All about the music
Chorus
Nobody wants blood to be spilt, it's all about the music love writes hits, the mics they get used when people write lyrics for opinions of the critics that makes the world spin so.
Rocky B
Lightening don't strike in the same place twice, fight to death call it suicide. I'm a warrior, a death match courier, sorry now you're gonna be sorrier, wanna hate what ya don't understand, acting bait coz I'm fightin' your clan, iron fist when I tighten my hand, so enlighten your manz, brighten the stands, coz you're hiding and prang, your breaders ain't killing me, rocksimus who's killing me, blazin' up caught chilling, coming back like a trilogy G, you and your boyz wanna deal with me, you ain't feelin' me, you got cheek to be starting beef, coz ya can't ride beats with me, you and your boys try hatin' me, but the pains gettin shared out equally, that's how it's done.
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Strider
Steppin' to me it's a fact you'll get bored, I'm possessed like a demon as I draw for my sword, engraved writing on it sayin' that Snipers the lord, the best warrior in the land countries in the world, I've got powers like a god I control the sky, things I'll do to you would even make the friggin devil cry, I swing swords like soul calibre, a legend like Excalibur, blood thristy for the next challenger.
Spike-e
Who dares wins when you're playin my game, chillin' on roof tops kids who are playin', gonna draw for swords, and the lyric that I gain, gonna buss the door, in the pouring rain.
Flava
Guess who's next draw swords when I'm on it, I blow heads abroad, I blow lost profit, you've never heard before brain cells lock it, pocket knives endure, but you wish you never coz I'm clever with these lyrics forever I'm gonna run this (Nobody wants blood to be spilt coz) Flava this Flava that but who done this, you know me I'm the same old same old G
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Freek
Freeze, as I enter your endz anytime anywhere and you started to stare, fightin' ya now we'll be fightin' ya there coz it's all about the music give it ten out of ten, I'll thrive on your blood, hungry for your skin, chop up your bones, and put you in my tin, I'm the brother of the devil, and the master of Satan, I'm the feeling in your body and i'm gonna make you cringe.
Kenzie
Don't watch me battle my duel a cold hearted bout, hear the screams as you shout while you're flat on your back, you know there's no turnin' back you wanna piece of me, you ask for beef with me ain't no sequel to me, so take a shot at me, you gonna make it you best, you try slash my chest, I'm badder that the rest, coz you know I'll defend, clash straight to the end, next contender trying to contend, my arena, step into my surroundings, no emotions no commotions there is no feelings I'm the favourite, as well as ya know coz there's no holds barred and anything will go
Rocky B
Nobody wants it, nobody wants it.
Kenzie
Next contender, try to contend.
Rocky B
Nobody wants it, nobody wants it.
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