The Battle

Shystie, Lady Sovereign, Frost P, Zuz Rock

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Shystie

Chanelle Scott Calica (born 25 December 1984) better known by her stage name Shystie, is an English female rapper-songwriter and actress. Her mother was born and raised in Barbados and her father born and raised in Grenada making her heritage West-Indian. She grew up in Hackney, East London. Shystie started gaining fame in 2003 with her white label response to Dizzee Rascal's "I Luv U" and a tour with Basement Jaxx, The Streets and 50 Cent which led to her being scooped up by major label Polydor. She is also the leading actress in the television series Dubplate Drama. more »


Year:
2005
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Inside. 
The. 
Medasyn. 
Camp.
Yes. 
MCs. 
State. 
Your. 
Identity.

Frost P!
Zuz.
SOV, Lady Sovereign.
Shystie!

Let. the. battle. commence.

[FROST P]
Yo, Medasyn star.
Plus the prodigal son, Zuz Rock.
Den, I will do. Yo.

See I'm a man who only chats realness
Be like most these kids who chat sh*t
S*ck record company dick.
Frost P, I keep it gutter.

Still bills I'm payin', still for meals I'm prayin'

In the meanwhile, I stayed me and wait,
They life ain't great,
But's better than the jobs from state,
For makin' it, mate, just a Q and A.

Still ghetto wit they mind of a needle
Quicker than a cheetah,
Draw nine millimeter up.
Grab a man's chain

If I get shifty, never in vain
Ain't life, but I stay in they game
Yeah the prodicial's the same
"Ain't we all a little ?"

Frame my brain to the game
Nigga blow the whistle (tweet)

[ZUZ ROCK]
Same issue, I move like a video on jerk.
Steady, walk forward in my Timberland boots
And I still ready to shoot, you need proof?

Show it any time
F*ck a label, I never get signed!
More time, niggas wanna leave me behind.
Tell me to put my name on they dotted line.

Ya find, the way I am contracts to they street
Come around, will you?
In the last two weeks, you're too weak.

I still represent Hays Town.
Though it's my proximity, my boy face down.
Murder mans, niggas fast like a greyhound
Quick to run in the bank, and tell ya lay down.

Style to the manner, got a place in the manor
Like a .38, always come back to the man-ner.
That's grammar.

Use it punk, big like they clumps.
You versus me equals my car trunk.

[Chorus: x2]
Lissen up, Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty,
That Meda camp, kills MCs softly
Like Lauren, we buy shots from foreign.
And you don't wanna f*ck with my side, fool

[SHYSTIE & SOV]
Yo, this is Shystie

Yeah, SOV, Lady Sovereign, and what Shystie.
Let's take these boys out, yeah?

I'm on it, boy-eh, Let's battle,
Show these guys what we're worth, ruthey boy,
Cause I know, see, I can spit,
Let's show them.

Alright!

[SOV]
Yo, there's something, I got one bad habit,
When those streets step to me, I won't have it,
'Specially people like you and you an
That's okay, now when I come through

Come up they light's in they low power,
Remember they time when you got slaughtered,
Beef? cause no, it's just an argument
Words they is jerkin' in they House of Parliament.

With out they words, with out they verbs
Little boys left on they kerb.
People, lift them up before dey get hurt.
But their heart rate stop (beeep)
When they have just learned

That I'm above they flow
Leave yer mind in high-low
Like they center of a polo, push
Can't enter his height when I'm so low,
Yah, yeh don't know, so --

None a yer words can hurt me, fool.
None a yer combacks mean f*k, fool.
Nuffin' you say can hurt me, fool.
I feel bad, pity for you.

Rue the lack of sense.
That's yer ish-ing that does dis.
Where yer car? harhar! A domestic life

Devil promotion of sickness (hwack)
I'll spit this Anyone listenin' is a witness.
Helpless lady -- I never written dis.
Let's get on wid they quick busi-ness.
S.O.V. that darn lyricist can get us dis?
-- No.

Hup-two-three-four, I'm goin' to war,
To win and leave the runner-up sore. (ow!)
I'm raw, like uncooked meat,
That's why I'm in they hole,
That why I flak it, I'm a treat --

I'm deep. But my face looks sweet!
Sweet enough to fool yeh 'bout my greed.
Waltz it to where them don't sleep,
Yaeh, now creep!

[SHY/SOV CHORUS] [x2]
Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up they pace
So you don't wanna f*ck with our side, fool!

