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I'm on the ba-ba-battlefield
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Ready for whatever
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I'm on the ba-ba-battlefield
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Ready for whatever
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I'm the real deal, you put on beats I will kill em
Chill Dillin, no ill will but I'm still feeling
Like I'm not fed even though I got bread
My haters can drop dead, get lit up like a pot head
Ya not headed to the top, nah stop man
Talking shit from your laptop, god damn
Jealousy a bitch, all the Hennessy and spliffs
Doesn't make it any better, you obsessed with me and shit
Like my old bitch, you actin' like you know
You don't know shit - you actin' like a ho, like a ho, trick
I'm the man behind the bars, no time in the can
I take whats mine, enter the mind of this man
Who a problem, but you, but you can't plan to stop em
You can't, you'll need Superman, Batman and Robin
To come help you, 'cause the bad guys back
With another track I'm here to chastise Rap
I'm on the ba-ba-battlefield
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Ready for whatever
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I'm on the ba-ba-battlefield
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Ready for whatever
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This industry is over saturated but I have to make it
I ain't hatin' or cappin', rappers will get decapitated
Check the affidavit, he snitching, he mad, he's agitated
'Cause I'm murderous and ill, don't ask me if I'm vaccinated
You can't stop that, back hand if you talk back
I can switch from Boom Bap to RnB to Pop Rap
Knock knock, y'all are moving funny like you pop lockin'
I chop noggins off, make sure you not talkin'
I don't trust hoes, this the shit must know
Just know I got the Midas touch when I bust flows, yeah
Goodnight, stop actin' like you could fight
Used to push weight now I lift weights, Goodlife
Don't ask me for shit, the kid is nasty, who nasty as this?
I like a bitch who is classy and rich
You can have my ex bitch, go and marry the ratchet
I'ma savage dog, I ain't gonna bury the hatchet
I'm on the ba-ba-battlefield
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Ready for whatever
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I'm on the ba-ba-battlefield
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Ready for whatever
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