Lyrics:
Totally dead
The batteries are dead
Completely dead
This is a test
The war is coming
This is where we rest
Before reloading
Again and again
Like
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
call us the battery
8G Legacy, now you know the reality
8G Legacy, now you know it ain't no fantasy
8G Legacy, we been causing the hackery
We the heart
Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Staten
From the Battery to the top of Manhattan
Asian, Middle-Eastern and Latin
Black, White, New York you make it
mes sentiments
Ma rancune aggravée s'transforme en malentendu gentiment
Oh pis nan, j'ai plus envie d'être opinant
Opérant avec ces gens forcément
Battery steady on low
I don't even wanna go home
I don't even wanna go home
You don't know wanna know what I know
You think I'ma a goody two shoes
Yeah, bwai
I'ma tear em a new asshole, watch
chorus
Here's one for you
This is battery acid
Pennywise think he hard
But he average and flacid
You
the pussy she charged me with battery
I'm fulfilling her fantasy
Love all the ink on my body she gassing me
She say i belong in a gallery
Aye
She say I belong
(Chorus)
I wanna fly jets
Pull up up in my garage
You can get ready for the set
This is my test
My batteries bout to get charged
I feel
I got flow
Bar for bar, and if you ever wanna test that please just let me know
Came from the bottom on the grind to the top and I represent the show
sure that this state of mind
Is not of my own design
I wish there was an over-the-counter test
For loneliness
For loneliness like this
Something's
is
At all
I can't be sure that this state of mind
Is not of my own design
I wish there was an over-the-counter test
For loneliness
For
slowing down for nothin'
There's a material witness of an aggravated battery
Uh, with a handgun and, uh, they believe, uh
Looks like we have retaliation,
much that I won't do
People test the sounds that they've grown to
There's not too much that I haven't been through
Feel the synergy from when you
swarm on 'em
Primate, hold your mic straight before you challenge 'me
Your light weight and only force me to cause casualty
Battery packs catch match
them sheep
Not unique
Battery acid
Stained sheets
Broken tally marker of who's here playing for keeps
I gotta test it, High stakes
I wonder how much
diary, I'm losing my religion, my batteries
Dear diary, I'm getting real close
That's why I'm talking to you and nobody else, dear diary
(Kudala
tryin' to test me kinda bugs me
I leave crews fed up, like handicap niggas tryin' to get up
Emcees get wet up with lyrical gun pellets,
I blow up the spot
mes batteries sans toi
Égaré dans ma vie tu m'envoi
Rappel moi je suis solo
Collé au telho, à fumer du gros yellow
Fumer du gros yellow oy fumer du gros
off like a bouncing battery
Machine with me, I'm holding it steady
Halloween night, I'll let it blow down
You know me, I'm nauseous, silent, never
test my patience
I'll release the whole damn message
Know I'm not one to mess with
Why'd you have to go and test it
Get a little money now you back
batteries included
So many teachers but none surpass the student
A true scholar, how I see the test
I know the lesson, I don't need to guess
You test dummies
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