ProNown - Battle (Remix) lyrics

{What? You wanna battle ME?} {Yo man, how much money you got?} {"What? You wanna battle ME?} {Yo man, how much money you got?} Sick of these fake rappers, man Talking about their money, their cars, f** that I'm bringing back that real hip hop sh** Right now [Verse 1: ProNown] Sick of rappers talking about their Lamborghini Mercy Cuz they'll be begging for mercy When they're hurting, they're thirsty for fame And if you still don't know my name it's Durfey I'll oblige to merk these whack-a** rappers so please don't urge me I'm k**ing this right? Every time I'm gripping the mic My syllables tight Feeling like batman I need a villain to fight And if it's you talking ‘bout your money and your cars and bullsh** And you want to collab I'm out like where your father should have pulled, b**h k**ing instrumentals that I'm spitting on It's the sh** is on And if you wonder why your chick is gone Like Kidd Kalypto's song It's cuz I hit that a** While she hit that bong {I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game} {What.. what?} {Be thorough to the end} {Yo man..} {You know the drill.} {I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game} {What.. what?} {You wanna battle me?} {Yo man..} {How much money you got?} I'm ‘bout to dead em these wannabe Eminem rabbits You better run eight miles I'll shred you like lettuce and cabbage That's what happens to all these edible rappers Doing deliveries of your severed head in a basket I've had it Yeah [Verse 2: ProNown] My second verse is better dude think he's busting either But he looks more like a mugging meaner Justin Bieber You should spend less time dick-riding A$AP Rocky And write some sh** that makes you sound a little less co*ky I opened for k**ah Priest That lack of work ethic that you said I had? Whatever you're pathetic Remember when I asked you for a verse? I regret it Remember when I told you you were dope? Just forget it If you'd like to be the type of pimp that's rolling in a Cadillac By the way being a f**ing douche won't bring daddy back I'm really even deeply disturbed by the fact he raps I'm ‘bout to curbstomp his bratty a** with my Adidas Your music makes it seem like you weren't even trying, man So many voice effects you sound like f**ing Iron Man You need to stop acting like your so dope If I were you I'd grab my mic cord use it as a rope and just choke {I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game} {What.. what?} {You wanna battle me?} {Yo man..} {How much money you got?} {What.. what?} {Be thorough to the end} {Yo man..} {You know the drill} {I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game} {I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game} {Be thorough to the end} {I'm bout to slap rappers around} {You know the drill} {Be thorough to the end} {I'm bout to slap rappers around and bruise the game} {You know the drill}