Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Battle, artist - Fort Minor.
Date of issue: 20.11.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
The Battle |
Yeah, yeah, listen, yo |
These hungry rappers battle for a buck and some change |
There really be kids starving, give a fuck if it change |
Shock rap, not that, you get signed, you might blow up |
Release «Party in Iraq», you might blow up |
I see you trying to think a few lines you might get at me with |
Slap happy with babies who born with crack in they cribs |
Too much to cram under your over-sized fitted |
And the public school system failed you |
Either you’re ig’nant or what is it? |
Ain’t concerned with scuff on my sneakers |
My demographic listening but not too many rappers teaching |
And I find a way to fill a hard drive up |
With songs containing mainly «bitch», «ho», «shit», «fuck» |
Yo, you know what’s up, there’s some ill shit going on |
So long there’s topics that I haven’t really spoken on |
I’m just like you, a kid who wants to rap |
Get money, put an album out, mansion with a fountain spout |
Out in the front yard, sidewalk leading to the street |
Which leaves me to speak |
My speech reaches the whole world and yet still |
I’d rather rap about what I got or what I do to you |
If you disrespect, you guessed it, I’m shooting you |
But who’s the true villain and who’s illing |
Mixtape and gun shot ain’t really killing |
People dying, it’s tough luck |
Can’t figure out if I’m the problem or the world’s just fucked up |