me, oh it turns you on All my gore It's the end of your Take your last one now Chorus (x2) Battle (x5) Battle someone, whoo BATTLE (x?) Keep sounds
your last one now Battle, battle, battle, battle Battle someone, who Battle, battle, battle, battle Battle someone, who Battle, battle, battle, battle Battle
Traduction: Flou. Battle.
Traduction: Flou. Bataille (Unkle Remix).
see me, oh it turns you on All my gore It's the end of your Take your last one now Chorus (x2) Battle (x5) Battle someone, whoo BATTLE (x?) Keep sounds
biaaatch. [verse 1:] Things just ain't the same for Osama, Since the World Trade Bombings, And the Pentagon got the world calling Me to kill all of congress, like...[blurred
thinking about the battles between you and i know it's not about who wins sometimes it's better to give in you'll lie wide awake at night thinking about the battles
open mic battle every night And to enter you've got to be, incredibly tight" I said "Get me the mic I might flip", then the lights switched My vision was blurring
We though of different ways to relight the fire Worked few times before Little we knew it was only half the battle It was way more to endure Agreed to
My hands are cold my body?s numb I?m still in shock what have you done My head is poundin, my vision?s blur Your mouth is moving, I don?t hear a word
The lines been drawn The lines been blurred for far too long The years have scaled frustration How can you shine your shell with such profound pretension
You could understand relations And you're falling weightlessly Until the diary is done You're leaving the fear far behind And you're trying to battle