[SHYSTIE]
Ha! So, let's show these boys what time it is.
I'm showin' you,
Dey don't know about how us gurrls spit, yeh.
Let's show them how we keep it real.
Let's show them what they deal is.
Let's show them what time it is.

Shystie! Let's go!

Oi! 'ey, lissen up,
Don't get f*cked up I go through PMS,
My mood swings leave niggas in a state of
Distress.
I'm the lyrical Shakespeare thou shall never test
Doesn't spit about a rattle man's chest

Accordings to these angles, if dere was a circle
Yeah! -- play, boy, but I know my swivin' hurt you.

I take you for a joke, so you get laffed at (haha)
Yer a basic MC, boy. I'm done -- past it.

Cause my microphone sample is in they silence,
Leaving, yeh suddenly need stabilizers.
Yeah wanted to battle me like an idiot.
But I'll show everyone (sure!) here that yerr not
Ready yet.

I'll leave you body wrapped, body bagged, in a closed hearse.
Leff it in they church, can I really get worse?
Cannot rilly know that I jes silly caught, seen me

But I'm still here, cause I move like the wind.

Goin' to make havoc -- spit til I choke.
How could anyone ever better me for a joke.
See they tick-tock? on they body clock, I put it on stop.
If you wanna come and drop a lyric, there is no top.

But if you had it, you still couldn't rhyme
You still couldn't write (nah) in beat to dis time
So you never get close enough to me to attack.
You take two steps forward, but three steps back.

Cause I'm daily separatin' mens day out day in,
Leaving them with no self-esteem, meditating
And don't think of it, Unless its how I'll make you lose your confidence.
Even how you spittin on dis track is never-never lan'.

Your sh*t
You. can't. spit. and. it's. better. dat. you. quit.
Leave. it. to Shystie. that. spits. hot toxic.

But -- you member how we's doin' all?
Yeah! right! hah hah!

[SHY/SOV CHORUS] [x2]
Yo, lissen up to Sovereign and me, Shystie!
The Meda camp's deep, and they never stopped we
Spittin' lyrics in your face, you can't keep up they pace
So you don't wanna f*ck with our side, fool!

[FROST P]
Yo! This is it! heh hah haa!
The beef's kickin' off now! (s'fun now)
Frost P! Bruce Grove N17. Z-U!
Let's take down these dudd birds. (nice)

Yo, I used both of these girls mouth
Like pick-up sex in a condom they beef is on.
And your Miss Dynamite
Impressions ain't botherin' no one.
So thanks but nah. Get yer own slogan!

Take that! Matter of fact, get off they track.
I'm too classy to go back-to-back
With your average hood-rats.

What you know about markin' yer game
Up yer walls? Nuffin.
Spittin crap at yer sympathizers. (nuffin!)

Treat yeh frauds like Kit-Kat
-- "Give 'em a break!"
Cause yer unknown and fake,
Cause yer bound to hate.

Dey wanna beee like us!! (I know)
But they're featherweight,
And I'm a heavyweight.
Eatin' MCs like ready-break.

If that's the case, imagine what the skets get slapped.
Quick and exit. (huh huh)
And home it crept. Must be men!

'Cos you had the balls to steppin' into a rep
But you get blazed off they set.
Trust if you be Sovereign, I'm Benson and hedges
Don't to trust get me like anesthetics.
Even wif Gab's compressor, ya still sound lesser.
So don't get it twisted, girls -- you aint better.

Man, I take down your whole 'hood with my four wood.
You hear they way I flow, and you really wish you could.

Never dat! Too many rhymes, too many lines.
For the amateurs like you, I ain't got they time.

[FROST/ZUZ CHORUS] [x2]
Lissen up -- Zuz, Frost P, eyes frosty,
That Meda camp, kills MCs softly
Like Lauren, we buy shots from foreign.
And you don't wanna f*ck with my side, fool

[ZUZ ROCK]
Heh heh.
Yeah, these gurls can't be serious!
Frost, are these gurls serious, man?
They better f*kin' reco'nize what time it is,
Before we clean their clocks.
R-O-C? -- yep.

I spit sick rhymes, my styles
Better den yours, times ten.
I rhyme couple time, I punish you in line,
You could never take Zuz for a spin.

'Cos this isn't nevah-nevah
I'm tougher dan evah.
My vendetta is simply payback
Write lyrics with no pen, no paper.

Hate-ers never prosper. (yep)

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Written by: B ADESANYA, CHANELLE CALICA, D.I. CONSTABLE, GABRIEL OLEGAVICH, LOUISE HARMAN

Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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