BATTLE OF EBITHA Lyrics

Haha, you large shit

Cut off your false shit

Stand out of your office

Forces, uh

Four horsemen

Feeding off your ashes

Taking off the poorness

Bosses, everybody posted

Everybody toasted

Everybody, you know, endorsed it

Endorsed it, it's where my soul get deeper

You large shit

Fuckin' your barshits

Barshits

Never make your horses

Horses

Got me left to be a morse shit

A morse shit

I'm under the morse code

Freakin' fight your shit

Horseshit

This is what the organ does shit

This is what the organ did

The fit, all does fit

What the nice for

Nusted

Everybody egotistic

Does the egotistic

God

This is large shit

Your car shit

Got to make them rough

More shit

We got shit

We turn it down

It's going down

False shit

Battle of the beats

Are you a large shit

You're all shit

You're all shit

You're all the sound

You're all the flames

You're all the nail

You're flawless

You're flawless in the game

You're false shit

You're fortunate in the game

You're fortunate

You're fortunate

Now deliverance

You're fortunate

You're afforded crown

You're crowned

Pitching your afford shit

Your court shit

Placing your lies

As we afford shit

We're cautious

We are the horses

We are large shit

We are just the bosses

Were you ever making this sound

Whether

Whether it's a matter

Profoundly on God

God the God

Do it better

Huh

God the Lord

Better

Lord the above

Above all

Like courtship

Force it

Like we Austin

Everybody know what they sound

What they regard

So don't play with me

Cause I am the

Sound of the gun

Sound of the gun

Prayers at artillery

Arms at the ready

Arms at the ready

I'm armed

And the danger is armed

Do you embed it

Yeah

Seeing off about week

I bet it

Chow

Finessing in my sound

Ready on the bound

Pow

Get em with the gun

No gun ships

Large shits

Huh

Lawfists

Uh

I really from

Anon for the

Gnostic

Who is this

Spitting on the mic

With your large shit

You making this sound

But the raw shit

With that raw shit

With that raw shit

Battle in the ebitha

I fought with the leader

I fought with the leader

I fought with the leader

Leader

My speech

Uh

The speaking of

Godness

Godliness

Huh

Nirvana

Put all the soldiers down

Soldiers crown

Hold the ground

Hold this down

With the crown

Yeah yeah

This is what we do

This is what we make a sound

We play fool

Play with the sound

We are made move

Made move

Huh

Pray good

Pray to God

I'm not on another level

We are wild with the devil

This is what you wanna do

Hold up

Hold up

Hold up

This is what you wanna say

This is what they wanna say

When you get out

This god damn level

When you get close

And the cross hairs of the devil

Flames on the free throw

Huh

Free throw

See bald lethal

Huh

Debris throw

Huh

Debris on my spit in the game

Huh

You spitting the name

I'm changing the name

To battle of ebitha

You point to the leader

You won't see the leader

I guess it's your cross hairs

Cross hairs

Get out the beast

Freesia

Freesia

Eyes on the god damn leader

His head chopped off in two millimeters

God damn

Feel arrived

Battle of ebitha

Battle of your beta

Bitch