to
step,
sayin
they
are
the
best
But
watch
me
break
them
down,
that
they
must
confess
It's
so
easy
for
me,
oh
ohh
ohh
So
easy
for
me,
oh
ohh
ohh
ohh
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