This describes three sides of battling(war,rappen,and both in inner conflict) enjoy this


Skiddlez

I battled my horrible tendincies, losin when first started
All hopes and dreams i thought were mine, were lost and rotted
The darker side hurls grenades at my brain, it destroys me slowly
I look for comfort, dodge out the way, yet noones here to hold me
The battle is intense, i'm on the losing side
I never knew, my body is so weak, to easily give into pride
I'm fightin a losin battle, sides have been chosen
Though what we fightin for, what in my heart is golden
Realizing I'm weak, I try a different strategy
but I'm still losin, My brain causing demented realities
I lost to myself, but still push on to death
Because if i lose control, I will always regret
Suddenly I strike back
I see my darker self and its power is shrinking
If i stood true to myself, it wouldv'e been gone from the beginning
This is a lesson, that has truly been learned
truly accepted and truly adjourned
The power you have within, is nothing of value
Until you realize what you have during a Battle


HOOK: you wanna battle!
With fist or with wit-
Guns to your wrist or led to your writ-
From a clip or from your spit-
Weather a dick or a clit Either way you get split-
We can take where you want-
On the war front or paper font-


MAKENG KNOW CENTZ
Im sponsored by GEIKO… im insured to collide with the industry-
Seemingly my similies rip continuosly, with beat BRAKES indorsed by THRIFTY-
Lol ….Nah but seriously-
I refuse to change…son im NONCENTZ not a buc fifty.
My flow enevation, lyrical pentacle of elevation-
Cock blocks m.c.’s, like double penetration.
No gimic- I only use one line per mimic-
That’s all it takes to beat you,
when they eat you,faster then auotobaun speed limits-
spit it turnen to lactic divour in acidic-
tactic scour through your lines as a sour perisidic-
im one of the most devious,mischevious, ingenius-
rappers to carry my lyrical weight would require you-
to acquire 2 40 inch trapezius-
so you can kiss my pingus- with the methods of kanni lingus-
the vocab is there- for warfare-
the kid from where? Been ripping since RIC FLAIR-
had his natural hair-
flipping on mic around the globe so I’ll take it anywhere-
on an atlas especially there-
assault n battery when energized-fully charged when you realize-
dissen me and you guys-
will be forgotten quicker then JANET JACKSONS original BRA SIZE-
NO BRAINER NOCENTZ and SKIDDLEz-
showing you the ART OF WAR like SUN TZU’S riddles-
from 3 ass~pects we speak-like 2 ass cheeks-
so ex~spect- us not to spit-
we straight droppen shit- “that is it” !
hell nah! You rappen against us is unnatural like lil kims tits-


HOOK: you wanna battle!
With fist or with wit-
Guns to your wrist or led to your writ-
From a clip or from your spit-
Weather a dick or a clit Either way you get split-
We can take where you want-
On the war front or paper font-
Words tatter and rattle-
Three m.c.’s three sides this is the triangle of battle.


NOE BRAINER
We go to war my lines- are landmines-they blow minds-underground like columnbines-
SZ,
WP,
AND NB
combine-war tactics- with rap scholastics-stretch thoughts like elastics-
Gun settle in metel while the skillcraft made of plastic-battle in pen!
that’s punchlin~en- and metaphors in cold war-Fight! that’s what the sword if for-rgeardless-we the 3 of the illest slash hardest-feel a nose bleed when you read that’s real~ness-
my words murder like the documents of Hitler-lyrically I saved more lives and careers then SCHINDLERS-why you think there’s 2 meanings to led?
One to pencil the last breath-the other to stencil your death- im the opeth-to your sess-twice as potent with my meth- spitten loogies-like sonor booies-turn wordplay-to an ak- and spray-anything with my array-of dah~se~ay-write beyond borders- then drop the bomb when my cd lands on megamorters-this order forum- of disorder- isn’t taught it’s lived like the NOVUS ORDO SOCLORUM-(new world ordo in latin)-we beseah thee-to empeach and burry me in 3v’s cause “WE CANE WE SAW WE CONQUERED” burry me with VENNI VETTI VEACHI-