Beat Em Up lyrics

by

The Underground Avengers


[Verse 1: Bukshot]
About to put 'em on blast (blast), I'm not open for discussion
No democracy, 'bout to start a war and over nothing (nothing)
Want to see 'em burn but the simple reason is they turn (turn)
Then lost my moral compass, it's too late to learn
Blood of The Covenant all on my hands with no mention, don't tell of it (tell of it)
No f*cks like I'm celibate, taking these fools out for reasons irrelevant
I'll crack they heads open to the white meat (meat)
These labels and haters are talking that sh*t but these rappers won't fight me
Spite me 'cause I work with the illest, they block me on Twitter for working with killers
Mobstyle! b*tch you gon' feel us before it's all over, no leaving the tempest
Randomly choppin' them, they not important, their names I've forgotten them
Hands up like check 'cause I'm blockin' 'em
Call up The Lunes, I got shooters and bottom ones

[Chorus: Zitro]
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up
These b*tches keep on talkin' tough, I've had enough
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff so buckle up
To show 'em I don't need no guns to f*ck 'em up
Let's go!
I'm 'bout to beat 'em up, beat 'em up
These b*tches keep on talkin' tough, I've had enough
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff so buckle up
To show 'em I don't need no guns to f*ck 'em up
Let's go!
[Verse 2: Boondox]
Pull out the gat! When I'm coming for y'all I been swinging it big
So I won't need a strap, you'll be all in a state from the trauma
I'm breaking your neck and your back, you'll be broken in half from me smoking your asses
And I'll do 'em bad! But you wanted the gas so I'm lighting the match and it's boom b*tch!
Like Tutankhamen, soon be rotting in a tomb b*tch!
When soon forgotten, wish I got you in the room b*tch!
And save myself a lot of stressin'
Countin' down your days when you should just be countin' blessings
Stop the stressin'! And I hope you learning a f*cking lesson
There's no reasoning with the heathen and peace is out of the f*cking question
You're leaking up out of intestines and breathing up out of a tube
Yeah, we eatin' 'em up and beatin 'em up 'cause we was in a mood
f*ck them fools!

[Chorus: Zitro]
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up
These b*tches keep on talkin' tough, I've had enough
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff so buckle up
To show 'em I don't need no guns to f*ck 'em up
Let's go!
I'm 'bout to beat 'em up, beat 'em up
These b*tches keep on talkin' tough, I've had enough
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff so buckle up
To show 'em I don't need no guns to f*ck 'em up
Let's go!
[Verse 3: Claas]
Yeah!
Time to go take out the trash and nobody's seeing no mercy from Claas
I let 'em all burn when I make 'em all crash, must have seen the dead roses they calling me Slash
Ha! See I'm pressing the gas, yeah I'm ready to go
'Bout to break 'em all down and line 'em all up, it's coming to blows
'Bout to let 'em all know they don't want to go toe to toe
Ain't nobody walking away if it goes a direction, trust I don't want any smoke
Nope! You don't want any bro!
I'm aiming to make 'em confused like a riddle
We ain't playing with hoes, so offin' them when them girls meet me, it's civil
f*ck all that chivalry, they 'bout to go catch a delivery
I'm dashin' the doors of all haters and kickin' 'em down, then beat 'em to victory
Yes! Or some mission I'm in, but trust that I will be the victor
Squeezing all over these b*tches, like I'm a boa constrictor

[Chorus: Zitro]
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up
These b*tches keep on talkin' tough, I've had enough
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff so buckle up
To show 'em I don't need no guns to f*ck 'em up
Let's go!
I'm 'bout to beat 'em up, beat 'em up
These b*tches keep on talkin' tough, I've had enough
I'm 'bout to, 'bout to call they bluff so buckle up
To show 'em I don't need no guns to f*ck 'em up
Let's go!
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