Shadowvilles Battlefield lyrics

Verse 1 [0:14]
Give a f*cking shout out
To AllRounda Beats
And Shadowville Productions
For being a beast
They release these beats
Till you f*cking freak
Never was a time where we were bleak
This was inspired by DZK
And the beats we play
Will make you insane
Until you stop the pain
Now let's relay
This is the crazy sh*t we bring today

Chorus [0:29]
Anybody talking that sh*t, better quit it
Keep on walkin or get, what I'm givin'
When I kick this skill on the battlefield prеmises
Mission is: kill every Shadowvillе nemesis
Leave no rival of mine alive
If it bleeds or it breathes, then it needs to die
It's the fact yall mad at my raps, it's automatic
Attack and slaughter maggots, get back!

Verse 2 [0:44]
So we step back
With a black mask
And a f*cking filled up flask
That will make you pass out on the floor
While we're drinking more
And you treat it like it's a f*cking chore
Now lets explore
The corridor all around the sound
That is found to bound you right to your mother f*cking couches
That'll f*ck you and your motherf*cking spouses
We'll take it and we'll build up houses
So f*cking high you'll need to be jousting
So much more
That you'll abhor
The f*cking sound that I implore
Now lets explore
The corridor all around the sound
That is found to bound you right to your mother f*cking couches
That'll f*ck you and your motherf*cking spouses
Chorus x2 [1:12]
Anybody talking that sh*t, better quit it
Keep on walkin or get, what I'm givin'
When I kick this skill on the battlefield premises
Mission is: kill every Shadowville nemesis
Leave no rival of mine alive
If it bleeds or it breathes, then it needs to die
It's the fact y'all mad at my raps, it's automatic
Attack and slaughter maggots, get back!

Verse 3 [1:42]
Now for the third verse
That'll be so much worse
Like a curse that'll make you burst
And be the one who is dead first
And end up lying in a hearse
The universal morals
Will always be immortal
Until you're in a quarrel
You will never be this normal
I can never be this formal
But I can go through the motherf*cking portal
I am just inhibited, limited
From this primitive instrument
That will make a stimulant innocent
Or make your insulin impotent
Like a vigilant militant
That is intricate, dissident
And articulate, sibilant
With a f*cking death that is imminent
Living this, A Derivative implement
So indicative
Your moves are just so reptetive
You'll need a motherf*cking sedative
To be this competitive
And revel with this master
And your f*cking name I will plaster
Over the wall until you fall
I will only get faster
And you call me a bast*rd
Now it's time to just spaz sir
As I will pass her
12 shots or glasses
Of the greatest classes
Of liquor and I'll be getting all of the asses
Chorus x2 [2:41]
Anybody talking that sh*t, better quit it
Keep on walkin or get, what I'm givin'
When I kick this skill on the battlefield premises
Mission is: kill every Shadowville nemesis
Leave no rival of mine alive
If it bleeds or it breathes, then it needs to die
It's the fact yall mad at my raps, it's automatic
Attack and slaughter maggots, get back!