Texty:
Battles The Line

Win your battles down in the trenches (You're against us) I'll snatch your necklace, I'll eat you punks for breakfast If you're not with us, you're against us Win your battles

of me As I march alone to a different beat Slowly swallowing down my fear Yeah, yeah I am ready for the road less traveled Suiting up for my crowning battle

Gettin' high off of saying Why you don't adore me? Baby, please I'm well versed In how I might be cursed I don't need it articulated Stand in line wastin

leprosy If they dare, you stare when they next to me I'ma threat to whoever sweat my style Hard gangsta aim to represent till death Reality, you battle

[Lil Wayne] Eagle street where them twenty's go for 25 Bitch I'm a boss I got ya hoe in my assembly line Here's Weezy F and the F is for Finish line

up ya world, 'til you start to stagger and shit Watch how them hollows straight, rattle ya shit And I leave it to y'all, to freestyle and battle and

in line to buy First in line to try, oh I find some sanity on the written page Where life is worth more than a living wage Oh, they say the battle's

bit of them with them negative idioms I don't even consider them In the new millenium we killin them Breeze Deep, Kenny and Will and them, KRS-One we thrillin em Many battles

been right here all the time, that bling catch all ya blind, these niggas ain't raw as I, so dont make me kill ya, dont try to battle me cuz aint none