Letras
Oh my gosh
It's D Double
Hold tight Swerve on production
It's street fighting time
(Round 1, Fight!)
If it's me you're mad at
You'll get a scar on your chest like Sagat
Street fighting that's what I'm bad at
My tings working (perfect)
I come through with a beat up Honda
Give man a hand just like E. Honda
Give me the mic and let me ride the riddim
Cos I spit the bars just like Dhalsim
I'm a lyrical invader
Climbing to the top just like Vega
You v Me nobody can save ya
On the mic I'm way too major
Cos I'm shocking MCs like Blanka
I got money in the bank, I'm a banker
You ain't got money in the bank, you're a wanker
I'm quick with the hooks like Balrog
Get the ravers jumpin' like a bullfrog
And I been doing it for more than a while
In the game I'm a soldier like Guile
So, cos you're big like Zangief
Don't think you can ever try give man grief
You don't wanna get into no big man beef
I'm here if you want a lyrical (fight)
I'm that guy son
Sucking up MCs like a Dyson
You can spit bars if you wanna come and die, son
You can spit bars give it your best try son
Bus' to the head like M. Bison
In a war start waving goodbye son
Lyrical levels are too high, son
No word of a little lie, son
I'm (perfect)
(Oooaah) Like Street Fighter 4
What you think they call man the street fighter for? (Oooaah oooah)
Man a steppin' up the gears of the war
(Hadouken) straight to your jaw
Think it's a game like Street Fighter 4
What you think they call man the street fighter for? (Oooaah oooah)
Man I be steppin' up the gears of the war
(Tiger, Tiger) straight to your jaw
When my CD hits the shelf
Bet you any money nobody's gonna buy you
I'm a lyrical black belt like Ryu