Wanna Battle Lyrics

Wanna Battle lyrics

Malique:
Remember back in the time when it was all about the simplest
rhymes
Way before Malique he be kickin the the wickedest flows and the
ticklish rhymes
But hey it's a little bit changed now, its getting more
strange now
Im feelin the pain im sick of the dirty game and sick of the
flirty dames now
Im sick of them people that takin advantage now is you
diggin the picture
Slick with the raps im bringing. IUm killin any cats in
sing sing
Your cat wanna battle me? bring him in the ring ring
And see
this killa bee sting him

Reefa:
Wanna battle me dribblin
Gonna be
laughin at you liek you be ticklin
While i be goin fast you be
tricklin
Doze off like a dose of penicillin 
And even though you be
figurin with the flow you deliverin
In a bose speaker bein in
For this
ear to be listenin
Keep your head up for a dissin. im good like finger
lickin
Wanna test the best and get ourself in a mess
While you kickin a
dress
I'll be up in the press 
Never settle for less 
While you're
takin a rest
And you feelin depressed like a sick in your chest
So bring
it on and lay it down
And now you know i get around and while you kickin
it
I'll be the fella in the puffin under breath lickin
it

Chorus:
Holler at me if you wanna battle
Blow with your lingo
we get it started
Holler at me if you wanna battle
Blow it your
lingo
(X2)

Mizz Nina:
Get ready for the attack cos look who's
back
Mizz Nina comin through with her crew and Too Phat
Have you ever
seen a hot b-girl emcee
I bust rhymes with mad style
Positions, baby
freeze
So please acknowledge the fact that fact that im the equal in this
hip-hio sequel
Don't be judgin by my physicals, i swallow you and your crew
like small raisins
Whether sober or under intense intoxications
What
you're feelin are nights of full of frustration
It's amazing how i always
keep my raps blazin
Hot like cajun, witness this chicks assasination
It's
evident believe my hip-hop dedication
THis highness be with wisdom, touching
upon the throne
Furious intensity bestowed upon my microphone
Lyrical
fitness, the impact like a hitlist
Keep your ishlish and won't stop till im
finished. What?

Noreen:
Your whole style is feminine
Sinkin when
you spittin em
No more fans be diggin em
Cause i be the one who addictin
em
Sugar make you high lyk im lemon gin
Grillin and man like i'm
Eminem
Who's that next chump? bring em in
I'll stomp on him wit ma
Timbalands
Ya'll know i aint no fairy yo, some might think im a scary
hoe
Mind full of war scenarios, Noreen remain
imperial

Chorus

Joe:
My dribblin dont impress you
But would
you be depressed 
If i undress you female siblin 
With my ticklin too. In
the figidy freakin pool
Swing my diggity dingaling from Petaling to
Timbaktu
And got me impromptu freestylin spits blow you to bits
Turn your
fans into my fanatics
Jizzow addicts we'z a force to be reckoned with
Now
dont you know I can pull it off slow
But the again I could be droppin gems

At a 1000 bpm got more bars than pens
You gonna tell your friends that
imma dope no doubt like gwen
WQhat i talk aobut in genuine, like autobot i
always win

Saint M.O.B:
No more time to be silent, it's time to get
violent
Cause you know here i come with the bomb and it's pumpin
So best
to beware dont sit down and just stare
Pump it up in the air when you know
weare there
Get it up and down comin to you straight from the
underground
Buck buck pow it's the sound of the hallow streets of my
hood
And it's makin me frown
Steadily standin e, feelin me, backin me,
bring it on to the top
Better just makin it real so you can feel the beat
dont make you drop
Get your groove on, put your strap on
Dont keep me
waiting too long cause im a blow it off

Sam M.O.B:
Feel ma heat when
im home alone
Couldnt keep me asleep gotta sleep till dawn
Shall I stick
with me click
Might get rid of the heat so I sit on
My seat fore I slip
or get prick on my feet makes me sick
As I peeped out the street, got a tip
for the treat
Better hit down the beat start to lead on this song
Couldnt
keep me home. Close up the wind blow 
Get in the car and close up the window
lookin the far and
Ya'll better be holler me for battle as I rebel agaisnt
the devil 
Friends form the past
Enemy who dares to stop on my chest go
ahead
Be my guest