beats like heart beats Do they want to stay connected To the solemn man Along the line We come to find You shot yourself Along the line We come to find
down... [Chorus] Step by step, heart to heart, left right left We all fall down like toy soldiers Bit by bit, torn apart, we never win But the battle
And to the Republic for which it stands One nation under God Indivisible... It feels so good to be back.. I scrutinize every word, memorize every line
fienin on what you need (We give you what you need) -- (3x) Yo, everybody's goal is to win But others gettiing caught up within the line of commiting
’ wicked I killed the double cd with just the fucking snip it Ya’ll niggaz think y’all know me My style be off the hook like jody Who battles rack-stack
that corner is Cassidy the Hustla [Cass the Hustla] It's the hustler ask about me [Announcer] Battler to the center of the ring I want a nice clean battle
and your farms And youll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction Baptisms of fire Ive watched all your suffering As the battles
You’re a good soldier Choosing your battles Pick yourself up And dust yourself off Get back in the saddle You’re on the front line Everyone’s watching
Win your battles down in the trenches (You're against us) I'll snatch your necklace, I'll eat you punks for breakfast If you're not with us, you're against us Win your battles
We came here to fight We won't just lay our weapons down To your demands We won't be swayed so easily Changed by your winds These battle lines Were
of me As I march alone to a different beat Slowly swallowing down my fear Yeah, yeah I am ready for the road less traveled Suiting up for my crowning battle
a man, there?s a man down He was fighting on the frontline just protect him Surrender There?s a man there?s a man down He put his heart on the line
Gettin' high off of saying Why you don't adore me? Baby, please I'm well versed In how I might be cursed I don't need it articulated Stand in line wastin
this is called a sequel I reply to your diss, this is called a battle Not intelligent, not very adult So I don't battle, I just put heads out A straight line
leprosy If they dare, you stare when they next to me I'ma threat to whoever sweat my style Hard gangsta aim to represent till death Reality, you battle
the South Pole And nobody fucks with him Rigamortis and postmortem He's dying of boredom Take your best rhymes, record 'em Then try to flaunt 'em He'll just take your punch lines
[Lil Wayne] Eagle street where them twenty's go for 25 Bitch I'm a boss I got ya hoe in my assembly line Here's Weezy F and the F is for Finish line
