Beat by Burn Hollywood
Battle against Distinct
Story behind the song
Battle.
Lyrics
Okay Distinct, people call you a vet, you ain't bad/
butchu too wack to compete against ma tracks and now you mad/
cuz yo heard what I said and I attack wit mo raps/
that are mo dope than all the fuckin crap thatchu spat/
and I said the situation...will be pathetic/
when I tell everyone, "carlton the pedophile" was biographic/
the skill thatchu lackin, and ya style dat is generic/
is so wack, I could even get it rapped by my parents/
you are static and a addict to ya style, on the mic/
I'ma show you what it's like, to be dyin for a rhyme/
you are quite a nice guy tho ya skills is just a lie/
and you know you gon lose no matter how hardchu try/
I wanna be precise and distinct, ya spits stink, ya spits is/
just a mirror of the style thatchu missin, you sissie/
don't diss me, you miss me everytime I'm gone/
you wanna battle me HAH, I start to rhyme, I'VE WON (woh)/
it was fun and I predict ya "pro-votes" will be none/
cuz no hoe votes for someone who provokes me and fronts/
I flowed and I'm done, you might have broken ya tongue/
and tho I stole the flow, you go nuts when I've won!/
